She heard someone ask for the professor and looked over. Was that...? It was a squirming cocoon. She paled and looked at her butterflies. What if she did that to them? "Professor, will this hurt them?"

Emily paled slightly as she reached out to grab one of the butterflies still flying around the flowers on her desk. This was too cruel. Closing her eyes, she pictured a caterpillar, her hand tigtening slightly as she thought of the icky creature. "Reverto." Nothing. "Reverto." More nothing. "Reverto." STILL nothing! Finally Emily lost her patience. "REVERTO!!" The yell turned to a squeal of disgust as her newly reverted catapillar was squashed in her hand.

Right.

Gold bit on her lower lip, then decided to let go of the sudden worry, and concentrate only on the pretty bits of this lesson. Such as the butterflies, she had to conjure. The thought of the little things made her feel much better, and she raised her wand.

"Papilio!"

Shimmery butterflies flew out of the tip of her wand, transparent except for a few, purple spots. They looked good enough to make anyone feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside - anyone with a love for nature or a pretty sight, that is - and Gold had to smile.

"Hey there, butterflies," she waved to them, as they flapped around her head. "Reverto!"

They .... transformed. The spell was easier to do, this time round; but Gold had still not expected it to work, right away! She smiled, but then decided she liked the butterflies better, and turned the .... transformed thingies back into their prettier, shinier form.

There.

Avery was pretty excited to be trying these spells. "Papilio!" Avery watched as monarc butterflies came out of her wand. Those butterflies were always so beautiful to her. She could have just sat and watched all the butterflies around the room, but she had come to the lesson for a reason. She needed to focus and get some work down around here. "Reverto!" Avery said pointed at her butterflies, and to her suprise she watched as all three of them reverted back to catipillars! She had done it on the first try! That was something new for her! She had made a spell work on the first try for the first time! Avery was excited, that she realized her magical powers were growing.

With his chin resting on a stack of books, Blake watched as the class turned butterflies into caterpillars and some really bizarre thingies. Like this one girl, he caterpillar had wings erupting out it's slimy body. Ick. Lifting himself back to sitting position, he picked up his wand and stared at it's tip for a moment. Hmm. Strange. The tip seemed a bit...smudged and nibbled. It was perfectly normal when he last used it. Shrugging, Blake pictured his favorite orange butterflies with yellow spots and flicked his wand. "Papilio." He muttered and within a few seconds, 3 pretty butterflies ejected out of his wand. Beaming, Blake happily looked around. Thank God, his sort of disintegrated wand didn't cause any trouble. However, things got out of hand for the sixteen year old when the butterflies didn't stop spewing out of his wand. First, 3 flew out, immediately followed by 6 more and then a rabble of orange butterflies kept oozing out. Oh my gosh. This is a disaster. "PROFFFFESSSOR PILLIWICKLE!! I NEED HELP!" He yelped as he tapped his wand on the desk, "Stop! Stop! REVERTO" He commanded but much to his chagrin, his wand continued to release more and more butterflies.

Ivory rubbed her sleeve over her forehead, trying to wipe off nonexistent sweat. It just seemed like the sort of thing to do, considering it had taken her ages to turn almost all her flowers into little rooty seeds. She'd left a few flat lillies on her desk though, just so the butterflies she was about to conjure would have somewhere to rest on.

Lovingly pushing the seeds into a little pile on the side of her desk, she pushed her sleeves back. Ready for the next challenge.

Visualizing butterflies, a good little group (herd? flock? school?) of them dancing in front of her, she brought up her wand. "Papilio!"

From the fiery tip of her wand, blossomed one butterfly after another.

Watching them flutter around before her, she couldn't resist smiling. Whenever she conjured butterflies, they never failed to remind of warm summer afternoons in her mom's garden. But now wasn't a time to reminisce. She could do that later-for now she had a task to do. But first, lifting her wand so that the small flame was visible to the little insects, she slowly waved it a bit. The butterflies almost as if mesmerized by the flame moved with her wand following her motions as if she were conducting them.

Slowly bringing her her wand down towards her desk, she watched smiling as they settled on the flower petals on her desk. That way if by any chance her spell worked and she reverted them back to caterpillars then they wouldn't be hurt by a fall.

Alright, concentrate Ivory, concentrate. she told herself.

Opening her eyes as wide as they would go,the result being the little girl looking a little bugeyed herself, she stared intently at her butterflies. Imagining them slowly devolving into their previous natural form, their wings slowly shrinking and their bodies elongating.

Her lips mouthing those words, Previous natural form, previous natural form, previous... she flourished her wand and pronounced the incantation.
"Reverto"

Well...hmm if nothing happened that just meant she wasn't concentrating enough right.

Staring intently, she tried again, concentrating on the butterfly devolving slowly."Reverto!"

