Proud of herself, Kat wanted to skip with joy. Finally, her hard work had paid off. Her shirt was exactly what she wanted. Oh... KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT. How happy could the Fourth Year She-snake be?! Smiling so wide, she just stared at her finished product.

Now packing and ready to leave, Kat took one last glance at her shirt. She had to go now. Her business here was finished. Maybe she could just drop by to check the others finish their shirt. But she had other homework to do. Kat then left the room, on her way back to the Slytherin Dungeons.

Now with that done, Sarah decided to move ahead. But wait, did the quality of the thing she was making not depend on skill and practice? Oh well, that meant she should practice some more.Z shape, Z shape, Z shape... that was easy and now the actual incantation...Summus Vestis She said it so many times Summus Vestis, Summus Vestis, Summus Vestis that is could not possibly go wrong. Or will it. Maybe when she actually does it she would see what there was to work on.

So now the real deal, she faced the black bag with set expression on her face, Summus Vestis went her mouth and her wand did a Z shape. It seemed a while yet soon it started to take shape. First the actual waist coat, then the buttons... then the colour. The colour was very gryffindor, it was red tartan.. very scottish. Sarah felt under it... rough... perhaps she should redo the spell and change the material? And that was sat she did. She said 'Reverto' and started again... this time, choosing a softer fabric to line the inside of the waistcoat, yet she left the outside stiff.. as tartan was meant to be stiff

Whooops.

Renesmee frowned just a bit, as she noticed Logan's pencil skidding over the page. She hadn't meant to mess his picture up, but oh well, too late now. After just a small giggle, she watched him continue to work on his design. It wasn't bad, his llama was cute, just like him.

With a nod, Ness turned her gaze back onto Logan's face. It was so gorgoeus and it made her feel all funny inside. "Yeah, I like your llama just like I like..." Umm..what was she saying? No she was not going to say she liked him. That would just be awwwkkwaaard. "I like..um..purple." Wow. Great ending. If only she had an invisibilty cloak to hide under.

Anyways, speaking purple, it wasn't such a bad idea to do exactly that to her design. Colour was sure to help when she actually did the spell no? Taking out her purple coloured quill, Ness began colouring in her shirt design, not so very neatly. She was feeling to funny to concentrate properly, and she couldn't help but look at Logan's beautiful face every few moments.

"I don't know if I like mine." She then pouted and held it out to get a better look at her now coloured in sketch.

Sarah examined her design critacally.She did not like it... and it needed a blouse to go underneath. Cue more sketching. She wanted a blouse that was button down that had a collar. It had to be white... scribble scribble scribble... and long sleeved.... scribble scribbble scribble.There she had it. The top part now looked complete, she wondered how it would go with the rest of the outfit. She looked over her sketch once more. Now this was going to be awesome.

She took the the waist coat off and put it on the side having neatly folded it. She then went to get another garbage bag. This time, more experienced she managed to open it at the right end and place it on the mannequin properly. She thought hard about the bouse she was to make and then did the spell. Summus Vestis with a Z shape and she opened her eyes and behold before her eyes the garbage bag was transforming. The bodice was done although it was lacking buttons, then the long sleeves shot out like bamboo after seven years. The sleeve even had a cuff, something that Sarah had not drawn on, yet she had pictured. Then came the buttons, nice pearls and the collar so neat and perfect. Yes this was coming along nicely.

Ethan stepped into the Homework Room, noting that it was quite full of students. He spotted a few familiar faces, but, as they all seemed to be intently working, he merely walked through the room, not wanting to disturb anyone's work. Eyes scanning the mannequins, the boy finally found the one marked as his. He frowned as he thought of his experience in class... all he had been able to produce was that dingy, threadbare t-shirt. The boy knew he wasn't the best at Transfiguration, but, Merlin... he'd think after the bazillionth try in class he'd be able to do better than that.

Perhaps it was his intent that was off. He wasn't entirely sure of what he had wanted the trash bag to transfigure into and he hadn't bothered with a sketch. Maybe that's what he needed. He stared at the bag slung about the mannequin's body and chewed his bottom lip as he contemplated what he might like. Maybe something with house colors...? After a moment's thought, the fifth year pulled out some parchment and sketched a shirt, making notes about the color and design.

Minerva walked into the transfiguration room where they were to do their homework. She looked around seeing some students already working on their homework assignments. Minerva moved through the room looking for an open table to work on. She came to one and placed her bag down and pulled out her parchment. Looking up she noticed a familiar face at the table next to her, smiling "Hey Ethan. How are you doing?"

