Maddie wasn't exactly sure she would ever be model material. NOT that she WASN'T stunningly beautiful and capable of wearing any outfit. It was just that she didn't find the whole parading around in styles other people deemed "fashionable" appealing. Luckily THIS time, she'd be able to wear a creation of her own design. That provided her SOME comfort.

Stepping into the room and sure that she was looking polished, she greeted a very overdressed Professor Bellaire. "Hello Professor. Love what you've done with that place." She smiled politely and then stepped to the side and waited for instructions.

Another transfiguration lesson. Kace remember last lesson and it was fun to be designing clothes. He remembered the viking outfit Puck made for him. He would be modeling that today. As he made his way into the classroom....but it wasn't a classroom. He began to look around and it was a ballroom! Woaahh bloody merlin. This was pretty impressive. He was standing there mouth wide opened and couldn't stop taking in the scenery. He saw the fashion runway and he smiled and thought it was gonna be fun this lesson.

After he was done examining the ballroom, he noticed the Professor all dressed to impress. "Hello Professor Bellaire, your outfit looks delightful. I wish I should have dressed fancy but I love the design for the classroom." he told her politely. He waited for others to come into the classroom and waited for more instructions from the Professor.

Double-take.

What even? Was she in the right place?

If Bellaire hadn't been here she would've thought she'd walked into someone's Room of Requirement imagination or whatever. It was so weird, and yet expected of Bellaire. So expected that she wondered if her bestie will be making an appearance. She did bring everything from last lesson, but she wasn't sure she wanted to wear it in front of others, really. Thank Merlin it was appropriate, though.

"Good day, Professor! You look stunning." The woman did, honest. Look at that dress. And the high heels she could barely see. Lottie was momentarily jealous because of the shoes, man, she likes high heels, you know? Too bad she can't always wear them.

ANYWAY, she patiently waited for... either further instructions or Lex complaining about this or both.

He had read the notice for the latest lesson, bringing what he had made at the previous lesson with him as he made his way to the classroom. Yet still Benny wasn't entirely prepared for the scene that he was greeted with. A stage...and a backstage. Oh no. The fourth year's face fell as he remembered the mention at having to model their personal creations before the rest of the class. To say Ben was uncomfortable with it was an understatement.

"Hello Professor Bellaire," he greeted politely, trying to push past his feelings for now. No doubt the woman wouldn't take lightly to people not being thrilled with their activity for today. So they were stuck...for now at least.

The usual pre-Transfiguration ritual.

Standing outside of the classroom, Adi flattened his hair (though he left some of the front sticking up) then he straightened his uniform and his badge. Awesome. He looked presentable.

The Hufflepuff stepped into the class, all bright and cheery. That is, until he spotted the runway. Uh oh! He had a suspicion they were going to be doing the modelling soon buut he had hoped it wasn't to be during this class. Adi was not very happy at the thought of modelling in front of the entire class. Meh.

"Hello, Professor.'' Adi smiled at Bellaire then directed his attention to the rest gathered there so far. Oh, there was someone who would be looking forward to showing off his created clothes as much as he would. Adi went to stand next to Benny. "Hi,'' he whispered.

Toby's school bag was more packed than usual today, being that he had the clothes he'd transfigured for this class neatly folded up inside it, along with all his texbooks (because if there was something Tobias could never do, it was remember what classes he had on any given day; best just to carry them all around with him). After checking his uniform was up to par with the Bellaire's standards, at least as far as he could tell, Tobias stepped into the classroom.

Or, err... ballroom.

Unsurprised by the new set-up, but still impressed, Toby headed over to stand by one of the seats the lined the sides of the room, tapping his foot habitually once he'd come to a standstill, and nodded at the professor.

"Hi Professor Bellaire," he said simply, before looking around at his surroundings again. "Love what you've done with the place."

............................... WHAT?!

Oh jeez. Oh man. What in the name of?!

She was actually serious about this wasn't she? And what was that look on Grayson's face? Disbelief? Confusion? Mild disgust? Whatever it was, the boy was kind of surprised to see the set up and the way it was so extravagant. He expected modelling, sure, but to THIS degree? There was a freaking runway, for Merlin's sake!

Not that he had anything against modelling. It required CONFIDENCE, which he had plenty of. And he'd practised it too, once or twice -- what happens in the Slytherin Boy's Dorms STAYS in the Slytherin Boy's Dorms. That was all.

"Hello Professor Bellaire," he said, giving her a curt nod before moving off to one side to stand. And look around, of course.

Was Ethan coming? They had a terrible outfit to model.

Angel had her hair done exactly like her sister and her creation was with her... they had done matching costumes so she wondered if the Professor would be able to tell them a part when they have finished getting ready... she hadn't looked exactly like her sister whilst they were at Hogwarts and now it was time that she did.

"Good day, Professor!" Angel smiled at the Professor. "Love what you have done to this place?" Angel then went and stood near the rest of her gang and waited for her sister to turn up, this was going to be amazing.

