Lucill watched her broken butterfly flap freely out of the window quite mornfully. She had grown quite attached to him.

Poor little fella.

That was the MOST FUN she had had in a very long time.SO MUCH FUN! Annnndddd they got to practice it out in the grounds for their homework? Result.

Beaming happily at the Professor, Sarah wrote down the rest of the homework and stored her wand away. "Professor Pilliwickle, I have to say this has been the best lesson of all so far.Thank you!" Still grinning she practically skipped out the door.

Iris ginned as she watched the roses attracted the attention of LOTs of butterfliies! eheh.

She listened to Pilliwickle talk and smiled sadly. She didn't want the lesson to end. Iris got up and opened the window that she was closest to, then scribbled down the homework. The butterflies flew off out the window, leaving the flowers alone. Aww.

Iris picked them up and put one of them in her bag, then walked up to the professor, "Professor Pilliwickle - this was the greatest Transfiguration lesson EVER. I loved every minute of it, it was lots and lots of fun." She beamed brightly at the short professor; holding the bunch of ranbow roses out, "So I thought you might like the flowers that I'd conjoured in lesson. Aaaand, now I think I'm going to invade... I mean, brighten up the Slytherin common room with butterflies." Iris grinned.

"Aha!" Miranda exclaimed as she finally found her wand on the floor, next to a couple of discarded flowers. She stood up, held the wand even firmer this time and took a breath to say the incantation. "Orchideous!" She almost bellowed and swish-swooshed her wand around and...her wand made a farting noise and out popped two blue orchids. "Oh!" Awesome! But, everyone else had gotten mooooore! Ah well. for a beginner, it wasn't bad, right? Heh.

And then the class was over! "Aawwww." Well then. She wrote down the homework and then put away her notebook and muggle pen, grabbed her flowers and, with no other place to put them, stuck the stems in her hair. Hehe. She watched the butterflies fly out and smiled. Oh, to be a butterfly... Oh...to be a butterfly! Oooooh, indeeeeeed. Her eyes glazed over for a moment but then shook her head.

She walked over to the Professor with a big smile. "Thankyou for an awesome lesson, Mrs. Pilliwickle!" And with a small wave, she turned and walked out of the classroom.

Freeman sniffed. "At least my plant is interesting," he said loftily. "Anyone can summon those plain old things you've got. And probably in more than one color." Forget that the person he was talking to had at least four years on him, and could probably tie his ears in a knot. "Oh, AND. The Quidditch team should wash their socks like every other sane human being. Hygiene is even more important when you sweat like an ape."

He prodded his sickly-looking bud and glanced up at the homework board. Oh, noooo! They had to make more of these?! And in public?!?

Freeman groaned.

Alexa smiled brightly at the Professor after copying down the HW and said, "Great lesson, Professor." She fought the urge to turn and stick her tongue out Lorcan.

Alexa frowned slightly at the thought of losing her butterflies, but she quickly smiled because she knew she could conjure more if she wanted to.

Carter copied down the homework. He gathered his things and packed them up. "Thanks Professor. That was a great lesson. One that I'm sure will come in handy." he said with a smile before leaving.

EEEE!!! It seemed they'd all enjoyed her lesson! That made Mildred HAPPY HAPPY!! Happier than usual anyway! Giggling HAPPILY, the elderly woman stood back and watched the little people all file out.

She even got herself another bunch of flowers! "Rainbow ROSES!" She beamed, accepting the bunch with an excited bounce. "These will look BEAUTIFUL in my office! Thank you, dear!"

Chris grabbed his pen a bit sad that the lesson was over and copied down the homework assignment. As he passed the little clouds of butterflies heading towards the open window, he reached the Transfiguration Professor. "Professor Pilliwickle, that was by far the best Transfiguration lesson I have had in my sixth years at Hogwarts!!" he beamed at the kind woman. "I will be very excited to come back for the next one." He handed her the small bouquet. "You can have these and I hope you have a great day!" and he bounced out of the room.

Ever so thankful this lousy class was over, Sebastian packed his stuff and sneakily observed the elder woman. Mmm. Maybe she would be perfect for what he needed. He was pretty sure that should he want to, he could even make Kazimeriz, or whatever the creppy old guy was called, write to his Father and tell him Sebastian was the most social student in Hogwarts.

