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[lilium_evansiae]

Wingardium Leviosa is a first year spell, one Lily's had down for years now, simple levitation.

Still, it's good to practice the basics sometimes.

Which is why there's a small brown teapot (empty, of course) hovering about five feet above a table tonight.

And below it, a redheaded witch with her wand out, watching it slowly spin in the air.

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[real_or_notreal]

Okay.


It's one thing to have a magical bar give you thing from no where.

It's entirely another for a girl to be hovering a teapot in midair.





The boy with the bread -- and he is literally carrying loaves in a basket, he didn't expect to be here, again -- is standing there, staring at it. Them.

[lilium_evansiae]

Really, the spell working the bar is much more complex than the one Lily's doing at present.

Lily looks over when she feels his eyes on her -- the teapot drifts a a few inches to the right as she does -- and smiles at him.

"It won't hurt anything."

[real_or_notreal]

Maybe not the teapot.



If the effect is unassuming confusion in his expression, unchanged, the reason behind it isn't. "How are you doing that?"

[lilium_evansiae]

"Magic, of course," she says, cheerfully.

She moves the wand in her left hand and the teapot floats easily back down to rest on the tabletop.

"Lily Evans."

[real_or_notreal]

"Peeta Mellark."

Who is watching the dowel she's directing with.

"Not from any of the 'Earth's' most here seems to be."

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

OOoooh.

We're sorry, normally the grey-haired Korean-looking girl in the blue and gold jumpsuit has better manners than that, but she doesn't see that kind of thing happen to teapots every day. She'll remember herself in a bit, we promise.

[lilium_evansiae]

It's all right. Sometimes you just have to stop and stare at a flying teapot.

Lily smiles when she catches the other girl's eye.

"Hello."

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

"That's neat," Ellen says. "Are you a psyker, or is that something else, like magic?"

She's met people with all kinds of powers here, so it's a legitimate question. It's not like her first few weeks at the Bar when she was asking anyone who looked even a little odd if they were a mutant.

[lilium_evansiae]

"Thank you," says Lily.

Her attention now divided, the teapot wobbles a bit in midair, then rights itself.

"It's magic; I'm a witch.

"I don't know what a psyker is.

"I'm Lily Evans."

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

"That's somebody who has psychic powers. There's stories about them back home, but I've never met them anywhere but here," Ellen says. "My name's Ellen Park. It's nice to meet you, Lily."

[missginnytonic.livejournal.com]

"Oh, Spinning is a nice trick."

[lilium_evansiae]

"Thanks.

"It's Ginny, right?"

[missginnytonic.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I am. Lily, correct?"

She knew this. Likely the way people talk the only ginger not a Weasley to go though Hogwarts

[lilium_evansiae]

"That's me," she says.

Her attention is still largely on keeping the teapot aloft.

[missginnytonic.livejournal.com]

As it should be. Professor Flitwick would be impressed with her skill.

"Nice to see you again."

[sidhe_king]

Finvarra almost never misses magic happening--it's a subtle twinge in him somewhere that's as undeniable as the need to breathe.

But this he has missed. He tilts his head at the brown teapot, and then looks at the girl with the wand.



"Witch, are ye?"

[lilium_evansiae]

She looks over at him and grins.

"What gave me away?"

[sidhe_king]

"Oh, a great deal, lass. The levitation most of all, though."

He watches the teapot curiously. Such funny things humans practice with.

[lilium_evansiae]

Well, it was handy.

"I guess it is a bit showy, isn't it?" she asks, cheerfully.

"I'm Lily Evans."

[sidhe_king]

"Finvarra," he returns, studying her in the same simple motion that tilts his head and bends his neck in a short, informal bow.

"Human, though, aye?"

Late Tag, late tag..

[bestinbusiness.livejournal.com]

...Well.



Pardon the man who's over here spinning his top out of habit even though he knows that it's a bar and that weird things happen.

Watching the teapot-transfixed-he doesn't notice when his top falls to the floor with a clatter and a clank.

[lilium_evansiae]

She looks over at the clatter, and then smiles.

"I think you dropped something."

[bestinbusiness.livejournal.com]

Pause.

"...Thanks." Cobb makes a desperate grab for the top before staring-pointedly-at the teapot, "...How are you doing that? I thought for a second I was dreaming it-"

No need to mince words right?

[lilium_evansiae]

"Magic," she says, waving the wand in her left hand a little.

The teapot moves with it, left and right and left again.

"Lily Evans. Fifth year student, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

[bestinbusiness.livejournal.com]

"Dominic Cobb, Cobb Securities, Specializing in Dream-Extraction."


"I'd offer a hand, but I uh-" He stares at the wand, "Don't want to break your concentration."