Minerva then sat down at the table to get ready and start drawing her shirt she was going to make. "How's your assignment going?" she looked back at Ethan hoping he wouldn't mind her interrupting for a few moments.

Looking back at her parchment she tried to figure out what she wanted to do. She wanted to do something cute that she might actually wear, but something that wasn't to fancy either. Drawing was not her best thing to do, if she could just do the transfiguration then she would be fine, but she needed to have a visual of what she was going to do, so this had to happen. sighing... she began to sketch her shirt to get it exactly the way she wanted it to be.

Now that the blouse was done, Sarah put the waist coat over it. It was nice. Well okay. She cocked her head this way and that... she hoped the teacher would like it. She fiddled nervously with the outfits, adjusted the collar. She REALLY hoped the teacher would like it. She had worked hard after all... and she had practices quite a lot after all she had made a top for the topless guy made t shirts for the lions in the pep rally. Was this to show that she was a real lion. Apparently lions had a natural gift for Transfiguration.

She hoped nothing would go wrong. Hopefully Peeves would not come and mess up all their creations. That would be horrid. She also hoped that NO ONE would cast reverto on her outift, either by mistake or on purpose. She felt the dreamlike softness of the snowy white blouse, the smoothness of the pearls and the courseness of the waistcoat (she had made the interior of the waist coat soft, and left the tartan fabric course in the end). This was perfect.

She took one last look at her creation, gathered her things and headed to the door. This was awesome

Cassia sighed. It was so stupid of her to forget the wand movement. Her lousy memory so needed to be fixed somehow. Forgetting important stuff and ones that have been repeated very much like the wand movement. How many times had she preformed the spell at class. And how many times had she seen others performing it? The answer was SO MANY times. Well, at least she figured out what she was doing wrong from the first failure attempt, right?

Ok so the wand movement is a 'Z' shape. Cassia started practicing the movement without saying the incantation. She had practiced it enough times at the class, but extra practicing wouldn't hurt. And actually Cassia wanted to practice drawing the shape in the air while keeping the t-shirt's design on her mind. She needed to draw the Z shape automatically without having to concentrate. Because she needed to be concentrating on the mental image of the top that should be transfigured.

Making some swishes in the air. Cassia decided that it was enough training. She glanced at the sketch one last time and pocketed it. "Summus Vestis…." She started murmuring. "Sum..mus..Ves…tis." Ok so now she shall proceed.

Wand in hand, the second-year pointed her wand at the rubbish bag on the mannequin and swished a Z shape in the air muttering, "Summus Vestis!" The rubbish bag shrank very quickly then grew forming a t-shirt. But…..a…….WHITE one. Cassia gasped seeing the white t-shirt.

IT was supposed to be like the sketch. She retrieved the parchment from her pocket and darted her eyes from it to the mannequin. Hoping against hope that the t-shirt will yet turn into the one she had drawn. But of course that never happened. Cassia's eyebrows furrowed and she stood eyeing the mannequin. She had thought that she'd be able to transfigure the top easily and quickly. But she obviously was wrong. It was harder than she thought to have the result she intended easily. It surely needed a high amount of concentration.

Cassia puffed air outta her mouth. And pointed her wand at the lame white t-shirt , "Reverto!" She said and the rubbish bag was back on. Well, at least she was good at this spell.

She couldn't just leave Cuddles in the common room, despite the cat house this whiney snuggly cat refused to stay with Viole, Louisa's other cat. Very spoiled and bratty! The seventeen years old carried her feline in her arms, the tabby cat had her smirky victorious cat-face on, and on toward the mannequins. Hers was easily identified, seeing as her class try was screaming orange shade (very useful in the dark, Louisa figured) and with no holes for sleeves or neck. Yes, it was just a squared cloth of bright orange color that Louisa called a top.

Kneeling down Louisa dropped her kitty on the floor, eliciting annoyed meows, and stared at her mannequin. She'd taken off the arms and the neck was covered with the cloth, seeing as it was an epic fail. Since when does Louisa miss with transfiguration spells? Hmph. Sighing and shaking her head at that thought, the girl took off her backpack and plopped down on the floor by her kitty, a parchmen clutched in her hand. Trying to make an outline for a design could be helpful, right? Right.

