Another day and another round of classes. Yippy skippy.

Walking into the Transfiguration classroom, Sierra took a long look around. You just never knew what you'd find when you walked into these classrooms. They usually never looked the same as last time and sometimes, like in DADA for instance, you'd feel under attack just walking into the room.

...and this time was no exception.

Sierra stared at the mannequin as she approached her desk. It looked creepy, and...she really didn't trust it. Who knew what might be hiding in there? They weren't going to transfigure them into something creepy, were they? Nevertheless, she took out a quill and put her name on the nameplate.

Sierra Greingoth
6th year Slytherin