Alyssa wiped her nose and made sure that another sneeze was going to surprise. Scrunching her nose, she rubbed it vigorously one more time.

'Okay no more sneezing, Alyssa.' she thought to herself before turning back to look at the mannequin with a plastic bag around it's neck.

Alyssa brought back the image of the waistcoat she wanted to make this time. Denim with buttons down the middle and a plaid colored strip around the waistband. Unholstering her wand, she concentrated on what she wanted to do and when she was ready, she traced a letter Z with her wand over the object and said, "SUMMUS VESTIS".

A beam of light shot out and the plastic bag squarely in the middle and when the light disappeared, in it's place was a waistcoat denim in material and exactly the way she imagined it would look.

Alyssa decided that she would keep this waistcoat and decided to get more bags from Professor Magnus. When she walked up to her Alyssa asked.

"Professor if I had two plastic bags one inside or behind the other, could I transfigure both into like a two piece sweater."

Sophie watched as Theodore came back to his mannequin and tried the spell again. Ooohhh, it worked! "Good job, Theodore!" Thumbs up! She was about to turn away and look at some other people's work when he said something about her reversing spell being wrong.

?????

"No, I don't..." Sophie looked back at him, tilting her head to the side slightly. "It worked just fine for me... twice!" She would demonstrate, but that meant she would have to reverse her colourful shirt and she really didn't want to do that...

Though... it would be a good way to practice the spell a bit more. Especially since she would try to transfigure the exact same shirt again and all. Alright, she'd give it a try... "Reverto." The brunette said, pointing her wand at the cool shirt. "See." She gestured to the rubbish bag that was now where her hippie shirt was a few seconds ago. "It's not 'Roberto', like you said before." Sophie chuckled. Oh boy, Theodore was hilarious!

Turning to face her mannequin again, Sophie tried to remember all the details of the colours of the shirt. Concentraaaaaatioon! "Summus Vestis!" She did the sharp, Z motion with her wand and a few seconds later, there was the shirt again!

YAAAAAYAYAYAYAY!! Maybe it would last longer? But she probably would have to practice the spell a loot more if she wanted to really master it!

Pao just stared at the Professor. The reversal spell is the same as usual...? Right, because he definitely knew what 'usual' meant at this school. As a first year.

He took out his wand out nevertheless, eager to start practicing magic. Sure, he'd been to a lesson already, but it was Flying. No wand needed there. A bit unsure of what he was supposed to be doing, he looked around at the other students. Some are just trying it, others are practicing the wand movement first. The second option seemed safer.

Wand in his left hand, he traced a quick Z motion. On the last portion, he lost grip of his wand. It went flying across the room, landing four feet away. He didn't notice if it had hit anyone. Cheeks tomato-red, he ducked down and dove after his wand. Upon retrieval, he slinked back to where he had been and tried not to be noticed. "Right. So... better grip this time.."

He was successful after a few tries, at which point he placed his wand back in his robe. Then the first year began to mumble the incantation. "Sum-mus Ves-tis, Summos--no, Summus. Summus Vestis.." Over and over again he chanted the incantation until it was memorized to his satisfaction. It was time to put it together now.

The Hufflepuff picked up his wand, holding it with a death grip this time. After clearing his throat, he spoke loudly, enunciating clearly. "Summus Vestis," he stated, drawing a quick Z in the air and pointing his wand at the bag-laden dummy. The cover gave a wriggle and morphed into a deformed shape, not suitable as clothing--even for a dummy.

But that was pretty good for a first try, right? I mean, I'm a first year... Which didn't solve the problem of him not knowing how to undo what he'd just cast. He glanced around, searching for a nice-looking older student to help him out. Maybe that Gryffindor Prefect he'd run into at the station? She'd been very helpful and hadn't made fun of him.

U-oh.... Stop stupid stream of water!!! Poor Lex got her shirt all soaked. All Lily was able to do after the stream of water stopped, was squeak out a little "Sorry..." before there was another person over by them.



Not... Good. The only good part about this was that this Gryffindor was offering to help...rather than getting angry. Hanging her head a bit, Lily looked up at the prefect and gave her a little nod for the drying off...even though she wasn't very wet. "I...uh....my magic hasn't been very good since... well... since the train ride." So that was why it caught fire. As for the problem with the incantation... it was a quick reaction so it wasn't much of a surprise for the third year to say the spell wrong.



