Afte grabbing her scarf from the common room Rene walked clamly into the practice room, she was going to practice the spells she had learned in the last transfiguration classes. The spells had stumped her and she was wanting to get them right so that to better her knowledge on how to use them.

Taking a seat closest to her she pulled out her wand and scarf and placed them onto the table. Dropping her bag to the floor to loud and it made 'SLAM' "Sorry" she said to the other students that were in the room. "Great, Im so clumsy." she said to herself.

Taking her seat she pulled out her notes from class and looked over the spells.

SPOILER!!: notes on homework

1. Vestis vellus (vestis cotone, vestis letrom) - blanket, wrap, large cloth
-Decide to practice in the transfiguration practice room. the first time was unsucessful alought it was a blanket, the next ime it was perfect.
2. Escarpa vellus (escarpa cotone) - scarf
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3. Manus vellus (manus cotone, manus letrom) - mittens/gloves
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4. Caput vellus (caput cotone, caput letrom) - hat
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5.Focalia - firewood
-Wnet outside and set up a place safe and far away. Conjured wood which wasnt that hard then sat it in fire it burn and i decide to put the fire out.
6. Incendio - fire
-I decide to take a jar with some old newspaper stuffed inside and see if i could burn it all with the spell. After the second try i managed to burn the paper completely before the fire went out.

'Vestis Vellus' the blanket spell she had managed to make a good sized blanket in class. Placing her scarf on the table as so it wouldnt be in the way when the blanket appeared. Holding her wand, concetrating on the blankets appearance and making the movement "Vestis Vellus" the blanket formed into a blanket but it wasnt like she had invisioned. "Reverto", "Vestis Vellus'' again the scarf turned into a blanket and this time it was like she wanted it to.
"REVERTO"

She grabbed her things and left the room

really long post :|
 

Cass entered the practice room and saw that a few students were there as well. She would be surprised if no one was there actually, not everyone was practiced in using Incendio. She headed for the area of the room which was the most heavily populated. The blue circle. When she got there, she sat down at the edge of the said circle and brought her wand out from inside its holster, then her crumpled piece of parchment followed as well and she was ready to go.

She pointed her wand at the area on the floor directly in front of her and said the next spell on her list. "Focalia."as she did the "X" wand movement. Then right before her eyes a pile of firewood appeared before her. "Oh, it makes firewood." She said. When she had a wonderful pile of firewood just waiting for the fire, she crossed out the spell on her list and proceeded to try out the only spell on the list that she was familiar with.

"Incendio." She said in a clear voice. Months of potions class had trained her control of the spell, and for once, she was glad she attended potions class. A small ball of fire shot out from her wand and landed on the waiting firewood which immediately caught in flames. She smirked as she crossed out the last spell on her list. She was glad she was finished.

She pointed her wand at the flames, which were crackling beautifully and said "Aguamenti." A thin jet of water sprouted out from her wand and extinguished the fire. When all that was left were ashes, she said "Scrougify." and it was as if she never even burned firewood here.

She stood up, tucked her wand back into its holster, and left the practice room with a satisfied smile. Time to work on her other homework.

Okay one spell down four to go "Auguamenti" a jet of water came from her wand and doused the fire she had made. she stepped out of the blue circle and set her stuff down near the wall she picked up the scarf she had brought to practice with and set it on the ground. Amy raised her wand and pointed it at the scarf "Vestis vellus!" the scarf had turned into a small scrap of cloth "Reverto!" now her scarf was back to normal. Okay let's try this again "Vestis Vellus!" finally it had turned into a blanket neatly folded on the ground. perfect! she crossed of that spell on her list.

yo, Professor Kingsley??????
 

Evelyn was not proud of being here. No. Quite the opposite. In fact, she was trying so hard to slip into the room unnoticed that she even believed herself to be invisible at the moment. Or at least trying to think she was.

It's not like she needed help with her spells or anything! Pfft. Well, not that much anyhow. Transfiguration wasn't a strong point of hers. But it was the fact that...she was willingly walking in here that was troubling her. And, walking towards that glowing blue circle was the longest five seconds of her life.

Being tutored was one thing, but needing supervision with a spell was another. Completely different!

Finally putting her arms down from trying to block her face from view, the Slytherin stared at the blue circle like thing around her. This was humiliating. It was a like a play pen for younger kids! Might as well try and master this spell as quickly as possible then.

Dropping her bag to the floor, she hurriedly took out her notebook and flipped to the page with the spell on it. Right. "Focalia." With the 'X' shaped wand movement, she wasn't at all surprised to see the one or two twigs dropped to the ground. It happened the last time. It was just...the fire part that she really needed help with. Once the fire started, she just had the urge to make it GROW... "Incendio."

...*staarreee*

O__O!!! FIRE! LOOKIT!

Evelyn might have slipped inside the room unnoticed, but it did not stop Destiny from noticing. And noooo, it had nothing to do with the fact that she was once again stalking her best friend. What was the reason to stalk, Evelyn told her everything anyway..right?