At first she thought it hadn't worked but then, (if at all possible) her eyes got even wider in horror. The wings of one of her poor little butterflies we shrinking but nothing else was! Now all that was left was the body of the butterfly, wingless and writhing.

Gasping and apologizing to it on the verge of tears, Ivory looked around. What to do!?What to do?! No! The poor little thing!It was all her fault.It was never going to fly again..and then all the other butterflies would make fun of it and...GASP...how would it eat? Scratch that HOW WOULD IT LIVE?

Panicking, Ivory aimed her wand at the incomplete insect, Come on...back to butterfly, back to butterfly, BACK TO BUTTERFLY!

"REVERTO!"

Maybe it was because her intention was so strong, maybe it was because turning it back into a butterfly wasn't as hard as turning it into caterpillar, whatever the case this time around the results were fast.

From the little brown body spurted two little wings that slowly unfurled. Sighing in relief, she carefully scooted her hands under the butterfly and placed him on her shoulder. He'd been through enough trauma in one day.

Her eyes roving from one unsuspecting butterfly to another, she paused. She herself actually felt a little traumatized and wasn't sure she wanted to try this again until maybe her third year.

Trying to muster up the courage to try again, she twirled her wand between her fingertips.

"ADORABLE!" Mildred giggled, wiggling her fingers at the fluffy little critters. She did prefer the butterflies - they were PRETTTTTY - but there was no denying. Fluffy ickle caterpillars were CUTESTUFF!


"OooooOOOooh," the Professor hurried over, eyeing the twitching cocoon. Someone hadn't concentrated enough! EEK! "It's okay," Milly reassured both girls with a kind smile. "It won't hurt them one little bit.. butterflies are used to being in cocoons!" He was probably all warm and SNUG AS A BUG in there!

But -

ARRGHH!!

She was an ELDERLY LADY! NO STARTLING HER!

Mildred almost jumped out of her purple slippers - yes, she wore her fluffy slippers to class - when she heard that yelp and saw an invasion of orange butterflies.

"Finite!" She exclaimed, pointing her wand at the mayhem and stopping the flow. He had a lot of butterflies to revert now!

Well, the room was very filled with butterflies now. Lina decided there was no way she was going to have half-transfigurations. It was one thing with flowers, it was another with a creature. Although, the professor was right. It wasn't like they hadn't been in a cocoon before. Supposedly... Where did conjured butterflies come from anyway?

She waved her wand at the large group of butterflies with a very concentrated and determined "REVERTO!" She wound up reverting a lot more than she thought she would... and it was suddenly raining caterpillers. She squeaked loudly and ducked under a desk. So, there was a thing as concentrating too much.

Ella sighed in relief. Well, that certainly made her feel a lot better. She wondered where her concentration had wandered off to. "Need to be more focused.." she said with a small sigh, attempting the spell again and becoming better by every try. YAY!

Raiden opened his mouth to protest what Neptune was saying, because he was, in fact, still human... but well... it was Neptune. It wasn't worth an argument, it was a silly thing and she'd probably be vexing. So, he let it go, watching her transfigure one of her butterflies into... a winged caterpillar.

Cuuuuute.

He had finally coaxed another butterfly onto his finger, and was about to try the spell again (his sole caterpillar was crawling forlornly across his desk, obviously lonely), when... the butterfly turned into a caterpillar before he could cast.

Huh?

And then something landed on his head, and Raiden's eyes went rather wide, because it was suddenly... raining caterpillars.

Whaaaaaaaaaaat.

Holding one hand over his head to keep anymore from falling on him, Raiden tilted his head, hoping the little thing would just roll off, while his eyes settled on the culprit. Lina... Raiden suppressed a grin, because... well Neptune was going to freak out, wasn't she.

Having put a stop to the stream of butterflies, Mildred was once again circling the classroom.. having to battle through the orange mass of fluttery wings. Good thing they were so PRETTY!

But then... then she felt something hit her on the nose.. and then something else hit her..

It was like the PITTER PATTER PITTER PATTER of raindrop. Only not. FUZZY pitter patter.

Forget raining cats and dogs.. it was raining CATERPILLARS!

"Dear oh dear, oh dear!" The Professor exclaimed almost getting a caterpillar in the mouth as she spoke. "Evanesco!" With a flourish of her wand, the caterpillars on the floor poofed and Mildred heaved a small sigh of relief. She didn't want them getting SQUISHED!

"OoOOOooohHHH, this little fella survived!" She cackled happily, moving to tickle the Caterpillar on Prefect Kurimoogi's head.

TICKLE.

Evelyn was still staring at the caterpillar on Destiny's head that she was completely oblivious to everything else around her. Didn't the Slytherin know that she had some weird little critter thing sitting on her head? Couldn't she feel it?

Reaching her wand up, she poked the thing to make sure it was still alive. Well, it didn't move, soooo she poked it again. It was actually really amusing. And-

OH! There we go...it was moving now.

