Notes, notes and more notes. Janelle kept writing until her fingers began to cramp. So much information was being given and she did not want to miss any of the important stuff. Taking a moment to shake out her hands and stretch her fingers, Janelle was glad to know that they were moving on to the main activity. Putting her quill down, she listened carefully (not that she wasn't listening carefully before) to what they would be doing.

Making an insentient familiar sounded like it was going to be a lot of fun.......until the professor mentioned their choices for adding DNA to the clay. Janelle was most definitely not going to spit on her clay. Just, no. She was not one who cried easily and she certainly didn't fancy having her tears on display in Transfiguration class. The most logical choice was a lock of hair. The problem with that was that Janelle was extremely attached to her hair. She had cut it before and regretted it immediately. Call her vain, whatever. She had a kind of Samson-like thing going on with her hair. For her to cut it again, even a little bit, would truly be a sacrifice.

The thought of cutting her hair almost brought on the needed tears. Almost. Deciding to postpone the inevitable, Janelle went up to get her clay. Slowly, she walked back to her desk and sat down. Janelle squeezed the clay repeatedly in her hand. She had to make a decision, although the decision was really already made.

With a sigh and great reluctance, Janelle went up and grabbed a pair of scissors. She chose a piece of hair in the back of her head, way, way underneath. Hopefully it would not be noticeable. Unaware that she was holding her breath, Janelle held the lock of hair in her hand. She lifted the scissors and before she could change her mind, she snipped off the piece of hair. Janelle felt as if she had cut off a more vital part of her body, like an apendage at the very least. Trying not to think about it, she flattened the clay and put the lock of hair on top. Then she folded the clay over and made it into a ball. The hard part was done.