But wasn't that too much work?

Yes. Happy Miss Pickle would be enough.

Making his bag float beside him - as if he would carry it around school -, the sixteen year old approached the staff member. "Quite an amusing lesson you've held, Ma'am. You're a precious new asset to his school." He politely said, posh accent thick as he spoke to her with the biggest smile he could master.

Arya watched as all of her butterfly's flew out the window to freedom with a small smile on her face. This was one of her favorite classes and she was somewhat sad that it was over. SLowly grabing her things she picked up one of her daisys to take with her. Turning to the professor she gave a big smile and waved. "Bye Professor Pilliwickle. I loved the class, can't wait for the next one!"She glanced once more at the butterflys leaving before skipping out of the classroom.

ANOTHER BUNCH!?

Oh, her office was going to look simply WONDERFUL! How generous these children were! "Thank you, sweetie!" Mildred called after the boy who was already bounding out of the room. Awwww.

Oh, and here came that boy who'd seemed unhappy about her butterfly conjuring. Hmph.

He seemed plenty happy now though. What a handsome smile!! "Aren't you a polite young man," Mildred giggled, giving his cheek an affectionate pat. And his hair a ruffle just for good measure. HEHEHEE! "I'm glad you had fun Mr. ..." Hm?

By the end of class Allison was overcomed with emotions. She had never ever imagined she could have created such beautiful things out of thoughts and a wand. Wiping at the threatening tears wanting to come out she grinned at her vast conjurations. When Professor Pilliwickles dismissed Allison gave a big internal groan. When she had wanted DADA to end it didn't, and when she wanted Transfiguration to last longer...it ended. Merlin was messing with time, she was sure of it.

Moving her white roses left and right, trying to find space on her desk Allison began to smile. Each time she moved a rose either the butterflies would latch on harder to the rose, or fly up and move on to another next to it. With the smell of throusands of flowers coming from all over the room Allison placed her parchment on the desk and began to write her homework.

Taking her sweet time Allison put away her homework and sighed. If she knew a way to stick herself onto her desk she would. Before putting her wand away however, Allison did the same circle movement she had done before, this time thinking of a beautiful gleaming blue rose. "Orchideous!"

On her table among her butterflies and white roses, sat a single blue rose. This she grinned at foolishly and took with her while she carried her satchel full of notes.

Walking up to Professor Pilliwickle Allison said, "Professor, this class was so cool, and...and I wanted to thank you." Allison's ears reddened at the tips and Allison offered Professor Pilliwickle the blue rose.

Before she could be embarrassed more, Allison curtsied and ran for her life, forgetting to wait for Arya and her friends.

"orchideous" Emily said, and a most amazing.... yet strange... bouquet of flowrs poped from her wand. They were all tulips, no doubt about that... but... they were strange. one was purple, one was pink, one was yellow, one was purple with pink zebra stripes, one was pink with yellow polka dots, and one was plaid with all three. Emily's eyes widened... "Uhm.. well professor it sort of worked..." Emily said, then gave her the flowers "Here" Emily said giving the professor the flowers.

Aaah! Finally! Sebastian knew that it was sooner or later before she fell for his charms. It always happened .. once he bothered himself enough to do it. It seemed like with Miss Pickle it was definitely the way to go. He just had to keep on smiling, then.

Even when she patted his cheek ... and ruffed his hair.

His perfectly styled hair. Merlin.

His free hand moved to his hair, styling it was well as he could considering he didn't have a mirror, avoiding the scowl that wanted to appear on his face. "Thank you Ma'am." Polite. Snort. "...Whitcomb. Sebastian Whitcomb. In fact, I wanted to ask you something, if that is okay."

They were all giving her flowers!! Was she going to have enough room in her office!? Mildred didn't care. There was no way she was about to decline such PRETTY gifts! No way!

"Thank you for such a wonderful lesson, my darlings!" Professor Pilliwickle called to the girls, their flowers joining her pile. BEAUTIFUL!

OOOOOOH.

His hair was SO soft and shiny! Mildred couldn't resist. Nuh uh.

She watched as he ran a hand through his hair... and then she moved to pet it again. All flat. HEHEHE! "You just DID ask me something, Mr. Whitflume!" Mildred giggled crazily, "but you may ask me something else!"

