"Yes, we're such... fashionistas. We make trash look good," Vivi grinned and followed Kurumi's lead. She didn't have exactly the concept she wanted just yet, but it was so close and she was willing to trust her instincts at this point in the creation process. She'd made a hula skirt, for Merlin's sake!

Vivi gathered materials, draping the trash bag on the mannequin and then stepping back for an inspection. Her skirt was simple and sleek, so only one layer was really needed. Tulle... oh, Kurumi! "My sister is a pro at heels, but I feel so wobbly in them. I had to wear some when I debuted last year, and I couldn't really enjoy it because I was so worried about falling over." It was distracting... and potentially mortifying. Even with a dance instructor and a coach for posture and bearing, she'd been so self-conscious.

"You can lean on me anytime," Vivi fell silent then, not because she was worried about heels, but because she wanted to focus on her skirt. The shape and texture and color and weight and all that. And the belt! "Ideas for a belt?"

Laughing, Kurumi gave the trash bags one last tug and then removed her wand from her pocket, practicing the inverted V movement a few times and then muttered the incantation under her breath a few times. "I wonder who it was that invented heels...and for what purpose. I mean, they seem to impractical. They are hard to walk in, make your feet hurt, you can't really run in them..." Kurumi mused while she wrinkled her nose. "My favorite superhero wears heels, but I don't get how fighting crime in heels is good. I mean, won't the bad guys hear you coming?"

"Same." Although Kurumi was significantly smaller than most people, so she was more of an elbow rest. So, she could be Vivi's elbow rest anytime she needed it. "You are asking me for design advice?" Kurumi said with a slight eyebrow raise. "Um...I don't know...something...narrow?" Was that fashion advice?

Finally turning her own attention to her three trash bags on her mannequin, Kurumi furrowed her brow. Could she do all the layers at once? Maybe that was being a little too optimistic. She should start with the bottom layer and see how that went and then try for a double whammy. Yep. That sounded like a good plan. Tracing one last inverted V in the air, Kurumi visualized a white tulle skirt, closing her eyes to solidify the image and then opening them once more. "Summitto vestis." The black trash bag crinckled up and began to sort of bubble instantly, but Kurumi tried not to freak out and continued to focus on the tulle skirt in her mind. After a few more moment, the material turned white and after a few more her tulle skirt was there in front of her.

Oh good. Now to do the other two layers...

It rarely happened that Cassia was excited to do a particular homework actually it never happened before. It's not like she hated doing them but she always felt that she was obliged to do them she had no other choice. However she was excited about going right now and designing the rest of her outfit. It was so nice learning how to transfigure clothes. Never did she thought that she'd be able to learn doing it and actually succeed.

So she entered the room excitedly bag slung over her shoulder and her hands pushed into her pockets. She wasn't going to waste any time to she quickly headed to where her mannequin stood with the t-shirt she lately worked on ,in. The Slytherin stood musing at the shirt before urging herself to go and get a rubbish bag .She had in around the mannequins waist before plopping herself on the floor.

The second-year retrieved a parchment out of her bag and laid it down on her lap. She looked up at the shirt and paused. It was easier having something to work depending on. It was harder to decide how to make the t-shirt because she had to start from scratch. Now she had the shirt to consider. So her t-shirt was green with stars and a couple of ornaments on it. She decided she was going to conjure shorts. She drew shorts. Then out her hand under her chin thinking of the textures and colors.

With her sketch done and her practicing done all that was left was to actually give the spell a try. She had been so rusty lately with her spellwork and did not want to get disappointed because she knew once she got frustrated that everything went down from there.

She went and grabbed a rubbish bad and placed it on her mannequin. She tried to just stare at her sketch as if she were burning it in her brain. She went over the incantation and wand movement once more in her head. It was go time.

She turned to the mannequin and imagined her skirt exactly how she wanted it to look. She shouted "Summitto Vestis." whole doing the upside down V movement with her wand. The rubbish bad changed a bit but it looked like a child had tried to make the skirt and the color was all wrong. It was more of a faded black or dark grey. Of course she wouldn't get it done right the first time. Nope, that would be too easy!

Minerva walked into the homework room. She was so glad to see the mannequins unharmed. Placing them in the hall after class she had worried Peeves would get to them or something. She never trusted that ghost, he was always up to something. Looking around she saw some people in the room already. She couldn't believe how long she waited to do this homework. She hated waiting until the last minute, but things were just so busy lately.