It took her a couple of more minutes, staring and scratching her chin up at the mannequin before she noticed the lack quills in her HUGE useless bag. Internal groan. She looked around and saw a Ravenclaw boy nearby, sketching. AWESOME! "Hey, pssst!" She didn't want to raise her voice in a room full of thinking students, she might get a block to the head. She paused... grinned and coaxed her cat to go over to him to get his attention. Cuddles didn't want to approach the stranger at first but when her owner seemed so eager and showed how important it was for her (the feline) to do this mission, Cuddles proudly got off her bum and skipped over to the he-human. She nudged his foot with her head, nudge nudge.

Chuckling a little, Logan glanced at Ness for a moment before going back to work. She was just so adorable sometimes, and this one one of those times. It made him happy that she was interested in his drawing. Totally missing the awkwardness of her next statement, Logan jumped on it happily. "I'm glad you like it the same way you like purple because I know you like purple a lot." This was Super Larry the Llama and it would make for the best shirt ever.

Now it was time for him to look at her work as she said she didn't really like it much. Hmmm. Biting his lip, he tried to think of a way to maybe help her out so that she would be more pleased with it. "I like it, but if you feel that it needs more, maybe you can add more things that you like." Maybe something that related to Quidditch. Since she was the Hufflepuff Captain.

That being said, Logan went to take some markers out of his bag. His shirt needed colour, and the more the better. Completely oblivious to Ness constantly glancing at him, he began colouring in his drawing as he hummed a tune.

Right! Well this was TIME! He was going to actually use his wand and perform some proper magic. Whether it was going to go perfectly or if it was going to end up in a complete mess he didn't know but he truly hope that it was the former and not the latter.

He picked up his wand and circled the dummy a couple of times, picturing in his head exactly how he wanted it to look. He envisioned what he had drawn on the paper, thought about the dimensions of his design, the straight lines and the colours that would bring the bag to life. If this went well, he wouldn't mind keeping the T-Shirt for himself and wearing it around the school. But only if it didn't turn out like a dogs dinner.

He drew the Z in the sky in front of his bag and spoke the words slowly and clearly. "Sum-mus Vest-is" he grinned and waited for something to happen. His wait went on for a couple of minutes until he realised that it definitely wasn't going to happen. He pouted slightly and tapped his foot before sighing and having another go. "SUMMUS VESTIS" he shouted at it.

During his outburst the bag turned into a messed up sort of design with varying shades of grey being splayed out on the mis-shaped top. The Phoenix didn't turn out very well either and the twelve year old sighed. Right well now he would have to have another go.

"Reverto" he pouted and waited for it to turn back into the bag that it had started out as.

After failing to make the rubbish to turn into the t-shirt she had designed. Cassia was so irritated with herself. Because she was supposed to succeed after having trained enough time in class. She thought that once you did something it wouldn't be hard to do it again. But she obviously was wrong. The second-year exhaled loudly trying to ease her total failure feeling. She wasn't a total loser, right? She was in her second year and she'll get better. Or so she hoped. Though she'll work hard to make that happen.

Cassia reached for the parchment with her design in her pocket and kept staring at it for long two minutes, as she guessed. She had memorized the design by heart. Though she needed to memorize it by mind obviously. But maybe she could put the sketch drawing where she could see it while performing the spell. That could be easier and more helpful.

The second-year stepped closer to the mannequin and eyed the thing for a bit. Maybe if she could stick the parchment to the mannequin so she could look at the rubbish bag and at the design at the same time. YUP! That should work. Cassia beamed at her own idea and held the parchment in one hand and her wand clutched in the other hand. Fortunately ,sticking charm is something she is familiar with. Somehow it happens to be needed a lot by the Slytherin girl. Murmuring the incantation, Cassia flicked her wand and the parchment was stuck on the mannequins leg.
GRIN.

Taking a couple of steps backwards, Cassia stood facing the mannequin and smiled when she saw that it indeed was easier when looking at the parchment and the mannequin at the same time. And now it was time for some magic.

Drawing a Z shape in the air Cassia uttered, "Summus Vestis!" Her eyes focused on the sketch and the rubbish bag. The bag started stirring then turned into a t-shirt and immediately was colored green . a split second later the shapes she had drawn on the t-shirt appeared. Cassia tried not to squeak seeing her top coming into life. Not really life but you know to reality. She pivoted around the mannequin to see if the shapes on the back appeared. AND THEY DID! YAY.