Walking into a room she saw other people enter, Ariel was surprised and glad because this seemed like another opportunity for her to learn more about humans. Of course she had her Prince Eric, but she did not like having him teach her everything since she would rather spend their time together doing other things. He did explain some things to her though.

Curiously she looked around before seeing another one of these people called a Professor. "Morning, Professor," she said not knowing the woman, but it would seem rude not to be polite when the Professor was a guest in her castle. Joining the other people, she waited to see what would happen.

Oh goody, there was his bestie and another person he was sure didn't really want to model what they had made. Surely that was something they had in common. "Hey," he greeted back in return, biting back a sigh. Maybe they could arrange themselves to go last and run the risk of not getting done in the time that they were given. Like they would ever really be ready for what was to come.

And then Angel joined them, looking a little too happy for the topic at hand. But then maybe she was the type who wanted to do what they had to do. "Hi," Benny greeted his girlfriend innocently enough.

She’d had to find someone who could cast an extension charm on her bag, but Brooklyn had managed to fit her nicely folded Slytherin-esque dress inside as she’d headed to the Transfiguration classroom. Having to model it wasn’t going to be any problem. She’d stood on her chair in History of Magic in her costume when she’d been Cliodne after all. Confidence was never an issue for her. Self-esteem had definitely never been an issue for her. If she’d thought she could have gotten away with it without risking angering Professor Bellaire, she would have just worn her carefully created outfit to class. Instead, the charm, but at least she knew the silk wasn’t going to get too wrinkled. That would be just as bad, and a reason why she’d much rather have gotten the professor to let her have some of the dragonskin.

She’d walked into the classroom without even a blink to show reaction to the change in appearance. Instead, she’d kept her attention of the professor, who was dressed really elegantly and it made her wonder if the woman had made that dress herself too. She probably could have. “Good morning Professor Bellaire,” she said sweetly, as she made her way to stand in front of an open chair. No sitting yet, of course, but she didn’t need to. She’d carefully set her bag down on the floor, though, just to make sure there was even less chance of ruining the outfit inside.

Bay slowly walked towards the door. for some reason he was not too eager to go to class couldn't he just stay in bed.. maybe he was coming down with something? and just walking into the class room confirmed his fears… *gulp* what was going on… he moved his head around truly hoping that he didn't have to… well you know dance.

"Hello Professor" he said while moving over to the group of students already waiting for the lesson to begin.

This was so not her thing and she was thinking hard about just skipping this class completely. The only thing that made her come is the fact that Angel was looking forward to doing this whole "twins wearing the same outfit" thing. Her sister even went to the lengths of having their hair the same.

As AJ made he way into the classroom, one thing was clear... the professor had gone all out for this. "Hello professor." AJ found her sister, boyfriend, and friend. She made her way over. "Hey, guys." Were they dreading this as much as she was?

Looking around the room some more, Ariel was happy when she saw her Prince Eric (Bay) enter the room. It made her happy because she hadn't seen him in a bit. Their castle was too big in some ways. "Eric!" she said happily as he joined them.

Dear. Sweet. Merlin.

"Kill me now, before this hell actually starts." Alexa muttered, falling into place next to her bestfriend. What even was this and WHY did they have to be subjected to this of all things? Horrible memories of her first year played over and over in her head as she took in the room she now found herself in.

"This is a joke, right?" A really unfunny one that the Professor was personally enjoying at their expense? A girl could only hope because it was either that or a fashion show and as you might not have been able to tell, the Gryffindor was plainly not about this life.

"Good morning Professor." Before she completely forgot in all her shock. The last thing she wanted was to be told she had absolutely no manners, possibly followed by 'you think that being Head Girl makes you exempt, Miss Cambridge?'. Lex was quite fine with it not getting to that. Seriously though, someone put her out of her misery before it started.

It was time for Transfiguration and Jasmine entered the classroom a bit surprised. The whole set up was different, starting with the runway in the middle of the room. Oh they were really going to do this fashion show thing. Jasmine saw their fearless leader and greeted her properly.

Hello Professor Bellaire.", she said. Then she found an empty spot to stand until further instructions were given.

Mackenzie walked into the Transfiguration and couldn't hide her gasp. It was BEAUTIFUL!! She smile as she looked around and then noticed that she was kind of holding up people so she walked a little farther into the room. "Good Morning Professor."

She still had stayed the recluse that she had become since her second year. She hadn't spoken to anyone in months, and that included professors, her grades were slipping and she was beginning to wonder if she would ever be able to finish school. Maybe her grandmother was right and she needed to leave school. But she didn't want her grandmother to be right. So in order to right this she had decided to come out of hiding. Maybe just maybe she could show her grandmother that she was okay so that she didn't pull her out of Hogwarts.

She stood off to the side as she took deep breaths. Being around people, especially happy ones, hurt.

Oh Merlin, what was going on in here? How come every time they walked into this room it was always something else. Couldn't there just be one normal class for once? Zander didn't even like Transfiguration!! If he only knew what he actually wanted to do with his life, he could possibly even drop the class, but since he was still undecided... Unfortunately, it's a must.