Right!

Moving up next to Evelyn, Destiny drew her wand, making sure to keep an eye on her friend.

Fire + Evelyn = Bad idea Professor Ruffles Kingsley.

Well, her fire wasn't that big..yet, so Destiny could practice her spells without worry, right? Merlin, she hoped so. Directing her wand in the 'X' shaped movement, she gave a quick peek towards Evelyn. Still a smallish fire. "Focalia." she said, and looking down she FROWNED. Were they..wood shavings!? What was she supposed to do with them? Pffft! Kicking them with her feet, she once again directed her wand in the 'X' movement. "Focalia." she said once more, and when she looked down..

..Voilà!

She had a board. A board much like the one she had in class; holey and thin. And she probably couldn't karate chop that one either..eh. She could light it on fire, though! "Incendio!"

Where were the marshmallows?

Having been intently staring at the fire near her feet, the Slytherin didn't even notice Destiny walk up next to her. If she did, it didn't really matter. She'd just go back to staring at the fire.

In the back of her mind, she could hear someone saying something, but that didn't matter either at the moment. Oh no, it didn't.

O___O!!

Eyes widening as the fire seemed to increase from something being kicked into it, a smile played across her lips as she stared at the flames. LOOKATIT! "Focalia." TeeheeMWAHAHA! More twigs!

Actually, this almost reminded her of winter. She just needed the gloves, mittens, hat, and blanket to complete it all! Except, she needed items to transfigure them into these things. Items that she didn't bring. Frowning, Evelyn sighed and crossed her arms, before looking arm.

MEEP! "When did you get here?" And why didn't Destiny say hello!? HMM!? Frowning, the fourth year stared at the girl for a moment before smiling once more. "May I borrow your tie?"

Oh crud!

Destiny did NOT mean to kick the wood shavings in Evelyn's direction. Sometimes it was like her feet had a mind of their own and when she says kick to the left, they kick to the right instead. Or, when she says kick in the opposite direction of Evelyn's fire, they kick IN the direction of her fire.

They are naughty feet.

Oh no!

Someone should take the wand off of Evelyn. Why was she making more twigs? The wood shavings should have been enough! But nooo! Evelyn like big fire. Pffft. Taking a few steps away from her crazy pyromaniac best friend for fear of her eyebrows singed off, Destiny decided it best to ignore her. Yup. If she burnt down the school, she was not going to be guilty by association! No Azkaban for Destiny Shepard! Just about to create more holey and thin boards since her fire seemed t be dying, she heard Evelyn speak..

..to her.

"I've been here. And what do you want my tie for? Don't you have your own?"

Hmmmm!?

With one eye permanently fixed on the Slytherin girls who had graced the room, Preston moved toward the young man who had finally come to do his penance.

"Mister Fletcher," Professor Kingsley said tightly. "How fortunate for you that I hadn't put you in detention after your stunt and cost you the whole tournament."

He raised an eyebrow at the boy, expecting gratitude. After all, the ruffled-man could have cost the Hufflepuff his shot at eternal glory.

Professor Kingsley eyed the boy and sighed, exasperatedly. "Yes, well, good showing. Pleased to see you didn't do something equally foolish in the event as you did in my class."

Preston gestured to a particularly unpleasant looking corner of the room. Te floor was sticky, caked with unknown remnants of exploded, singed and melted targets. Next to them, a bucked of soapy water and a scrub brush rested.

"I could use some assistance cleaning, Mister Fletcher. There remanants of some rather foolish spellwork."

He walked away before turning back. "Oh, and without magic, please. No gloves."

For real?

MEEP! That meant...she was losing her touch on her awesome 'i know where everything and everyone is around me' skills. If, she even had those skills in the first place. They were pretty useful in her room though. Especially in a room full of Slytherins.

"Because, you're an awesome friend who has a better tie than I do. And, I need to borrow it." Smiling, she held out her hand that didn't hold her wand, her eyes flickering to the orange and yellow flames of the fire. "Please? I'll give it back. Promise!"

And relatively unharmed.

Or she'll steal one of the other Slytherins ties and give it to her. They all looked the same! Besides, she couldn't use her OWN tie! She needed it!

Kingsley scoffed. "Obviously, Mister Fletcher, I could manage this mess on my own. Clearly, I have had every intention of you managing it, as I've left it for a few days." He smirked before moving away.

"You didn't think I'd let your stunt go without any repercussions, did you? Make sure to put a little elbow grease into it. It's rather stuck on."

That was some mighty colorful language, Preston observed, as he turned to face the boy again. "Do stop jabbering on like a poorly trained parrot before I'm forced to turn you into one, Mister Fletcher."

Flicking his wand at the now soaking floor, Preston drew a barrier to prevent the mess from soaking the rest of the practice room.

"Though, if you prefer grunting, I could potentially rearrange your features to be more trollish." He held out his wand, offering, out of patience.

