Desdemonda glanced around at all the other students, thinking deeply. Some of them had made a fuss initially... and while she wasn't thrilled, either.... she would have to make the best of it. With that in mind and a slight smirk on her face, she drew her wand and traced it from her shoulder to her waist, muttering the transfiguration charm they'd learned last term under her breath and picturing an elegant dress in her mind. In place of her school uniform came a slim, elegant medieval dress robe set, made of emerald silk and silver celtic embroidery around the edges. Yes. That would do, and hopefully participation would please the professor, even if she hadn't picked a dress from the other selection. Really she didn't mind these sorts of clothes... it was the lessons on ettiquette that upset her. She stood back near the wall as instructed and waited, glancing around once more. Merlin, she didn't know anyone here... besides that Hufflepuff who had slammed right into her at the start of term.