There was a reason Julia vervain was Fire affinity. She could easily destroy things, but creating new life from the ground up was near impossible. But she had been living breathing magic since she was young. Well, maybe not breathing, but certainly trying to control it. She willed her magic to flow out of her and into the young patches of dirt on her desk, and slowly,very slowly, the vines began to grow.

The vines tentatively stretched out themselves and began to encircle the desk. She gritted her teeth and pushed a little more of the small earth magic within herself to run through the vines and make small pink flowers sprout from the vines. It was a small improvement which she had been working on since she entered the academy.

Her dark eyes darted around and look around the classroom. Julia saw a girl that  had a flower burst into flames, a pair of twins that didn't seem to know how to make vines, and a couple of other students that weren't faring any better. It was only when she turned back to her desk that she noticed her vines were shrivelling like an old hag. She gritted her teeth in anger knew that was herself at fault. She hadn't been paying attention and her magical energy disapparated. She took a deep breath and tried to start again.