O-kay... so this class couldn't get any worse could it...unless of course, the Professor noticed and came over. But while she had managed not to spray the girl who hated candy, Lily had somehow sprayed the girl's friend... so now she had candy-hating girl yelling at her too.

"I...I didn't mean to..... It was an accident because my piece of cloth caught fire!!... Because my magic is spotty ever since I hurt my wrist on the train!!" She cried out, nearly bursting out into tears and throwing her head down onto her desk.

So what now? She'd done the spell, properly, too, so was she meant to just reverse it and do it again? ...and then again? ...and then again after that? She shrugged to herself, figuring if she did have to do that, it'd at least be easier than learning something strange and new.

She'd just raised when her wand when she caught site of West out of the corner of her eye. What was he doing? He was just kind of standing there...looking like he was casting spells but not actually doing do. Dropping her wand, she approached him. "Nice job, Chaser," she said. What she was really thinking was--how'd you manage to do this before I did anyway?!

Lex Beamed up at the professor proudly. She never thought she'd admit it but it actually felt great knowing that she had done it by herself...after getting a little help of course.

...

She even said it was NICE.



With every second that ticked by Alexa could feel herself getting even more annoyed. She had worked so hard on that thing and now both she and the shirt were soaking wet. Lily was her friend, yes, but she was only lucky because Lex didn't know how to do a water spell of her own.

For a split second it crossed her mind to ask Elliot to do it for her but then the screamish Gryffindor Prefect turned to them.

Oh.

It looked like she had gotten wet too. "YES, please!" Lex had never thought the girl more useful than now. She really needed to get dry but more importantly she needed her shirt dry. Such a nice Prefect Kurumi was when she wasn't yelling at her or shooting her disapproving looks. Maybe she wouldn't give her such a hard time...maybe, but then...there was no fun in that. She changed her mind. She was grateful for the offer of help but she wouldn't make life any easier for the lion; not yet.

"Ooooo, you're not?!" Lex couldn't help but comment after Elliot had called the girl a saint and she denied it. Kurumi had to be a saint! She didn't seem like she could do anything wrong!!




Yikes.

It didn't seem like Elliot liked Kurumi very much. She herself didn't have anything against the Prefect, for one thing, she was fun to bother. Lex watched her grumble at the other girl about her already planning to get her dry. Good. One way or another she would get dry!

But then...the two started at each other...not really, more like Elliot showing Kurumi who was boss and Kurumi taking it and pretty soon the two were occupied with other things.

WAIT...

WASN'T ANYONE GONNA GET HER DRY?!





Sorry? That was it? Her shirt was now soaking wet and the two that were supposed to be getting her dry seemed to have forgotten that and all Lily had to say was sorry? Alexa hated that word because it usually was followed by the person being unable to do anything about the thing that they were sorry for.

Don't scowl Lex, keep composed.

That was more easily done when she heard that the girl had hurt her wrist. Okay, so maybe it wasn't her fault all that much. "Really? You hurt yours too?! Is it any better now?"

No, she hadn't forgotten about her shirt but that didn't mean she couldn't care!

Elliot glared at the girl some more..honestly, she was a third year, right? Shouldn't she be acting more like one than a first year?!

And then she began to cry, pretty much. Oh greeeaat. Elliot had made a girl upset..boohoo. Elliot didn't feel bad, no. She merely sighed. "It's not that big a deal, I guess. I can dry them in a snap...and if you hurt your wrist, you should really get it checked out at the Hospital Wing..." she told her scoldingly, sounding like a mother...or an annoying nagger.

Whatever, she was sounding more like her own mother every day. And she didn't like ONE BIT.



Elliot merely sighed at Alexa..."She is a saint...she just doesn't want to admit it because then it will mean she isn't one. IT's confusing, I know..." she rolled her eyes...as if she really knew Kurumi at all..except from classes and stuff.

She forgot about drying the stuff! OOPS. "Ha! I can dry you off, Alexa, just waaaait..." patience, young grasshoooopppaah!

She brandished her wand at Alexa AND her shirt...and the two were dry in not time! "See? THere."

Huh?

Huh what?

