"Papilio" Nina said as she walked into the great hall to get a quick bite to eat. She wished she knew where her friends were. But at least she was getting better at this butterfly thing. And she had them to keep her company.

"Papilio!" Now, Nina's butterflies were deffinately pink. They were still small. But Nina was small. And she much preferred small to big. So she didn't mind in the least, though Preffesor Pilliwickle might.

She began picturing much larger butterflies.

"Papilio!" They were bigger. And much more pink! Nina was getting good at this. Transfiguration may just be her favorite subject. Though she hadn't gone to the other classes she was so excited to attend.

Nina sat down and began buttering a role and grabbed an egg salad sandwich.