Clearing her throat, she felt the words on her tongue. She could taste the magic as it rose through her body, the tingle as it spread along her arm to her fingertips. With a flick of her wrist, the book slid across the table. She muttered to herself; she was not doing it correctly. Another attempt and the book flipped over. Just one more, she told herself. Putting her thoughts and energy behind the seemingly simple spell, she swished the wand trough the air and gave it one hard flick, sending the book careering once more away from her.