West whirled around and looked up at the professor. Was that a trick question? He tried for a trick answer, cautious. "I have a white tee shirt." And he possibly transfigured it all by himself on the first go but had no idea how to switch it back to try again? But then again, what was WRONG with a white tee shirt? Nothing! White tee-shirts were perfectly acceptable pieces of clothing!

He smiled at her innocently.

"Err... how many times should we do it? I mean, that one is okay right? Do I have to do it again?"

If she said no, then he was home freeeee.


"Oh." Sierra. "Yeah." West tried to act casual. "Its just a white tee shirt." Because, it was. And also, why would he want something flashy?

It WOULD be cool if there was a dinosaur on it though.

"What are you making to wear.... Beater?" Apparently, they called each other by positions? Well whatever Sierra Greingoth said.

Landon Hughes smiled as the Professor came over to him. At least she could hear well, that was a good thing. As she said that he could keep it he tried to not let himself hug the Professor out of excitement. "Thank you soooooo much! You're my favorite Professor, just by the way." He nodded, with a big, goofy grin upon his face. His day was made. Just like that.

He walked over to where the Professor had taken out some extra rubbish bags and picked one up, nodding to her. Yeah, he would never think about skipping out on this class now.

The fourteen-year-old walked back over to his mannequin, taking the oreo shirt off of it and placing it on his shoulder so it would stay. He then put the new rubbish bag upon the mannequin and did what he had done before. The zig zag formation and saying, "Summus Vestis". Which then changed the rubbish bag into a striped jumper. Seemed simple enough. *shrug*

"Just a white t-shirt," Sierra repeated with a nod. "Right." Just a white t-shirt that he'd somehow produced much faster than Sierra could produce her sweater. She smirked in amusement when he called her Beater. "I hope so," she said. She didn't mind playing Keeper last term, but she'd been gutted about going out on that pitch and not getting to smack a few bludgers around. Especially during the championship match.

"I made a sweater," she said. "A green one." Because pink just wasn't her thing. "I may revert it back, though, just to see what else I can get."

"Yeah." West nodded again, since that's what they were doing, and he was obviously cool like a Greingoth. "I don't define myself by my clothes." Except he liked wearing things with DINOSAURS on them. Except that. And also, "Except our Quidditch uniform." Obviously, but that was a COOL definition as provided by clothing. Yup.

"Oh of course. You and Kennedy will be beaters. Of course." West was SO sure. SURE SURE SURE. Dylan was smart enough that he would want the best beaters and that was what Sierra and Kennedy were. Forget all that other stuff. THAT was what made them a pair.

Oh a sweater? Well, winter was coming and all that.

He looked over at it casually. "Oh you might revert it. I might watch." And ... you know, subtly learn how to do that? Yeah. Sierra actually WAS really good at showing him stuff. He had learned quite a bit, magically speaking, by watching her and all.

Oh, that was what she was supposed to use? "Okay. Thanks." So she had another spell to work on essentially. Great.

It took several tries, but eventually when she had her wand right and said "Reverto" the shriveled rubbish bag went back to normal. Alright, now to try the clothes spell again. Deciding to focus on a simple black shirt she had in her trunk somewhere, she pointed her wand at the rubbish bag on the mannequin, moved it in the Z shape, and said, "Summus Vestis."

Slowly the bag morphed and turned black and seemed to change into the shape of a shirt...but then it stopped. The mannequin was now wearing a black plastic bag with one tiiiiny sleeve on one arm. Well that was...progress?

Meh.

"Reverto." The bag remained the same. "Reverto." It finally changed back into a normal plastic rubbish bag.

SIGH.

Sierra shrugged. "Eww. Me neither," she commented. "I'm no girly girl." Her facial expression looked like she may move on to talking about some other thought, but then she paused to think things over. "Well, I'm not too fond of yellow, and I do like Slytherin green. Oh, and...I'm a pretty big fan of our Quidditch uniforms, too..."

Sierra nodded at the next comment. "Of course we will. Scarlet and I are ready," she said. Scarlet--her bat, of course. She started to say something else about Quidditch, when West said something about her reverting things back to normal. It hit her then--THAT was why West was just standing there, pretending to do stuff but not really doing anything at all.

What a Slytherin.

She grinned and him then gestured toward her mannequin. She pointed her wand firmly at the sweater. "Reverto!" she said, giving another sharp point forward.

...and then she had a garbage bag once again.