Small smile in place-- knowing that Bellaire would rip his tongue out otherwise-- he walked over to the Professor in mention, who by the way was way over dressed for just a lesson, and waved. "Hello, Professor," and then he stalked off to find a place to wait by his friends. As he started noticing all the familiar faces, he almost missed one in particular. One that he hadn't seen in a while. One who was purposely isolating herself from the group. Mackenzie!? The Gryffindor was left really confused after talking to her on several different occasions, but for some reason... He didn't mind all too much. So instead of walking over to wait by everyone else, Zander walked over to the side to. "Uh- hi, stranger," he smiled. Long time, no see.

The classrooms still surprised him when they looked NOTHING like what he expected... and this was one of those times. The Gryffindor first year strode into the room to find it completely transformed, and the Professor was super dressed up too. Was he... in the wrong class? Was this Transfiguration? Or was this a dream or some kind of set up?

Of course, he KNEW they were going to be modelling their clothes, which is why he had his with him. But all of this, was just... something else.

"Hi Professor Bellaire!" he greeted, beaming at her as he passed. He wanted to hide behind the taller kids for now, cause he did NOT want to be the first one out there.

Zeke dropped his bag with his clothes in it onto the floor at his feet and waited for instructions.

Well, that was actually expected. The set up of the classroom? Yes, somehow he knew that the catwalk thing was going to happen. If there’s a catwalk, then there’s definitely some mad modeling waiting to happen. Was the school ready for their creation? Wait, are they even going to model that thing, or...?

Ha! Hahaha.

Ethan walked further inside the room, and spotted the professor immediately. “Good day, Professor Bellaire.” The prefect gave his greeting with a cheery tone, and stood beside…his partner in crime: Grayson Whitlock.

The younger Slytherin gave the older boy a nudge and a playful grin. He didn’t need to be a genius to figure out what’s going to happen in a few minutes. They are going to rock this activity. Besides, it’s about time that they witness how awesome Slytherin boys are when it comes to modeling. It's like second skin, really.

Confidence, anyone? They’ve got plenty.

"Welcome Welcome!"

They all should be happy that they were finally getting to meet Sophia who wasn't constantly annoyed by knobby kneed, preteen angst. They were seeing Sophia Bellaire in her element. Her smiles were real and the twinkle in her eyes was not a result of her planning a way to punish or inflict some sort of discomfort on somebody.

Ahem..

"For those of you who had not finished your creations or who need to make last minute adjustments, now is your time to do it. You have some time before the 'show' officially starts."

And she had seen some of the pieces....some needed some adjustments

"Let's go students!" Chop chop.

Hugh was here. Save a minor episode of tripping into the room. Details.

But he was here and joined his peers.

Strutting it, yo.

Text Cut: Lex XD

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Dear. Sweet. Merlin.

"Kill me now, before this hell actually starts." Alexa muttered, falling into place next to her bestfriend. What even was this and WHY did they have to be subjected to this of all things? Horrible memories of her first year played over and over in her head as she took in the room she now found herself in.

"This is a joke, right?" A really unfunny one that the Professor was personally enjoying at their expense? A girl could only hope because it was either that or a fashion show and as you might not have been able to tell, the Gryffindor was plainly not about this life.

"Good morning Professor." Before she completely forgot in all her shock. The last thing she wanted was to be told she had absolutely no manners, possibly followed by 'you think that being Head Girl makes you exempt, Miss Cambridge?'. Lex was quite fine with it not getting to that. Seriously though, someone put her out of her misery before it started.

Well, there you go.

Knowing your best friend certainly has perks, no? Probably not. She was complaining almost instantly and Lottie wanted to laugh but refrained from doing so. Though, Bellaire seemed so happy that perhaps she wouldn't have minded the laughter. "Nope. Couldn't possibly go through with it alone." So, sorry, we're not killing you, Lex.

No jokes either, it was perfectly obvious Bellaire was serious. She actually intended them to portray their creations in some way.

But, really, why not animate mannequins instead? It'd be so much cooler."No jokes, sorry." But then the professor said "THE SHOW" and, erm, did they really have to do this? Seventh years should be excused and just direct the show, no? Be the ones in charge or something. She'd be willing to help the ickle ones instead, Kyroh included.

"Cheer up, man,'' Adi whispered to Benny. "How bad could it be?'' Yeah, let's be positive. 'kay? So then why did Adi visualise himself tripping over his feet while modeling his outfit. *Gulp*

But hey, one person would be happy about this. "Hi, Angel.'' And where was AJ? Oh there she was. "Hello.'' Smiles for the girlfriend.
............................

Wasn't Professor Bellaire all bright and cheery today? This mus be the happiest and excited Adi ever saw her. Fashion really was her thing.

Okay...so he had finished his creations and he had no wish to make any adjustments to them. He'd just stand here and watch everyone else, yeah? Gosh, this must be the most awkward lesson ever.