Dalanie packed up her things and left the classroom.

"Thanks so much Porfessor!"

Kellen packed up his things, excited to show his friends who hadn't made it what he'd learned. Today butterflies and flowers, tomorrow...?

He hesitated about going up to talk to Professor Pilliwickle, as students in his old school were heartily discouraged from talking to their professors once class had ended, but this was Hogwarts and pretty much everything else about it was different, so he walked up to her with a smile on his face.

"Thank you for the lesson, professor. And for the chocolate frog voucher." Not that he needed sugar at this particular moment, as he was still wound up from casting spells that worked, but when the time came for chocolate he was redeeming it ASAP.

OH PLEASE.

Sebastian knew he had amazing hair. All soft and shiny and blonde ... but it was HIS. This woman had no notion whatsoever of personal space, had she? "Well, I did, Ma'am." He replied with a small nod as he took a step back and ruffled his hair once more. Unless it was PROPERLY flattened, his hair did not look good when flat. "Would this be different circumstances, I would invite you over the Whitcomb..." He made a good point of emphasising his name. People who got their name wrong really peeved him. "... Manor for tea and scones, but alas, I suppose I'll have to visit you in your office?"

Tiberius looked up at the board and made a mental note of his homework. Looking back down at his desk, though, he wanted to give the spell one more try here.

Closing his eyes, he pictured a simply pink carnation with a long stem. Raising his wand, he made the circular motion while softly saying the incantation. "Orchideous."

Opening his eyes, he grinned. Laying on his desk was a single pink carnation, exactly as he'd pictured it. Grabbing it, he stood, threw his bag over his shoulder and raced over to the professor.

"Thanks for a great lesson! I can't wait for the next one!" He layed the carnation down near the pile of other flowers she'd been given and turned to leave.

As he hitched his bag up on his shoulder, though, one lone knitting needle clattered to the ground, but he didn't notice, having already raced out of the room before it came to rest.

Ian stared at the boy.

"I think there's a difference between interesting and smelly." There sure was - he would personally know. About the latter, anyway. "And your excuse for a flower is pretty much part of the smelly category, kid," Ian said all this conversationally and even cheerfully, as he stuffed all his belongings inside his bag. He didn't bother to write down the homework.

Trying to flatten his unruly hair without much success, the boy looked down at the flowers on his desk and then at the boy. He shoved them at the little one. "Keep them. Might help you kill off that odor." Wrinkling his nose and patting the boy's head awkwardly, Ian headed out of the classroom to ... well, he didn't even know.

Hayden was excited. Transfiguration homework sounds so awesome! she thought, and who would've know that conjuring and vanishing was a part of it. Taking the homework down she added a few notes to the bottom.

Quote:

"Papillio" - Conjures butterflies
"Orchideous" - Conjures flowers.
Vanishing and Conjuring are also types of transfiguration.

The coolest part was they had permission to PRACTICE the spells out on the grounds. YAY!

"Awwwww.....," Neptune swept up her flowers and snuggled them. She giggled right into the petals, nosing the butterflies AWAY from her flowers. They were being greedy babies, really! "Thank you, Raiden," Neptune sincerely expressed her gratitude of the gift. "TWO gifts puts you much farther ahead of the others. And flowers that you MADE!!!"

She giggled and skipped away.


"I LOVE you Professor Pilliwickle! See you soon!!"

Neptune wiggled her fingers at the pleasant professor and skipped out of the room.

Becca quickly jotted down her homework and closed her book. The she gathered everything together and began to walk out, trying not to engulf her head in a mass of multi-colored butterflies. "Bye Professor! Today's lesson was very... colorful. I enjoyed it!"

Evelyn had been daydreaming, staring at the two red roses, not really knowing that the class had been dismissed when she started to hear a weird name being said. Pillywinny? Pollywolly? Palli-what?!

'Whatever...' Finally realizing that the homework was on the board and that people were leaving, she also noticed that everyone was calling the Professor that weird name. Raising a brow, she wrote down the homework and packed everything up but she stood up. Grabbing the better looking rose, she walked towards the door, stopping for a moment in front of the Professor. "Great lesson Professorrr...Pickle." Was that her name? Shaking her head slightly at the thought, she left and went off to find somewhere quiet to maybe conjure some more flowers...