I Put A Spell On You [Lovino]

He decided to drop the subject, not wanting to argue with Lovino about his almost feminine complexity. Either Daniel was more oblivious than most people, or the smaller teen had anger management issues. He was opting for the latter.

He sighed when the temperamental little Italian left. Really, these Mediterranean people...He walked over to his table, pulling his notes out once again. He had a feeling this wasn't going to go all that smoothly.

He flipped through his notes lazily, English, Hungarian, Hungrish, and Latin words dancing in front of his eyes. Maybe it wasn't the incantation's fault? Maybe the spell itself was wrong? But what could have he messed up? Everything seemed okay. Slowing down the movement of particles to the point of near stillness, stopping those so called waves, everything seemed fine. Hmm...

He looked up from his work to see Lovino coming with his arms full of books. Well, well, looks like he found the first thing they had in common. They both liked reading. Even if he was pretty sure that the Slytherin's reading material was one he would find revolting. He glanced down at the smaller teen's full bag, seeing a seam break. "Lovino, your bag is about to die." He was sure the older teen would have been in an even worse mood if his bag decided to burst.

Tell him more? That was going to be hard. Explaining the workings of his brain was always hard on him. But he wanted to finish this spell very, very much, and no spell could exist without the enchantment, as he had already ranted about it earlier. "Well, I don't exactly know what else to say, but I'll try. Umm, well, I don't know if it's helpful, but the spell doesn't exactly stop time. Not completely, at least. If it actually stopped everything, even on the atomic level, the whole area would be destroyed. In theory, at least. Muggle scientists say that if something stopped moving entirely, then it would cease existing. That's why the absolute zero in temperature cannot be reached. The spell works almost like a giant freezer, without actually changing the temperature. It slows down the movement of the particles inside everything and everyone, thus slowing them down too. And, using the left-over kinetic energy, the spell also conceals out the gravitational field; that way, you could freeze even in the middle of falling on your face."

He took a deep breath after telling all that, wondering if that was enough. He had no idea how to explain it the third time round without switching to Hungarian. And he didn't want to make Lovino fall asleep, which tended to happen to a lot of people during his babbling. He also hoped he didn't play with his hair like he always did during his rants; everyone always told him that it was a girly habit. Which it totally wasn't.

Judging by the look on Lovino's face he didn't understand it any better. Seriously, was he that bad at explaining things? There went his almost-dream of becoming a teacher. But he couldn't explain it any other way! This spell was proving to be more trouble than it was worth. Alright, maybe that was a bit harsh.

Anything specific? Daniel shrugged. "Erm, I'm not sure. There isn't really a book around titled 'Spell-making for dummies' or something. I usually go with what I think sounds good and either works or not." He usually had to go through five-six incantations before he found the right one. Or one that was somewhat effective and gave him something to work with.

He took the parchment with a muttered thanks, looking through it thoughtfully. No, no, no, maybe, no, maybe. He liked the third and the fifth one. "These might work." He pointed at the two, showing them Lovino. "I'm not sure I should try them out here though." The more he liked an incantation, the bigger the chance it would blow up. Usually.

He raised an eyebrow at that. "Because you started freaking out the last time I told you I'd try it here? I still don't think it would blow up, but you never know." He sure hoped it would. It was something. It meant he was either on the right track or on a very, very wrong one. But it was usually the former.

"So yeah, do you mind if we go somewhere else? I don't want to destroy all the books. But if you don't want to, you don't have to! I can try these two on my own." He winced slightly. That sounded like he was trying to get rid of Lovino, which he most definitely wasn't. He was just trying to give the other a chance to leave if he was bored. "...I would be grateful if you stayed with me though."

Daniel actually liked hanging out with the sarcastic little Italian. He didn't like being called an idiot, neither did he like getting snapped at. Still, Lovino was one of the very few people who didn't fall asleep during his rants about spells, which earned him a lot of brownie points. Gosh, what a weird expression that was.

"We could find an empty classroom or something if that's alright with you." He put his quill and notebook away, standing up from his seat.

He didn't understand why Lovino was blushing, but it sure looked cute. Errr, funny. Not cute. Why would he look cute? ...Even his thought were stutter-y. That was kind of pathetic, wasn't it? He tried smiling reassuringly, but he wasn't sure he succeeded. "Don't worry, even if it blows up, it won't be big." Or it might be, but he would make sure to hurt himself instead of Lovino.

He grinned at the Slytherin, relief washing over him. He didn't want to offend the other and he was happy the shorter boy decided to continue helping him.

"Erm, well, I'm not sure, per se, but it's a pretty realistic possibility." Which actually meant that it was almost sure it would blow up. If Daniel and Lovino did something right, then it was supposed to. He was pretty sure they wouldn't set stuff on fire though. They might get blown away though. "So, umm, ready to go?"

"I promise we won't end up in the hospital wing." And he was being honest. He would make sure Lovino didn't get hurt. And if he himself ended up injured, he sure as hell wasn't going to the hospital wing. If the nurse made him swallow some kind of healing potion, he would definitely throw up on her. Really, it happened once.

"Sure, outside is good." He liked doing these things outside a bit more actually. A bit less dangerous. And he didn't really fancy blowing up his room at home, so he mostly experimented outside in the forest.

Daniel nodded. "Okay. Do you need help with those? You have a lot of books." He was a bit worried the small Italian would fall down the stairs or something if he had to carry all of those by himself. And Daniel was in no rush to complete the spell; a short detour couldn't hurt.

Lovino gave him a suspicious look but nodded. He had no choice but to trust him with this after all and Lovino knew that offending him at this point would just start another pointless fight over something or other. If someone did end up injured though, Lovino was going to kick Daniel as hard as he could. "If you say so." He muttered, frowning a little bit.

He nodded in satisfaction and went to walk off when Daniel asked if he could help carry the books. Hesitating, Lovino looked between his stack of books and the Gryffindor before shaking his head. He wasn't that weak. "No, I can handle it. Just go outside and I'll meet you outside, alright?" He nodded at Daniel and walked away, hurrying a bit. Lovino was actually pretty excited to see if the spell worked - it was like potion making.

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"Yupp!" He had a feeling that Lovino didn't believe him. Hmph, he should trust Daniel a bit more. He had already promised the Slytherin wouldn't get hurt, hadn't he?

"Sure, if you say so. I'll meet you by the lake then!" He was still a bit worried, but if Lovino thought he could handle it, then he could probably handle it. Unless it was just his pride talking, which would make sense. Still, trying to get him to accept Daniel's help would be plain weird. And he was pretty sure the shorter teen would strangle him if he implied that he was weak.