Now that filled the second-year snake with joy that'd last for days. Cassia pointed at the parchment that was stuck to the mannequins and murmured. "Finite." And it fall to the floor. Cassia bent down and pocketed it. She them made sure that no papers were on the floor. They should clean after them.

Taking one last glance at her beautiful t-shirt, Cassia slid her bag over her shoulder and left the room.

Homework DONE!

Minerva looked at her drawing without thinking about it she had done it pink. PINKwhen did she ever do anything pink.. She had hated the color pink since she was little. What made her pick pink for the main color. She shook her head looking at it and turned to start over thinking she could never make a shirt that was pink, but then she thought a moment. It would be different wouldn't it. A change maybe and she had been going through a few changes this term, her friends all had boyfriends or girlfriends, she was single, she was spending more time alone and on her studies, why not try a new color maybe then she wouldn't feel so... invisible.

Looking at the sketch she decided that a few of the stars were not in the correct places so she put pink over them and started over. She wanted the stars exactly even with each other not wanting anything to look off balance. She knew she wasn't the best at drawing, but if she did it at least half way decent she would have a good visual when she changed the bag.

SO...her shirt was ALMOST THEEREEE! Just a little bit longer, Morganzo! You got this! she shouted in her head...she ahemed and cleared her throat...okay..."Reverto!" and the garbage bag was BACK. It was getting old. She was tired of seeing it!

Okay...time to...

Was that Ethan?! Her new FRIEND?! They were friends, right? Right. She shot him a smirk as he came in..."Hello there, Ethan.." she drawled, giving him a pleasant nod. "If you need help, don't be afraid to ask. I'm pretty much a genius at Transfiguration..."

Riiiight.

And he knew Minnie?! Elliot shot an eyebrow raise at the girl...stupid puffer. *Grumblegrumblegrumble*

Now back to work, Elliot! AH! "Summus Vestis!" she cried...

Oh no..NO NO NO! STUPID! The shirt was back to being just s TSHIRT! Gah! This was so irritating!

That looks about right...

Satisfied with his sketch, Ethan set his parchment down on the table and looked up as a voice caught his attention. "Oh hey, Minerva," he said not too loudly as he shot the nearby Hufflepuff a smile. "Just finished with my sketch," he answered as he held it up for her to see. "That's all I've gotten to, so far. How about you?" Looked like she was drawing as well.

Allowing her to finish with her work for the time being, Ethan decided he'd better get to work as well... If the last class was any indicator, he'd probably be here well into the night getting this spell right. Taking a deep breath, he first looked at his sketch, then at the rubbish bag. Intent was a big part of this, he thought, so he pictured the exact shape, fabric, and design in his mind. Dark blue, cotton, bronze eagle profile with wing outstretched, motto in black lettering, mediumish-large in size....

The fifth year raised his wand, swished it in a Z, and commanded Summus VesTIS... right at that moment the sudden bumping of his leg startled the boy, that he stumbled with his wand arm jarring forward sending the spell directly to Minerva's mannequin. Oops. "Sorry, Minerva."

Great... He had a hard enough time with the spell and now he couldn't even aim it at the right mannequin?! Sighing, he looked up as he heard a greeting directed his way. "Hey, Elliot." He returned Elliot's nod. "I'll keep that in mind... thanks." Ethan shot her a grateful smile... because he mostly likely was going to have to take her up on that offer at this rate.

Aw, it was just a kitty, Ethan noticed as he looked down to see what had nudged him. He bent down and absentmindedly scratched the feline's furry head before raising his wand to try again.

Wait... What was a cat doing in the practice room? Didn't they usually keep to the common rooms? The fifteen year old bent down and scooped up the cat in his arms. Please don't scratch my face. Maybe her owner was looking for her... Ethan's eyes took in the students around him, to see if anyone seemed to be obviously searching. His eyes landed on the Head girl who seemed to be looking his way... was her name Louisa? At least he thought it was. Carrying the cat, Ethan took a few steps towards Louisa and said, "Does she belong to you?"

Minerva smiled as Ethan showed her his sketch, "Oh that's really good Ethan. I can't draw to save my life." she turned back to her own drawing knowing it wasn't the greatest, but it would work. She still couldn't believe she decided on pink for the shirt color, well she felt like she didn't decide on it, it just decided on it's own. Yes that's what it was, she would go with that. Once she thought it was good enough she raised it for Ethan to see. "Like I said I'm not the best at drawing, I'm much better with a wand. Which is interesting since I lived in the muggle world until I came here." she smiled and shrugged.