Cassia stood near her mannequin watching other students work. Oh well, there was some really creative and cool stuff done. Like that older Ravenclaw…..Vector or something and another Huffie who was making something and then changing it back then making another thing. Actually some students did the spell more than once and different styles appeared each time. Well, except of course for West who seemed satisfied with his plain white T-shirt. Oh and Theo who apparently doesn't even have a rubbish bag anymore or something.

Though Cassia kinda got jealous of the other students. You now she is supposed to be good at Transfiguration. So might as well prove it by doing the spell more than once. Of course proving to herself because no one was actually concerned about others. Students were mostly concentrating on their own work. And that what she was going to do.

So enough watching! She was making some more shirts..or sweaters or whatever appeared after she said the incantation. Taking her wand in her hand, Cassia stood facing the mannequin with the stripy sweater. She mused at it a bit imagining her next style. Ok time to act.

"Reverto," she uttered making the sweater turn back into the bag. Drawing a "Z" shape she said excitedly, "Summus Vestis!"Cassia didn't look right away towards the mannequin. She took a deep breath and then turned her face slowly towards it to see if she succeeded. SHE DID! Cassia grinned at the T-shirt she just transfigured. Though it was supposed to be silver with those writings but that was fine too! The important stuff appeared. Cassia beamed at her work and stood admiring it.

ooc: hehe. fair enough XD
Kurumi felt rather awkward when Professor Magnus gave her an encouraging pat on the back. Almost brought her back to feeling like a first year instead of a sevenths year. Still, Kurumi managed to give the professor a small smile before she returned to her work. "Hopefully won't happen again." Fingers crossed, yeah?

Deciding not to comment, Kurumi went back to her trash bag and thought for a moment. She had managed a black t-shirt a few moments ago, so maybe it was time to level up and try to transfigure a black t-shirt with some sort of pattern or design on it.

But then the conversation about her being a saint continued and Kurumi's wand hand dropped to her side. She said she wasn't a saint because she wasn't. At least she didn't believe that she was. Saints were...perfect, right? Kurumi really didn't know too much about the subject seeing as it was more of a Western notion, but Kurumi DID know one thing. She was far from perfect.

Slouching her shoulders a bit, Kurumi repeated the wand movement and incantation again - somewhat half heartedly -and produced nothing short of mediocre results. Sighing, Kurumi waved her wand again, casting Reverto, and then tapped her wand against her temple. Okay...she needed to refocus and NOT think about this new not-true nickname of hers.
PERFECT DISTRACTION!

Smiling, Kurumi lowered her wand from her own mannequin and scooted a little closer to Jordan. "Hey, at least you didn't melt it like I did," she said as she gestured towards his mannequin. "You know the reversal spell?" Which was somewhat obvious that he did not by the way he had been looking around the room nervously. "Want me to teach it to you?"

EEK! Kurumi hadn't meant to make the girl feel bad! Cue some internal flailing for a few moments as Kurumi swallowed rather nervously before speaking again. "Is it because of your wrist?" Kurumi asked, pointing to it subtly with her hand. "You shouldn't let it affect you to much, if you can. Just think about those witches and wizards that can perform wandless magic. Magic is driven by our intent, so as long as you are focused and motivated...you can still produce the desired results." Hopefully this time her words came out right. Injuries did always have a way of leaving ... traces on one's confidence and abilities. Kurumi knew that much first hand.
And then there was Penelope.

Kurumi's heart had a way of almost breaking around the younger Gryffindor during moments such as these. Probably because she reminded Kurumi a lot of herself when she was younger, and even now, and how much a lack of confidence could torture oneself.

"You're improving," Kurumi leaned over to whisper to the girl. So, smile...please? We'll give you cookies!

Attention back on her own mannequin again, Kurumi traced the Z pattern in the air again. "Summus Vestis." And she waited as the trash bag glowed and eventually took on the shape of the same black cotton shirt as before, only this time there was a faint lavender stripe pattern over the chest area. It still wasn't much, but it hadn't melted and THAT was what mattered.

Since she was done with ermmm...transfiguring her garbage bad into a shirt (a decent looking one at that), Beezus decided that she'd just settle for that one. No need to reverse the spell and take chances on producing a crazy ball-of-whatever-it-was again. Nope, she wasn't too keen on spraying herself with paint either, thank you very much.