"Discretion seems to be a lesson you have yet to learn, young man. I suggest you make great strides to pick it up quickly in our time together."

What, Kingsley wasn't impressed by Fletcher's inventive swears? He hadn't even resorted to any son-of-a metaphors. The boy did shut up, though, and instead just swung his head around to cast a dirty, angsty look at the professor.

Now he couldn't cuss and he couldn't grunt. How was he supposed to occupy his time here? He was a teenager; he needed to entertain himself all day long. Even while he worked.

Fletcher dropped to his knees at last, hoping that he would move more quickly and more to Kingsley's liking if he was closer to the sticky spot. He let out a little sigh as the water soaked into the knees of his trousers and started scrub-dub-dubbing, harder now. And to keep the pace up, he started humsinging quietly to himself.

"Come my little friends as we all sing a happy little working song.... merry little voices clear and strong.... come and roll your sleeves up! Sooooo that we can pitch in.... cleaning crud up in the... transfig... er... itchin..."

Damn unrhyming words.

Conjuring what looked like a putty knife that a muggle might use to plaster a wall, Preston tossed it casually toward the mess. Landing in a large portion of water, the sudsy, dirty slurry sprayed up toward the boy's face and hair.

"You might need a scraper for some of the harder goo. I'm not quite sure what they blew up in here."

The professor was getting violent now, was he?! Throwing knives at Fletcher?!! Ruining his perfect hair by deliberately splashing him?!!!!!!!!

It didn't help that the singing Hufflepuff's mouth was currently open.

"Pffffffffftttttttttoooooooooieeeee, PFFFFFFFFTtFFFDFTFTFTFttTT GROSS!" Fletcher spat out the disgusting, splashed water and shook his now-stringy hair out with an expression like a hissing, wet cat. He wrinkled his nose and glared at Kingsley once more. Rude. He could have just said, 'I'd prefer if you didn't sing,' instead of going and throwing WATER on the poor boy.

He turned his back to the professor and picked up the knife. He started furiously scraping at some goo that had the look and consistency of yellow taffy and continued with some muttering that would hopefully sound like singing if Kingsley didn't listen closely enough.

"You should know. It's your classroom."

Stare.

Evelyn was losing her touch with not knowing Destiny was around. She was sure the smell of chocolate wafted everywhere she went, and since Evelyn did not like that stuff, she should have smelt it. Oh well. maybe her friend was losing that touch, too. Meant she could be sneaky and eat ALL the chocolate she wanted!

Which she would have did, if she wasn't being asked to hand over her tie.

Rolling her eyes, she glanced at Evelyn's tie. "I'm pretty sure the tie you are wearing is mine anyway." And they got their things from the same place! They were the same! Except..the one Destiny was wearing might have a few chocolate dribbles on them, but they weren't that noticeable. Mumbling to herself, she undid her tie and placed it in Evelyn's hand. "Don't put it in the fire."

'Cause..she like needed it.

"I'm pretty sure it's not." All Destiny's ties had some chocolate stain on them. This one was clean and perfect!

Yaaayy!

Beaming as the tie was placed in her hand, the Slytherin immediately sat down near the rather large fire now and placed the tie in her lap. Alrighty! "Thank you!" Mwaha! Smirking, she quickly drew a vertical line and said, "Escarpa Vellus."

The spell she could remember. It was getting the spell right that was the hard part, and once again, it made it's point. It was still a scarf though! It was just, a Slytherin tie scarf...thing. Meh. Good enough. Wrapping it over her shoulders, Evelyn smiled before looking up to Destiny. "Can I borrow your jumper?"

Pffft.

It could have been her tie. It wasn't like they had name tags on them or anything. Did they? Destiny knew she didn't, but then again, the little bit of chocolate on all hers could been a name tag of some sort. Whatever. Sitting down beside her friend, she watched in HORROR as her nice, not so clean Slytherin tie was transfigured into a scarf. "Hey!"

She needed that!

Scoffing and mumbling to herself that she now had no tie, she started to remove her jumper, not really paying attention to what she doing. Rolling it into a nice little ball, she sorta threw it at Evelyn. "You better change my tie back. I need it."

"What?" Pfft. What else did she expect her to do with her tie? Wear it? Technically she was, but she wasn't going to wear a second tie. That would be ridiculous.

Awesome! She was getting the jumper too! As she waited, Evelyn smiled and stared at the fire for a moment, trying to remember which spell was for which once more. Meep! Flinching and turning her face away just in case the sweater hit her head, the Slytherin scoffed, before unrolling it. "Yea yea..." she muttered, raising her wand once more and creating a nice curly-q shape in the air. "Vestis Cotone."

Blanket blanket blanket!

Well, it was a blanket at least. Gray. Still not folded all the way though like it was supposed to be. But still a blanket. Mwaha! She still needed a hat and mittens though! NOO! "Destiny! Let me borrow your so-" ...

..."Wait. Nevermind." No. She was going to use her own socks.