Cassandra turned away from the Gryffindor, lifting her chin, with an air of superiority. How did he not know he hurt it, I should poke him! she thought to herself.

He moved away from the twerp and practiced by himself. Being a half elf, he never really needed to use a wand, but over the years he managed to get the hang of it.

Brooke smirked and said jokingly, "I never knew how pationate you were about bugs..." She hated bugs.

Dinara looked over at her fellow housemates. She really wished they would stop talking. It would defintely lose Slytherin more points they couldn't afford to lose. She adjusted the way she was sitting and practiced pronouncing the spell in her head.

Aurora took her hands off her hidden "match/needle" and thought she would try again. When she was sure no one was looking she whisperedSlinario and pointed her wand at the object on her desk.... and ... nothing. still a wooden needle. Her mum always had trouble in this subject.. maybe... just maybe it was genetic. So, Aurora hid her needle/ match thing again and waited to see what would happen next.

Megan looked down at her match. "You will change for me little match!" She announced cheerfully. She stared at it and thought, 'Slinario'. She looked at the match. Nothing. 'Hmmm,' She thought. 'Maybe I blinked when I said the spell.' She stared at the match again almost daring herself to break eye contact. 'Slinario!' She thought again. Her match began sliver and pointy. "Yes!" She cried outloud, almost forgetting where she was. She was so close!

Kirilia eyed her match thoughtfully. She had been waiting for this class forever and she really wanted to try her hardest. She drew her wand and pointing it straight at the match she took a deep breath and concentrated hard "Slinario" she said grandly as she waved her wand at the match. She leaned over and peered at her match. Well, if she squinted one end did look a little pointy. She sighed and watched her fellow class members for abit. Most everyone else had a little trouble, too. Feeling slightly better she turned back to her match.
She concentrated on the match, picturing it in her head, running her mind over every single splinter and bump. Then taking her wand again she waved it over the match "Slinario" she said firmly, whilst picturing in her head the way she wanted her match to go smooth, pointy and silver. She was concentrating so hard she didn't even notice she had closed her eyes and was now looking at her match with her mind's eye.
Startled, she opened her eyes and stared at her match. Or what used to be her match. Instead of the little wooden splinter there was a shiny, silver, pointy... match. She shook her head and laughed. She couldn't expect to get it right straight away. Still, she thought that it was a fairly good effort.
She focussed again on her match, and prepared to try again.

'Slinario! Kat said. She tried over and over. after many trys one more "Slinario" kat looked down. Well her matchstick was no needle but it looked pointier and maybe a little silvery. She kept trying hoping to get better.

Em eyed her match warily "well here goes"she said "Slinario" it turned silver like a needle but was still a mat ch she frowned "Slinario!" she said more firmly it got thinner 'well maybe next time....'she mumbled

Jasmine, her chin in her hand, looked at her match and pointed her wand at it. Trying to concentrate,but finding it hard with everything that had happened today, she somewhat halfheartedly said "Slinario.." The match unfortunately remained a match, although it did flip over. Sighing, Jasmine tried again," Slinario." Nothing. Getting a bit irritated now Jasmine sat up straight pointed her wand at the match and said loudly and clearly,"Slinario!" The match twitched a few times, turned silver, then narrowed out into a small steel needle. There. Having completed the task asked of her Jasmine again slumped in her seat. Her mind once again filled with unhappiness.

Cora looked at her match. This whouldn't be too hard. I hope I do good in this class, she thought to herself. She pointed her wand at the match and said, Slinario. If she had not been watching, she would hae thought that nothing happened to her match, but she noticed that it became a little thinner and a little more greyish silver. Not quite a needle, but at least something happened. She tried again and this time, the match turned grey and actually started to resemble a needle. She kept practicing each time it was getting better and better.

Suzy sitting on the left side of the room, grabed her match and placed it infront of her. Suzy took a deep breath and said, "Slinario." The match turned into a needle. She was so very excited, and couldnt believe she got it on her first try. Usually transfiguration is much harder for her.

Cassandra looked at her match and sighed, 'Slinario' She thought over and over. "Slinario." She said, but she didn't do the spell, just getting the feeling of the word. She pulled out her wand, "Slinario" The match faded a tad, after around 5-10 tries, the match became a silver. After another 10 tries, it became pointed and thin. 'Finally...' She thought, she looked around the room at everyone else.

Kirilia looked over at her friends as they tried to transfigure their needles too. She smiled at them and then turned her attention back to her own match. Her attention was then caught by Jasmine and her success.
If Jasmine could do it, so could she! She turned her full attention onto the match and tried again to picture it in her head. Taking her wand, she concentrated on her picture of the match turning into a needle in her head and focussed her entire force of will upon the match, "Slinario!" she said commandingly.
As she peered down at her match she gave a cry of delight. Her match was now a beautiful silver, pointy needle. She held it up and inspected it closely. Yup, it was a needle alright, not a bit of wood or match-ness at all.
Kirilia looked over at Em and Kat. She gave them a wide grin, pointed to her lovely needle and winked.