Thank Merlin too. For a moment she thought she killed the little thing. Not that she really cared, but the Professor might have gone all Bunz on her if she found out that happened. Good thing there was no Devil's Snare in here, but she really didn't want to be transfigured into some random animal either...

Raiden lowered his hand as the Professor stopped the caterpillar rain, and was about to touch the top of his head, right between his ears, to see if the caterpillar was still there... when the professor came closer and went after it. Sitting very still, eyes upturned toward the elderly lady, Raiden simply stared. Was... she going to take it off him, or just... stand there and touch it?

...ah man. She was going to touch his ears and stuff now, wasn't she. Raiden's gaze moved to Lina as one of his ears gave an involuntarily flick at the closeness of the Professor's hand.

"Lina's... apparently really good at this spell, isn't she, Professor."

Lina peeked out from under the desk as she heard the professor cast, to see the catapillers were no longer falling, and weren't all over the ground. With a sigh of relief she crawled out from under the desk to see the professor petting a caterpillar on top of Raiden's head. Then she heard him and blushed, looking down. Oh great, he figured out it was her. But at least he wasn't saying anything bad about it.

TICKLE, TICKLE, TICKLE.

Mildred was STILL tickling the caterpillar, but what she wanted most was to TICKLE those adorable ears the Prefect was sporting. And she wanted to tug on them too.. y'know, to see if they were REAL.

She refrained though. Just about.

"Oh, yes dear.." Professor Pilliwickle smiled, retracting her arm and offering the Slytherin girl a sweet, toothy old smile. "I think Lima's a natural at Transfiguration. And caterpillar rain." HEHEHE.

Oh... Shoot me now. Gee, this was just perfect. "Yeah, I guess so... I just didn't want to half-transfigure them..."

Raiden had slowly, unconsciously been lowering his head toward the desk, away from the hand that was after the caterpillar. He didn't get very far, however, before the nice elderly lady stopped tickling the caterpillar.

And she hadn't grabbed his ears.

This day was going well.

His ear gave another flick, and Raiden picked the caterpillar off the top of his head, placing it next to the one he'd reverted earlier. Now they could be friends! And not live a lonely, desk-wandering existence.

"You're better at it than I am, Lina," he said with a grin, pointing at the pair on his desk. "I haven't even tried doing more than one at a time."

She giggled. "Well... I think I really just put too much into it, or something." She walked over and kneeled at the desk, resting her arms on it and her chin on her arms. "They're pretty cute... when they aren't falling." She didn't even notice one crawling down a lock of her hair. Apparently she hadn't escaped all of them. "I'm really good at charms and potions, actually. Maybe it's my skill in charms that helps me in transfiguration."

BAHAHAHA!

Professor Pillowface..or whatever her name was, almost ate a caterpillar. And then caterpillars were falling from the sky, and it was just a really funny class. Destiny officially adopted Professor Pickle Le Wickle as her grandmother..since she was way cooler than her own.

Seeing Evelyn grab her wand, Destiny slowly turned to see what kind of butterflies she would come up with. But the wand didn't conjure any butterflies..it was poking something..something that was on Destiny's head!

Oh Merlin! It better not be dead!

Then she felt the sucker move. At least it wasn't dead, it WAS ALIVE! How didn't she feel something on her head earlier? And it better NOT have left any type of present in her hair. She would take a shower after class, juuuuust in case. Placing an empty hand on her head, Destiny gently removed the caterpillar so she wouldn't squeeze any type of present out of it. 'Is this yours, Evelyn?'

Butterfly attack!

Well, not really attack. Because butterflies weren't harmful, were they? Gold half-smiled as LOTS of orange butterflies flew out of the tip of someone's wand, but then things started to get a little out-of-hand, and she frowned, very slightly. Too much orange!

Maybe it would be better if she could turn some of those butterflies a shiny red-and-gold?

She had no time to act out that thought of hers, though. Because somebody - Lina, wasn't that the name? - seemed to decide that a bit of caterpillar rain would be a good idea. Gold's mouth formed into an O of surprise, as a caterpillar landed right on top of her red head.

Her beautiful, red hair.

HER BEAUTIFUL, RED HAIR!

She loved nature and all, but caterpillars were NOT allowed in her hair. The fifth year quickly plucked the caterpillar off, and gently laid it down on her palm, turning it back into an orange butterfly. Since there really weren't many more orange butterflies in the class, now.

That done, she concentrated on Papilio, and produced four or five, really shimmery, red-and-gold butterflies. "Aren't they pretty, professor?" she asked happily, as she followed her action by conjuring a fair amount of white-and-purple butterflies, and turning them into caterpillars.

This lesson felt all warm and fuzzy, again.

Which was good.