Turning towards her mannequin she thought about the spell. What was it exactly again. Sighing, she looked at her notes to make sure she had it right. Looking up she was about to say it, when something hit her mannequin sending it in a tail spin on the table and then it hit the floor bouncing a few times. Minerva looked shocked at the mannequin and then turned to Ethan, "Are you all right?" she wasn't sure what had happened, she wasn't really paying attention to what was around her and speaking of around her that's when she heard the voice. Looking up.. SERIOUSLY.. this girl was everywhere all of the sudden.

Minerva didn't say anything to the annoying claw, she just looked at Ethan, "Hey Ethan, I'm pretty good at Transfiguration if you ever need some extra help." she blushed and smiled a bit. She was great in the class she had been since first term. Then she heard Elliot say about helping and she rolled her eyes not caring if Elliot saw or not. She couldn't stand the girl, trying to be the nice Puff that she was and not wanting to lose any points for something she would love to do she turned and picked up the mannequin setting it back up on the table. Walking around she looked at it and tried to visualize her own shirt that she had just drew. Now that Elliot was in there she had to get it right on the very first go. No annoying princess was going to one up her in transfiguration that was for sure.

Ugh, homework. She didn't have much, for now, but she really didn't want to do it. Call it senioritius if you will. Yep, she didn't want to do the work because it was her final year. Let's go with that.

Anyway, she walked into the special room set up for their Transfiguration homework and immediately found her mannequin from class. She pulled it over to an empty desk, sat down and pulled out a sketch book and pencil. Now, what to draw? She kind of had a vision for her shirt, but didn't know if she could do it. It was kind of complicated, after all. Finally, she just decided to go for it and put pencil to paper. Best to have a sketch to work from, even if one was using magic, right?

Louisa saw that the boy was busy with another Huffie girl, helping her out in her homework. Using her non-existent telekinesis she urged Cuddles to nudge the boy again and again... until he acknowledged the feline and picked her up. Good! The Ravenclaw girl smiled at him as he turned to her and nodded her head, "She was my messenger to you." NODNOD. "I came down here for some quiet time to do my sketching and... I don't have a pen or any quills." Puppydog eyes, "I saw you sketching so I was wondering if you have any spare to lend me?" Damsel in distress and all that? Yes? "Louisa Carter, by the way." In case he didn't remember her name.. since they should know who their prefects are naturally.

Cuddles started squirming in the boy's arms and meowed a couple of times, announcing her desire to go back and snuggle by her she-owner. Not that this he-human wasn't snuggly, he was, but Cuddles was simply in love with the she-human and even if it annoyed Louisa, Cuddles usually got the attention she wanted.

Pao tentatively pushed the door open. He wasn't sure what he was going to find in the way of a crowd. To his relief, there were only a few students. He stepped over to the corner where the pile of black plastic bags lay and picked one up before making his way around the room to find his dummy. Crinkle, crackle, snap! His cheeks grew slightly pink and he made an apologetic look. I hope I'm not distracting anyone! But really, the bag was going to make noise and there was nothing he could do about it.

Not my name, not my name... still not my name... He finally reached the right one. LOGAN MANCINI. He gave a slight scowl. "It's PAO, not Logan," he muttered. He disliked being called Logan. Only Aunt Fin-- Professor Hadley could call him that. Sighing, he 'robed' his mannequin with more crinkling and crackling, then took several steps back to start his work.

Before even drawing his wand, he sat down on the floor cross-legged style and buried his head in his hands, massaging his temples to help him think. This was the Ravenclaw logic side of him coming out, inherited from a long line of Eagle relatives. Right. Kurumi said to visualize. And he had definitely met with more success that time he had tried to. He knew that, as a first year, he was never going to be able to produce anything as elaborate as most of the other students. Well, what do I like to wear the most? That was easy. Short sleeve tees. Except when it's a bit cold out like at the pep rally.

And that's what brought him the idea. Of course! He smiled. Taking a minute to plant the image in his brain, he let it fill up his mind in exact detail. Right. Now the wand movement... He fished in his pocket and pulled it out, giving it a few practice waves to make sure he had the correct motion down. Satisfied, he stood to face his plastic bag. "Right, bag. You're gonna be a tee whether you like it or not!"