Minerva found her mannequin and took it to an empty table. Setting it up she pulled her bag off her shoulder and pulled out parchment. Time to figure out what to put with the outfit. Well maybe a cute jean skirt would look good with that top she thought. She looked down at her parchment and began to try and sketch out what she wanted. Not sure if she should try some designs on it or not, she decided to start just by making a skirt.

Cassia stared at the short she had drawn down on her parchment. She didn't what to add to them. Besides the pants she tried to transfigure at class weren't so good. She failed to get any textures on them. And they even weren't perfect in size at first. Though she managed to get the twp legs in the same length. Even if it took a bit of time.

So, the Slytherin tore the parchment and retrieved another one. She wasn't going to do shorts. She was going to do a skirt. The skirt should be easier as there were no legs and then she could decide on the textures ,the color and whatever she wanted to add to it.

She drew a skirt. A short one that had three vertical rectangles at the front like straps. They'd look nice she thought as she was planning on not making it tight. It had to flow. She glanced up at the t-shirt to measure the size of the skirt so it would suit the size of the t-shirt. Then she retrieved her colored self-inked quills from her bag and chose the green one. She colored the skirt.

Now she had to add some more textures besides the straps.

Once settled with a good enough sketch, Kat smiled and took a look on her sketch. It was nice enough for her already. Satisfied, she placed the parchement with her sketch inside her pocket. The Slytheirn then slipped her wand off its holster. Kat took a rubbish bag and hung it on her mannequin. There. The bag had slits and cut holes already so it wouldn't be too hard for her anymore.

Positioning herself and finally pointing her wand at the rubbish bag, Kat casted the spell. "Summitto Vestis," she said with the upside down V movement. But no spell took effect on her rubbish bag. Well, that's completely rubbish! Do again.

Uggh! Why did she struggle sooo much with the stupid spell? She was irritated and she was trying very hard to not let it get to her because she knew that it would only hurt her work and not help it at all. She tried to breathe and tell herself that she would definitely get it the next time. "Reverto." She watched as the sorry excuse for a skirt went back to the rubbish bad once more.

She tried to empty her mind completely although honestly that was pretty hard to do because no matter what she did she would get random thoughts that would flow in and out of her mind. All that she could hope for was that she would be able to minimize the thoughts enough to where she could focus long enough to get this blasted homework done.

She stared at her sketch once more and let it fill every inch of her mind. She looked back at the rubbish bag and once again imagined that it turned into the exact skirt that she wanted. "Summitto Vestis." she cried while making the correct wand movements. To her horror she watched as the bag just ripped down the middle. She didn't understand what it was that she was doing wrong. She was really close to having a full out tantrum, but she tried to compose herself. Maybe she needed a new bag...yeah. That had to be the problem. The bag was out to get her. It was the only thing that made sense.

A failed attempt. That was very embarassing to Kat. The Slytherin blushed. See? She wasn't so good with Transfiguration. But she'll get the hang of it once she's used to the spell-casting and all that jazz. She just needs practice and she'll do good. Trust her. She's exceptionally bright... for a fourteen year old and a Slytherin. Heehee.

Ok, attempt number two was on the line. "Summitto Vestis!" the Slytherin said with the upside down V movement. Her spell hit the rubbish bag in a few seconds. There was a beaming light, so Kat had to cover her eyes with her hands. Once it was gone, she peeked at her work. WHY WAS IT PURPLE?!?!?!!?!?! Mother of Salazar Slytherin, it wasn't a green skirt. It was purple jeans. EW. Kat learned to hate the color since Charms. NO NO NO. "Reverto!"

Focus more, Kat.

Reasonably the textures and ornaments on the t-shirt should be the same ones on the skirt. But in different order of course. So Cassia decided that she was going to draw stars on the skirt as well. But she wasn't sure in which pattern she was going to do it. It had to be organized and beautiful. Because she planned on wearing this outfit. It'd be a pity if she didn't use it. Not after she worked hard on designing. Besides how cool would it be if she wore something that she had made it using only her wand. Well, and a rubbish bag but she was going to keep that piece of information to herself.

Cassia carefully started drawing stars on the drawn skirt. She made sure to not do it so randomly. Though she'd make them scatter along the skirt. Star by star she did it. It was somehow harder than drawing them on the t-shirt. Probably because the t-shirt had more space while the skirt was smaller. As it was more like a mini-skirt. The outfit was for summer.

After finishing drawing the stars. She added some lines along the rims of the skirt. Then Cassia held the parchment up and looked at the final design. She nodded approvingly at the design. Though It wasn't so much just a simple mini-skirt. Now it was time to bring it to reality. She rose to her feet and started rummaging in her bag to find her wand.

