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Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy 
Norman sat at his desk, poring over his plans for a future lesson. He looked up, noticing the parchment in the vanishing cabinet. Unfolding the parchment, he read its contents and smiled slightly to himself. He had been expecting a visit from this particular student.
Wasting no time, he rose from his chair and opened the door. “Hello, Miss Ransom-Kruus. Please come in,” he greeted, standing aside to allow the seventh year entry to his office. He followed behind, closing the door behind them. Taking his seat once again, he gestured toward the chairs on the opposite side of the desk. “How’s the training going? As I recall from the end of last term, you had some trouble with incomplete transformations. Is that still happening?”
Sage offered the Transfiguration professor a smile, though a bit weary one considering the circumstances and how they were in direct opposition of her perfectionism, as she stepped into his office and over to the chair that practically had her derriere imprint in it at this point.
Naturally, her go-to defense was to deny and lie but not only was that an obvious hoax considering her purpose of being here but also Professor Carton had broken down that layer of her stubborn pride somewhere around the middle of her fourth year when there was literally nowhere to hide with certain practice rituals. It was frustrating and bruised her pride but whatever. Chalk it up to being an essential part of growing up and blah blah blah.
"Maybe," she nodded while folding her fingers over her knees, not entirely shaking that pride shield for another half a second more in spite of herself. "....yes...sometimes it isn't small like my hand to a hoof...one time over the summer I had to ask papa to undo the transformation because I resembled a knock off satyress. Was left with horns only just once...but mostly it is my limbs, an arm or leg or hand or food, that doesn't quite seem to get the memo. Never my voice or face...just...limbs."
So at LEAST she was consistent on that front.
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