Due to this, her eyes were just following Professor Magnus around as she interacted with the students. Hmm. Some had worst experiences on their plate than her and the Hufflepuff Captain. Well, that was a consolation.

She saw Kurumi helping a few younger ones. When did she ever not? Elliot and her friends whom Beezus didn't know were also working on one side, a young Slytherin was telling the Professor that he needed another garbage bag because apparently, his first one grew legs and ran off somewhere, this one made Beezus chuckle softly. Then Sierra and West conversing casually at another corner, calling themselves with their corresponding Quidditch positions respectively. Hmm. Then there was that Hufflepuff who almost caused her trouble at Astronomy, doing the spell lazily.

Well, well, it was fun just watching these guys. More interesting things might happen, no? The Ravenclaw couldn't wait for her classmates' next racket. Heh.

Alright rubbish bag! Consider yourself a jumper!

...

That was the LAMEST pep talk ever.

Couldn't Anya practice on something not so... distracting?

Alright. She'd... just look at the... rubbish bag. She gave her wand another z-motion wave. "Summus Vestis!"

And this time. This time!

...it didn't really do what she wanted either. Yeah. That really was the worst pep talk ever.

Using the end of her wand, she poked the black sweater-dress the mannequin was sporting. Brilliant. What she'd always wanted... a dress with the consistency of rubbish sack. Although... this spell would be crazy useful if she actually got it to work.

And speaking of that helpful seventh year, she seemed to have heard his thoughts! ..or something like that. But what she said... He panicked slightly. "Er, not yet?" he said, giving the dummy a head check. They could MELT IT if they did it wrong? He didn't want to ruin it! Yes, he really needed to know that undoing spell.

But it sounded like she may help him, which gave him some relief. "Um, no. I don't really know too many spells yet. This is my first lesson!" The last bit was said somewhat defensively. He didn't like it when his knowledge about something was lacking. Perhaps it was the family Ravenclaw roots talking. "But yes, please. That would be nice." Not that there was any guarantee he could get that spell to work, either.

Harvey was dreading this, cause this meant that now the spell that he was worried about was now in someone' hands, so he would have to be careful and not annoy them too much or risk being re-dressed. He was not too fond of that now, until now he was relaxed knowing that this spell was not in her hands but now it was so he was going to be in trouble and had to be careful from now on. Now he had to learn the spell, oh wait! hehe he too was going to have access to the spell too so maybe she should be careful about annoying him too. Watch out Mins! He then watched the professor demonstrate the spell with the incantation and the wand movement as well. He watched in amazement as the black rubbish bag became a jumper, ooo that was nice, not a dress so he was saved from that at least. But it wouldnt be long before a spell for the dress would be available too *gulp*.

He decided to have a little bit of a practice to learn the spell, so he got out his wand. He first practiced the wand movement before he had a look at the incantation. He practiced the Z wand movement in the air and once he had done that he decided that he wanted to have a go at the spell cause he just wanted to do some spell work to change that rubbish bag into an item of clothing. "Summus Veztis" Z-wand motion. Suddenly the rubbish bag started changing and when it had finished changing, he noticed that the rubbish bag had not turned out the way he wanted it to. It had just changed the design of the bag and not the material, so now he had a plastic rubbish bag that had a check design.

Kurumi laughed softly and tucked a strand of her dark hair behind her right ear. "I'm sure you'll be fine, with not melting I mean. Seems to be something that I just do whenever learning a new spell," she said with a quick wink. Really, there were worse things that could happen than melting something. Kurumi had seen quite a few in her seven terms at Hogwarts.

Kurumi twirled her wand between her fingers again and looked at the Hufflepuff. "Not to worry, this spell is rather basic and with some practice you shouldn't have any trouble," she nodded. "The incantation is Reverto and you just need a light flourish with your wand." Kurumi then turned her attention to her humble black t-shirt with pale lavender stripes on the chest. "I'll show you with mine." Because he should try on his own. Kurumi then pointed her wand towards her mannequin and gave it a light flourish. "Reverto." Within a few moments the shirt was no more and it was back to a trash bag. "Why don't you give it a go?"

Hannah scowled at her friend. She didn't like not being able to something. She just had to get it right this time. "I think I just need to concentrate." She was getting herself to worked up over this whole thing and that what was causing the issues. It had to be. She took another deep breath and concentrated on that green shirt that she wanted. She could do this...it wasn't even that complicated of a task.