Vickers made his way back towards the practice room and spotted his dummy with the board shorts-- well whats left of the board shorts. Right now its a barely clinging, ripped sheet of plastic with the edges still looking like some kind of fabric-- a semblance of the design from how the board shorts appeared in class.

He pulled his dummy at the usual spot he was working from the week before, when he was making the shirt. He ripped off the plastic bag and cast it aside, then walked over the the supply pile and picked up a handful of black plastic sheets and returned to his work area. Setting the sheets down on the table he peeled one off and set to tape it onto the dummy's waist, ripping it in the middle so he can tape it around its legs, that way it would look like a pair of pants to him, instead of a skirt kilt...

Bad purple. From now on, Kat will hate purple. It was so mean to her. She wanted green but purple was too attention-seeking that it applied itself to her skirt. BAD BAD BAD! Now Kat will have her revenge in the form of success. Oh, everyone hated it when their enemy was unsuccessful. Now this will be great.

Kat pointed her wand at the stupid rubbish bag. "Summitto Vestis!" she said accompanied with the upside down V movement. Her spell hit the rubbish bag and... it reveals a plain green skirt. A LIGHT green skirt. What?! But she wanted green! Transfiguration was being mean...

Sarah then took out her sketchpad and began to draw. First she drew two vertical parralel lines and joined on the top to make aa plain black skirt. Seemed simple enough. That was what she was going to practice on, yet she drew her other design as well. It was an A-line skirt that had the matching pattern to the top. It looked okay together, or so Sarah could see by holding up the sketch to the mannequin.

Now that her sketch was done, Sarah decided to practice the wand movement. It was rather easy wand movement, yet practice makes perfect. First she made with her wand the slant to the upper right, then she went downwards slant further right. It really seemed easy. When Sarah went up she said to herself 'they go up the mountain' and when she did the downwards slant she said 'they go down the mountain'. Sarah really felt that by practicing this wand movement she was wasting her time, so by the time she had done it 3 times she had seriously had enough.

"Alright, now to try this again." She muttered more to herself than anyone else. It seemed that was all she'd been doing. "Reverto." And with a flick of her wand the bag was back to normal.

With a heavy sigh, she tried that whole thinking thing again, though if something wasn't working it made more sense to try another method...yeah...it did...

Reaching into her bag that she'd dumped on the floor she pulled out a parchment and her quill then began doodling the design she wanted. A nice black pair of shorts--the one she drew wasn't all that tall but the wand would understand. She even went as far as to colour it in, you know, just incase the wand and mannequin liked being specific about colours and stuff. When she was done she held the quill towards the non-existent head of the over-sized doll. "You see how pretty this looks? This is what I wanna put on you so stop being difficult." Now it was the wands turn. She held the parchment mid-air and pointed the wand at it. "We've been having some communication issues, now this is what I want, you got that??"

Good. They were both properly informed so now she could continue. "Summitto Vestis!" She said, aiming at the bag again.

Then she stared at it anxiously.

He leaned back from the dummy and moved forward to tweak the plastic around the pant-legs, took a step back, moved forward and tweaked again. He did this a few more times until....

--RRRRRIIIIIIPPPPP



.... see this is the reason why he was a Wizard and not a Tailor.

His lips drew into a thin line as a string of colorfully frustrated words that his Grandmother would never approve echoed through his head. He went back to the dummy and tried to fix the tear until finally giving up and ripping off the entire garbage bag completely. It was times like these that he wished he had the manual dexterity that came with female hands, and found it frustrating with himself that although he can work with hardier materials like wood or metal things like fabric or soft plastic and sticking charms always seem to get him in some sort of mess....

Her face dropped when she saw that the most the bag did was contort into the shape of the shorts but it didn't even do it right! The length was waaay off and the front was all ugly and crinkled together. She made a face at it.

Perhaps I should have shown the bag the design too...

With an even heavier sigh she returned the bag to normal and got ready to try again. Didn't this thing know that patience had never been her virtue? She didn't have TIME to be up in this room playing with spells that weren't working and some mannequin with a strange appetite for children?

"And here we go." She shifted the bag just a bit so it fit better then raised her wand once more.

Minerva crumpled her parchment, no this wasn't working the way she wanted. Looking at the shirt she had made she had to think what would go with hit. She was more of a pants person, but she was going for something a bit different. She had done pink for the shirt not really being a pink person. So how could she make the bottoms be something different as well. A skirt would need to happen she thought and began to sketch again.