How did he remember that? Not many people took their time to remember other's favorite colours, but now if Ness thought about it she did rant about the colour a lot and if you knew her it was likely you knew she loved purple. "Yeah, I do. Purple is amazing, just like that top." she giggled and then gave him one of her small smiles.

As Logan examined hers, Ness watched him carefully almost examining him too. She wanted his honest opinion and nothing else. If he thought it was ugly, she wanted to hear him say exactly that.

Add something...maybe he was right, but then she wanted to keep her shirt simple so it would be easier to make. Pout. "I don't know..I think it would be harder to transifgure if I add more." You know because the more detail, the more focus was needed no? "I think I'll just leave it." Nod. Much easier to do.

Now for the real work, the red head headed closer to her mannequin and turned for a short second to look at Logan. "No laughing at me if I mess up, okay?" Because it was likely she'd do such a thing. She placed a paper bag onto the mannequin and examined it for just a short moment. It was perfect, no holes.

The red head pointed her wand at the paper bag and then whilst doing a zig-zag motion with her wand, quietly uttered "Summus Vest..is." The last bit was too late and as a result, her wand just emmited sparks with no real magic happening.

Sigh. Well this wasn't embarrassing. Blush.

His foot tapping impatiently as the messed up shirt design turned back into the bag it started out, Terry had decided that he would only try 2 more times before he would give up and turn in a very bad looking design. Clearly, transfiguration talents didn't run in the family, even if his cousin was the Professor. He wandered what his mother was like at it, he truly hoped that he could improve though.

The twelve year old clearly envisioned the design in his head in all its vibrancy. The colours came into view, the Phoenix design, every line and every inch of detail within, the green eye so clear in comparison to the red. It started becoming more and more real and Terry decided that it would now be time to have a go.

He drew the Z in the air, large and directly in front of the dummy, he imagined that it was working, that he had left a white pattern in the same shape where he had drawn it. He then spoke very clearly and sensibly the spell. "Summus Vestis" he closed his eyes and hoped that he was successful.

When he opened his eyes, to his utter delight it had worked very well indeed. His lips fell into a grin as he looked at his T-shirt. "Yes!" he exclaimed, he didn't have to do it again now.

Umm.. Now what? Was he allowed to just leave? He assumed so seeing as he freely walked in. The Slytherin picked up his design again and pinned it to the dummy so that Magnus could see all his work he had done at one time. He then picked up his bag and shoved it over his shoulder and wandered out of the room.

She was a bit busy concentrating on her own stupid shirt, which she was SOOO CLOSE to getting now! SO CLOSE! When Ethan...sent something to Minnie's mannequin...she smirked and rolled her eyes. "Nice, Ethan," they were friends, now, right? Right. And she had a sneaky suspicion that if she stayed close to Cora, which she planned on, she might be seeing a lot of the other 'claw...

*Smirk*

Merlin, Minnie. Seriously, didn't Elliot JUST say that to Ethan?! "Trying to copy me, are we?" she said, her casual words have a bit of a colder undertone. She hated Minnie. Well, hate was too strong a word. More like...disliked. Extremely. Not that THIS puffer had done anything to her...no. But what girl likes her boyfriend's ex?! Not Elliot. Plus, since she was a puffer, she had a reason to dislike her. There. Problem solved...maybe.

She rolled her eyes again and looked back at her own mannequin...she pictured clearly...the pretty blue shirt...COME ONE ELLIOT she was chanting to herself in her head...she took a deep breath, and smirked to herself..she totally had this! SHE TOTALLY HAD THIS!

Confidence is KEY! "Summus Vestis!" she said clearly, doing the ziiiiigzag...and...TADAAAA! It was there! her awesome shirt WAS THERE! Exactly like she wanted! YESSS! It was so preeeetty and stuff! AND it had lace! And it was silk! and it was just SOO awesome! "Yes...I finished...whooh..." she said flatly, though she was looking quite smug and impressed with herself, shooting significant looks at both MINNIEPUFF and Ethan...

Juliette walked into the homework room, frowning and dragging her feet across the floor. She was not excited about doing this homework at all, and tried to procrastinate as long as possible so she didn't have to worry about it. Her breaking point? When she looked at her transfiguration book and then the date and realized she did nothing at all. So here she was, trying to stall as long as possible. There was only one reason she did this, and it was not because she hated transfiguration. She had failed in class, her rubbish bag looking almost nothing like a sweater (in fact it looked like a rubbish bag that sprouted sweater sleeves). She was not ready to have another failure, even though she tried to stay optimistic about it and tried to practice on all of the rubbish bins she saw.

