Ellie had put her short lived success of a pillow back to normal. In the same fashion that Gold had. Mainly because it was a fantastic idea. And partly because she wanted to keep her accomplishment as long as possible.

And then she was still there. Waiting for everyone else to leave. Sitting in her seat, and tapping her wand on the desk, and staring off into space in a day-dreamy sort of way.

Aray had been so foused with transfiguring her stuffed chicken, that she didn't realize the class had ended. Blinking back into reality, she took a quick glance around the classroom and noticed students leaving, some with thier stuffed chicken, and the professor standing by the door.

Tapping her half transfigured chicken toy she said, "Reverto." The toy fully restored itself and she shoved it into her bag along with her notes. Skipping over to the chicken pin, she gave them all one more pat before skipping towards the door. "Professor, what are you gonna do with the chickens?" She asked curiously, smiling up at the professor as she rocked on her heels.

Well, Preston certainly had some idea what would happen to the chickens eventually, but no need to mention that at this juncture.

"The chickens were on loan from a farm of a former pupil of mine. I'll be holding on to a few for your final and then they'll all be sent back to their home." Preston smiled as he let the students exit. He gave one last look about the classroom, ready to lock up when he spotted a lone Ravenclaw.


Approaching her quietly, Preston leaned over. "Miss Stone, I really do need you to go. I have to close up."

Ellie snapped out of her little day dream and looked over at Professor Kingsley. Uhm..

"Er.. You said we would talk. About transforming an animagus. But.. that's alright." Yeah, not like she had really wanted to. It was just him who had said it. She'd be perfectly happy going to get a bit to eat, or walk around outside.. Or something. She'd rather, actually. But, as she said, it was his idea.

Nodding, obviously satisfied that the chickens wouldn't be sent off to a factory of some sorts, atleast that's what she assumed, she slung her bag over her shoulder. "That's good, tell your friend that they're really nice." Such good pets they would make. "See ya at the finals, Professor Kingsley. I enjoyed your class." Smiling, the young girl skipped out of the class.

Right. He'd said if she wanted to talk more to stay after. "My apologies, Miss Stone. I had only meant that if you wanted a more in-depth answer to ask after class. It is possible, but it is quite difficult." He watched her. Did she want more than that, or did she think she had to stay.

"I will let him know. Take care. It was a pleasure having you in my class." Preston smiled as she left.

Such good students this term. Even with a few hiccups.

"Okay." Ellie said brightly.

She stood up, fixed her bag on her shoulder, and put away her wand. "Good lesson." she said as she headed to the door.

Then she stopped at the threshold and slowly turned back. "It wouldn't hurt, right?" Because...well, who knows why she felt the need to ask. But no one likes to be hurt, right?

"A bit strange. Perhaps a bit uncomfortable. But not painful, no. Shouldn't be painful."

Unless of course that was the intent. Or a dark transfiguration. Or.. well. Best to just be simple.

"Have a good day, Miss Stone."

"Right." she said. "Good. See you later."

Ellie walked out. Well, that was fun and full of point. But she was glad. She didn't want to stay in a stuffy old chicken-filled classroom with a Professor anyway. Now..where would she go next...

With all the students gone, Preston flicked his wand once more, rearranging the desks and vanishing any remaining evidence that livestock had graced the classroom that day. Including the chickens - sent back to their pen elsewhere, to be picked up and returned to the farm.

And with that, Preston swept from the room, locking the door behind him.