Minerva moved the quill around trying to get exactly what she wanted. Once she felt she had the blue the right way, she wanted to match the shirt some how. She didn't want pink in the skirt, but what if she did a star, since the shirt had stars. Yes, let's try the star she thought and began to draw on the bottom of the skirt. Looking at her parchment she decided that yes this would be her Skirt.

This was getting terribly ridiculous. She had seen sooo many people getting this thing right and here she was struggling to get a simply pair of black shorts right. This thing was just lucky that giving up was against everything she believed or she would have knocked it over in a childish tantrum kind of way then walked off.

SIGH.

The price of being "older" and supposedly "more mature". She would never understand the grown up world. Now seeing as the wand, the mannequin and the plastic bag all seemed to NOT be visual learners she decided to go back to what the Professor had said; saying the incantation correctly, having the right wand movement and the idea already firmly in one's head. Right.

She took a deep breath, picturing the shorts once more then tried again. "Summitto vestis!" This time even she could feel the intent in her voice as she cast the spell. Her eyes remained glued to the bag as it shifted and shrunk and twisted into what looked like the shorts she wanted.

EEEeeeeepppp!! Finally!!

"Isn't it obvious?" Vivi put her hand on her hip and tilted her head. "Men invented heels as an instrument of torture. I can't explain them otherwise." Not that she wanted to devote much of her precious time to thinking deep thoughts about heels.

Vivi turned her attention back to the Vivi-quin, or more specifically to the plastic wrapped around her lower torso. The sketch was pinned to the shoulder of the dummy, and she stepped back for one last look. Maybe it would be easier to do this with her eyes closed, but she focused intently on the picture as she drew the inverted V and murmured the incantation.

"Summitto vestis." The plastic thickened and spread, reshaping around the mannequin and taking on weight and form. She focused intently on the seams and lines, since that was really where her skirt was challenging. The fit... that would be challenging too, and impossible to eyeball.

"I meant more like... how to make the belt. Maybe I'll just use one I already have."

Kurumi sort of gave Vivi a blank stare for several moments - moments that were probably much longer than they should have been, but she was trying to sort out whether or not the Ravenclaw was being sarcastic or not. "Obviously not a Hufflepuff male," she replied, sort of laying on her own sarcasm while also not being entirely sure.

"Oh...um... probably just another trash bag? Wrap it around the waist of the Vivi-quin. The tricky part would be the buckle..." Kurumi said with a small shrug. Kurumi would probably just use the same spell she had when she had made the broach.

Attention back on her own work, Kurumi gave the lowermost tulle layer another firm tug. Alright, this was how she wanted it to look, now for the other two layers. Holding up her parchment again so it was even with her trash bags, Kurumi glanced back and forth between the two until she felt she had the image solidified in her head and then set the parchment down. Not wasting another moment, Kurumi waved her wand in an upside down V movement once more. "Summitto vestis." Mind still concentrating on the remaining two layers, Kurumi watched as the plastic wrinkled and morphed until it turned into another tulle skirt with a silky looking top layer. The design on it was just a little wonky compared to what she had drawn, but it still looked fine.

"I think I'm done for now," she nodded. Although...the prospect of heels was making her feel a little itchy.

Almost there. it was ALMOST there. She casted her spell excellently... except it had to be light green inside of green. Therefore Kat concludes that Transfiguration hates her so badly, yet she liked it anyway. Seriously? Summus Vestis was rather easier than Summitto Vestis, but lessons had to be harder so that the students can learn something. They could use this knowledge for future reference. That is true. But Kat thought of herself as a complete failure now.

"Kat," the voice inside her head spoke. It wasn't her conscience ringing. It was someone else's voice. She didn't even recognize it. But it was a man speaking. What the name of Merlin? "You know you can do it. All you've got to do is believe." The voice was soothing, but Kat didn't know who owned it.

Now with the inspiration of the message from the unknown speaker, Kat was sure she'd get this one. The last one. Pointing her wand at the rubbish bag, "Summitto Vestis!" Her spell hit the rubbish bag hard. Before the spell even hit it, Kat had hid her face with her hands. She peeked through the spaces between her fingers to see the green skirt she imagined and sketched on her parchment. Indeed, this surprised her very much. "Thank you, unknown owner of the voice," she whispered to herself...

"You're always welcome," the voice said again.

Her wand in her hand , the second-year Slytherin faced the mannequin that had a t-shirt and a rubbish bag on. She thought of practicing saying the incantation first because it had been a couple of days since she practiced it in class. And this incantation resembled the previous one so Cassia wanted to make sure not to mix them up. She retrieved her notebook from her bag and flipped through the pages until she reached the one with the Transfiguration's spells.