Mannequin. She now needed a mannequin. Looking around, she found hers and walked over to it, putting down her bag and looking around. Okay, so everyone seemed to be sketching, so she figured that was what they where supposed to do. Pulling out a paper and a pencil. she sat and thought. And thought, and thought. She had no idea what she wanted to do. She didn't want to do anything too elaborate, but she figured that a checkered yellow and black sweater was not going to cut it. So something not too hard, but not childishly easy either.

Getting bored of thinking and getting nowhere in her design, she started doodling on the paper, drawing a candle and the flame. Okay, so this was going nowhere and now she had a paper with a candle on it. That's great. Sighing, she decided to just continue with the candle picture, and if anything else came up it would then be doodled somewhere else.

Oh, so he was right about her favourite colour. Score for Logan! Trying really hard to keep a big grin off his face, he nodded at her. Andyoutoo." That comment was mumbled in a whisper because he didn't want Ness to overhear it and blush and tell him that it wasn't true and he was crazy. D: He was not crazy.

Chuckle. Of course she wouldn't want to add more detail because it would make things harder for her. Obviously that had never been said, but still it was implied. "Sounds like a great idea, Ness. It looks amazing as it it." Glancing down at his own drawing, Logan started to wonder if it was maybe a little too detailed. D: D: But still; he loved his Larry the Llama shirt too much to change ANYthiiiiing.

Too wrapped up in his thoughts, he missed what Ness said to him next. Not really sure what else to do, he simply nodded at her, hoping that it was the right thing to do. If nothing else, always agree with whatever a girl said. That was what his father had taught him.

Now it was time for him to actually start making the shirt that he had spent all this time designing. Getting up, he gave a big stretch before heading over to where all the plastic bags were being kept. Deciding to be safe, he grabbed a few of them before heading back to his mannequin. Placing all but one down on the floor by his feet, he proceeded to carefully work it so that it was draped over the mannequin like a really baggy shirt.

There.

Well, that was unexpected, thought Ethan as he caught a glimpse of his misdirected spell sending Minerva's mannequin spinning to the ground. "I'm fine," he replied to the Puff with a chuckle. "You?" She looked unharmed anyway, so he found his rubbish wandwork amusing... at least for the moment. As the Ravenclaw boy carried the cat over to its supposed owner, he caught Elliot's comment. "Just trying to keep everyone on their toes," he returned with his own smirk. That may not have been entirely true but he wouldn't be quick to admit he wasn't the most adept with a wand. Besides, he was starting to enjoy the girl's somewhat sarcastic sense of humor.

Oh, good... the cat did belong to Louisa... Ethan leaned closer so he could make out what she was saying. "Your messenger...?" he began slowly, then grasped her meaning as she continued. "Oh! Yes... I'm sure I have extra..." The fifth year looked down in his arms as the cat began to squirm. Oops, he sorta forgot he was still holding her and he gently set her down by her owner. "Good to meet you, Louisa," he said as she introduced herself. "I'm Ethan... McCarthy," he replied, adding his last name as an afterthought... since she offered hers and all.

Returning to his table, Ethan reached into his messenger bag and pulled out a quill. Lingering for a moment to note the progress of Minerva and Elliot, he walked back over to Louisa and handed her the quill. "Here you go... Just send your messenger over if you need anything else," he added with a chuckle. Unless it's help with the spell. That he couldn't give. But as she was a seventh year, he figured she wouldn't be asking him for that anyway.

Ethan stepped back over in front of his mannequin, noticing there was some serious tension on either side of him. He looked first at Minerva and then at Elliot. Did they know each other? Ethan decided that they must... but not in a good way. Not my business... at least not right now. So the boy went on with the homework. Summus Vestis. The wand, swished into a Z, turned the rubbish bag into... the same threadbare tshirt he had managed in class. Sigh. Reverto.

He looked up to see that his fellow Claw had finished with a quite fashionable top. "Nice work, Elliot," he said, clearly impressed and giving her an approving nod. The girl didn't exaggerate... she was good at Transfiguration. The boy tried the spell a few more times... Zig-zag wand, Summus Vestis, Reverto... because all he could manage was the same stupid threadbare tshirt... not the awesome Ravenclaw tshirt he had designed. "What am I doing wrong?" UGH.