Sidney has practiced her wand movement until she is confident she can do it properly. She visualizes a single blue butterfly in her mind. The last thing she wants to do is create another shower of caterpillars. Sidney says "Papillo," and waves her wand over her desk. A a single blue butterfly flies out of the end of her wand. Oooh I did it. Now I need for it to light on my desk. The butterfly keeps flying around the room. Sidney says, "Orchideus." She swoops her wand in a circular direction over her desk. A a small bouquet of flowers in a vase appear in the desk. Sidney's butterfly lights on one of the flowers. She gets ready to perform the Reverto charm. Sidney directs her wand at the butterfly and says "Reverto." She visualizes a butterfly caterpillar in her mind. Sidney gently swishes her wand and looks down at the flowers. A caterpillar now crawls over the flowers. "I did it!" Sidney cheers.

Poking the caterpillar, seriously was extremely addicting, even though Evelyn knew that it was alive. Poking something just in general was really addicting too. But her fun was stopped short when a hand came up and grabbed the caterpillar. Awwwww!

Frowning, she realized that it was Destiny holding the little thing. Well it was on her head... "No. Not mine." she shook her head, not wanting Destiny to throw it at her or anything, so she instead turned her attention back to the little half caterpillar half butterfly things on the desk. They really looked, extremely creepy. Fat little fuzzy butterflies. Except that one there on the far end of her desk. It looked like the others, really fat...except it didn't have any of that 'fur' stuff on it. It was naked! Naked caterpillar! Jeez, does it have no decency?!!

Shaking her head, Evelyn looked around, wandering what they were supposed to do, until something caught her attention on her desk again. The caterpillar butterfly mutant things were trying to fly... Not working out so well.

Holding out the caterpillar to Evelyn, Destiny was not surprised Evelyn would say it wasn't hers. 'If it's not yours, why does it look like the one's on your desk?' Well, it didn't look exactly like the one's on Evelyn's desk, since they were all deformed looking, and that one was definitely naked.. But color wise, they were the same.

Humph. Placing the caterpillar that 'was not Evelyn's' on the desk, Destiny watched what was going on with the class. Seriously, it was getting out of hand. There were way too many butterflies and caterpillars flying and crawling around. It was like attack of the butterflies! Which gave Destiny an idea..

Pointing her wand at Evelyn, since she was preoccupied with the caterflies trying to fly, Destiny cast the Papilio spell, and watched as a bunch of white butterflies flew towards Evelyn. Attack of the butterflies indeed.

Bahahaha!

He sighed at the mess his stupid wand produced and waited anxiously for picklywickle to help him. As he yelled, the elderly professor appeared a bit startled by it but quickly made her way over to his desk. He watched with a grin as she took control of the situation. "Thanks Professor." He said graciously but worry crossed his features when she mentioned he had to convert all of these to caterpillars. Gulp. "What if my wand creates another mess?" He asked her and glanced around the disrupted classroom. Most of the students had a big mob of butterflies above their heads. Hehe.

He watched with interest when a younger girl attempted Reverto and well, she transformed all of the butterflies into squirming caterpillars. Ick. It was evidently 'raining' caterpillars. Woohoo. Just as he was about to try it himself, he felt something wriggling on his nose. A CATERPILLAR on his nose. Ew. His eyes got all wonky as he tried to look at the slimy little creature. A few more dropped on his head, meanwhile a fat caterpillar lounged on his lap. Blake frowned and removed them from his hair first, then cleared off his nose but didn't touch the chubby caterpillar. The poor thing seemed tired, he could at least lend his lap for a minute or two. Aww. Dropping the other caterpillars on the desk, he took a deep breath and converted them back to orange butterflies. But wait! Whatever he had conjured didn't look the least bit like butterflies. They were stuck between the two forms. Most of them had orange wings spurting out of it's tiny body while the rest of them did transform to butterflies but the texture of their wings were similar to that of a caterpillar's body. Whoa.

Aaand, Destiny caught her. But it seemed as if she wasn't about to throw the creepy thing at her so it was safe to tell the truth. "Well, maybe he's a wanna be caterpillar that so obviously wants to be like mine. I mean, come one. They're made from awesome. Just look at them." she said, gesturing to the ones on her desk. Hmm, so maybe she should have rephrased that a little better. For one, that totally didn't sound like the truth and two, the ones on her desk still looked mutated and they were squirming an awful lot. It was like...watching someone choke and they were squirming on the ground trying to breathe...except bug style.

"Uh huuuuh... Well, you know what I mean." Now to just do something until the Professor decides she's bored and goes on with the lesson. Which could take forever since it looks like she's too interested in these caterpillars and butterflies. Oh jeez. If it was possible, Evelyn was never going to get old. BUT, to get her mind off that, she decided to just start poking the caterpillar butterflies on her desk with her wand until they stopped moving.

Or at least until they start flying...but that didn't seem likely either.