Summus Vestis, Hannah. You got this.

She gave the rubbish bag one last ugly look and focused. She imagined how good the shirt would look on her, and a smile played across her lips. She was going to get it this time around.

She pointed her wand and made the required Z shape while saying "Summus Vestis!" and to her amazement the rubbush bag turned into exactly the shirt that she had thought of in her mind. She was relieved that it had worked for her. She shot Elliot a matching smirk. Hannah was proud of her shirt!

Okay, so she wasn't exactly helping. She has that problem every time? Shoot, what's going to happen to ME when I learn new spells?! Visions of explosions and fireballs danced in his head. A flutter of internal panic swelled in his stomach. He simply nodded to acknowledge her statement. He didn't think his tongue would work right now without betraying the fear he held inside is over-working brain.

The motion of her wand twirling snapped him out of her mini terror. Right. Just focus on what she's saying and you'll be fine. Maybe. "Basic. Right." Reverto... flourish... maybe it wouldn't be that difficult. At least he could say this one. "Re-ver-to, right?" Because he may as well double check. He watched her perform the spell, taking special care to memorize her wand motion. He tried to mirror the motion, his wand in the opposite hand as hers. Why is no one else left-handed? It just makes things harder.

"M-me? Like, right now?" With you standing here watching me? He got suddenly nervous. What if he couldn't do it? She would think he was incompetent. He hated the thought of her thinking that about him. Why it bothered him so much he wasn't certain, because he didn't care if anyone else saw. "Er, okay.." He swiveled back around to his mannequin, clearing his throat and raising his wand in his left hand. Reverto. Flourish. Pao performed the motion and said, "Reverto." The bag just shifted lamely, still a deformed mess.

Harvey now had a blue checked rubbish bag but thats not what he wanted, so he decided to change it back to the rubbish bag that it was. "Reverto" nothing, he knew this spell why wasn't it working? he would try again "Reverto!" finally as he put a firm tone to his voice the bag changed back to the normal black rubbish bag that it was. He now wanted to try again to change that rubbish bag into the jumper.. this time he decided to go for a yellow jumper. Concentrating on the design of a yellow and black checked jumper "Summus Vestis" and the Z-wand motion. His bag started its usual change and he could see that there were sleeve looking things coming out of the bag and he hoped that it would change into what he wanted it to. But when the change finished he saw it was not what he wanted! He had a orange and black checked jumper with ONE sleeve!! As he remembered what he did when he did the incantation he realised that he had lost concentration halfway and realised that it was the loss of concentration that created a lopsided jumper. He changed it back so that he could start again "Reverto!" there was the black rubbish bag he had started with.

Kurumi simply nodded at Logan. Of course she meant him...and now...how else was he going to learn if he didn't try it himself, right? But at least he agreed to it and was focusing back on his mannequin. Kurumi leaned her elbows on the table and rested her head on her hands while she watched, mostly his wand movement and noticed that he was left handed like Takashi. Her smile didn't fade in the slightest when the spell didn't work the first time around, and he shouldn't either.

"Give it another go," she encouraged. "Practice makes perfect. Try to make a clear image of your garbage bag in your head and then cast the spell again."

Which Kurumi needed to do with this new spell. Attention back on her mannequin and its trash bag. One Z wand movement and another Summus Vestis later, Kurumi watched as the trash bag glowed and took on a new shape. This time it wasn't a cotton t-shirt, but a light sweater. Still black in color, but it was still an improvement from a t-shirt. This class, again, just solidified more that Kurumi knew nothing about fashion. Probably why she was struggling so much with this spell...no real interest.

Oh well!

That was another thing that was cool about Sierra. How she wasn't all weird and stuff. Weird in girl ways. Not that all girls were weird but they all had potential for it, didn't they?

At the mention of her bat, West subtly looked over toward the Gryffindor Quidditch captain and then back at Sierra.

But he didn't say words.

What he did do was watch her do this spell.

"Reverto." He repeated quietly. Okay. But what if he messed the changing spell up after? It was safest to keep his white tee shirt.

But he'd practice the untransfigure spell later. Nod.

And Sierra succeeds in teaching West things again.

"Nice Reverto, Sierra." The twelve year old said all casual-like.