Kat tried and tried and finally "Slinario" she looked and there was a needle. It wasn't at pointed as it could be but it ws no matchstick! Kat was excited and knew she would enjoy this class.

Cecilia samiled after the professor had given her instructions. She pictured a perfect needle in her mind's eye, carefully pointed her wand and tapped the matchstick as she said "Slinario". She smiled happily as she saw her matchstick become a perfect sewing needle.

Linda took a match from the proffesor with thanks. She took a deep breath and thought about the spell. She tried to imagine a needle in place of her tooth pick when the Proffesor said not to set yourself on fire. Now a good measure more nervous at the prospect of trying to do this Linda foucused on the needle.

Come on!!

She thought silently and then wispered, "Slinario," and thought more about the needle, after a few seconds her tooth pick began to elongate. Linda gasped but kept her eyes fixed on the needle, it stopped growing longer and grew fatter on the sides.

Oh so cool!

The shape began to change slowly and it turned a dull white. Linda sat in her seat staring at a long white knitting needle.

Well I hope that's what she was looking for.

She never thought that the professor might be looking for a thin metallic one that would be slightly smaller and Linda skwirmed. She turned her head looking for the proffesor and then picked up the needle. "I think I did it, but I'm not sure if it is what you asked for excatly,"
Even if she was nervous, her voice covered it up completely, her voice rang deep but loud and clear and every word was clearly pronounced with a strange not typical accent.

Molly eyed her uncooperative matchstick as it sat before her. She hadn't expected this to be as hard as it had turned out to be. "Slinario" she commanded, but like every try before, the matchstick was just the same. "I must be doing something wrong" she said in a whisper. Looking around the room she saw several students with needles in front of them.

Cora nodded confidently and picked up her wand. Glancing around at other students, she saw that the Hufflepuff girl in front of her had not yet managed to transfigure her matchstick. Smiling kindly, Cora stared defiantly at her own little piece of wood that lay before her.

"Slinario!" She said clearly, waving her wand over the matchstick. She frowned as it merely wobbled a little. Raising her wand to repeat the spell, Cora grinned as her matchstick suddenly began to lengthen and turn silver...

Beaming, Cora twiddled her wand between her fingers and picked up her newly transfigured matchstick, which was now a shiny needle.

"Professor? Is that right?"

Ariana held her half match half meedle and looked grim. She was going to do this or go crazy trying. She placed the match/needle onto her dsk along with her wand and began to focus all her energy into getting the spell right. She knew she could do it she just had to concentrate.

Soon her mind was at peace and she was focused on her goal, of changing the match into a needle successfully. Taking a deep clear breath she said the word in her mind ovre and over again until she had it right. Taking a deep cleansing breath again, she picked up her wand and stared at the match and said with a clear-cut voice " Slinario!"

She stared at her match and was in awe to find it slowly lengthening. Ever so slowly the brown wood of the match began to change chape; instead of a broad piece of wood there was now a thin line of metal. The tip of the match began to squash down into a pin head shape glistening in the light as the transfiguration stopped and all that was left was a shiny metal needle.

Ariana grinned proudy as she looked at it and raised her hand, "Professor, is this correct?" she asked nervously.

Bess took the match from Professor with a "Thank You''.She was quite tensed...Well,she had read about the basics of trandfiguration.....or atleast,she thought so...
"Slinario!",she said in a crisp voice....Wo!The brown wooden match changed it's form rapidly.A very pointed end appeared followed by a silvery and a slim body.The thread-hole also appeared.Bess sighed.But the only thing was....the thread-hole of the needle was not too clear...
Bess picked up her needle to take it to professor,but, "Ouch!" The needle was so sharp that it pricked Bess' thumb!.....

He finished with his caterpillar and started staring off into space. He tapped his wand against the table, lightly. He always wanted to be a drummer, had he been born without any magical qualities.

Athena took the match handed to her, and set about trying to change it into a needle. She carefully lay the match on her desk and pushed back her sleeves, carefully held her wand, pointed it at the match and said the spell, "Slinario" nothing happened.

She sighed, hopeing to not have a repeat of last year, set her resolve and again said the encantation. She was heartned to see the match give a faint shudder, and become a little bit shiny.

She smiled as she said in a clear firm voice, "Slinario!" This time the match obligingly turned into a needle.

She carefully picked up the needle and proudly inspected it, "only three tries this time!" She said quitly to herself.

'ok lets try again' "Slinario!" hmmmm maybe she pictured it in her head she saw Kirilia wink at her hmmm she closed her eyes and said clearly "Slinario!" she opened her eyes and looked at her needle-wait needle? she did it she had turned her match into a needle! "Yes!" she whispered as she punched the air she turned to Kirilia and mouthed me too

Nat looked around her and the other students practicing this spell and saw the success and failures of her fellow students. She looked at her match intensely and tried to block out all the noise and goings on around her. She waved her wand and said strongly "Slinario". She held her breathe and saw the match turn into a straight silver pointed needle. Pleased as punch with herself, she sat and watched the others around her, waiting for the lesson to move on