"Summitto Vestis!" She uttered. "Su-mmi-tto Ve-stis."Cassia repeated more carefully. And with her wand she practiced the movements without saying the incantation. She moved the wand in an upside down "V" shape a couple of time until she thought that it was enough. Now it was time for actually doing it on the mannequin.

She stood before the mannequin and held up her wand while the sketch of the skirt was in her other hand. She glanced down at it staring for a couple of moments to get it printed in her mind. To be more sure she stretched her arm out to keep the sketch in her visual field. She was still having some trouble focusing on both the incantation movement and the piece of clothes design. Also Professor Magnus said it wasn't a bad idea to have the design within her sight.

So with that position she flicked her wand drawing the "V" shape saying, "Summitto Vestis!" And the rubbish bag shrank then grew into the mini-skirt she had drawn on the parchment. Cassia stepped closer examining the skirt. And noticed that resembled the drawn one.

But why wasn't she content about it? Because she felt that she had done like the last homework. She wasn't able to transfigure the bag into the skirt without having it within her sight. She paused a bit then jabbed her wand at the mannequin saying, "Reverto." Yup she was going to try doing it without peering at the sketch.

After giving the issue more serious thought, Logan reached into his bag and pulled out his sketch book and a pencil. He had decided on a design for his pants, and hopefully it wouldn't be too busy. But then Logan did like wearing clothes with a lot of design to them, so it wasn't a big deal to him either way.

He drew the shape of a pair of pants on a new page in his book, and then went about writing 'Larry' all the way across the pants using the same lettering that he had for his shirt. This was a lot easier to do than it would be to draw llamas. It also would take a lot less time to do. When he had finished writing all over the pants, he took out the same green marker that he had used previously, and coloured the name in. There.

For the rest of the pants, he had decided to use black, so taking out a black marker, he proceeded to colour in the areas of the pants that weren't green.

Now he needed to actually create the pants on the mannequin.

Lex beamed at the shorts with so much pride it almost hurt her cheeks. This was so...so...beautiful...

Reaching over she tried running her hand along the fabric to relish in the success and pulled back immediately when she realized just how messed up the texture was.

O___O

"WHHHHAAAAAATTT?!??!! You've got to be kidding me!!!" She let out a frustrated breath, trying hard not to grab the shorts and simply incendio it. This was getting annnoooying! -___- "Reverto!" She said with a scowl. It was going great up until the texture. It looked exactly like what she wanted but she didn't want to wear whatever the heck that fabric was all over Diagon Alley so she would have to try again. This time she tapped her wand against the plastic bag and gave it a stern look.

"Summitto vestis!"

She eyed the bag as it began its little transformation for what might have been the millionth time. When it finally stopped she looked at the shorts. It looked right....she reached over and ran her fingers along the fabric. It felt right...

Okay. She was satisfied. The shorts was perfect. Now she could leave before she discovered anything else that might have been wrong with it.

Almost once the rubbish bag was back to its form, Cassia wondered if she made a stupid decision when she didn't keep the well-transfigured skirt she had just a moment ago. But no, she was convinced of what she did. She wanted to be able to do it without the sketch. Because she might not always draw sketches. What if she only imagined it on her mind and didn't want to have it on paper. She might be in a hurry and in need of some piece of clothing and doesn't have time to draw and sketch.Therefore, she was to train until she was able to perform it without the need of the design but before she got rid of the sketch she mused at it for a good couple of minutes. Just to make sure she had the design printed on her mind the way it is. Because she liked it and it suited the t-shirt so she wanted to keep it. She might not get all of the details exactly the they were. Like the textures but at least she should manage to get the general form and ninety percent of the textures. That what she was planning on.

The second-year stuffed the sketch in her pants and stood her wand in hand and her eyes locked at the rubbish bag. She kept the sketch in her imagination but she felt it fade away already. That what made her urge herself.

She took a step closer to the mannequin and swished her wand in the proper shape saying, "Summitto Vestis! " She at first didn't dare looking at the rubbish bag having turned away once she said the incantation. But then she dared her eyes to dart towards it. She smiled seeing the general form of her skirt.Looking more closely she saw ,that like she expected, she didn’t manage to get all of the details the way they were on the sketch. But most of them were alike the difference was of the scattering and the stars number and stuff. Nonetheless, she was satisfied with this result.

Cassia checked to see if she had caused any mess and cleaned up anything she had caused. Then she stuffed her wand and notebook into the bag before sliding it over her shoulder. She stood for a moment admiring the outfit on the mannequin before turning on her heels and leaving the room.

Homework done.