With all the chaos that encompassed the feast Maddox hadn't actually gotten the time to speak with the Transfiguration Professor as he'd hoped to. The seating arrangements didn't help with that either now that he thought about it, hence the long trek up to the sixth floor. For the most part, it was also like he remembered it, save the seating area here that was obviously redone. How long had it been since that old Transfiguration Professor retired anyway?

Approaching the door, he gave a few short knocks then stood there waiting. In the mean time he could have opted to sit but thought of the effort in getting back up the moment the door opened. Hardly worth it as you can imagine so standing it was.

Probably should have told her he was stopping by first, so she'd know to expect him and be here...

No she didn't want to speak to anyone, she didn't care who it was..student or staff. None of them deserved her time.

She swung the door open and glared.

"What?"

Glaring...that was a new one...maybe not so new but rather one he hadn't gotten in a while. Had he done something to offend her already? Perfectly possible but there was nothing he could think of so he disregarded the hostile look, opting for an easy smile.

"Good day Sophia, I was wondering if I could..uh...discuss a certain issue with you." Not outside where everyone could hear though, Merlin it was embarrassing enough.

"Mrs.Bellaire." She said correcting him.

Sophia was reserved for her friends and he was not his friend. She had no friends here so she needed to be called Mrs. Bellaire by everyone..or she would just not respond. Also..who was he and what did he want?

She had missed everything outside of the Slytherin table so she had no idea who he was really.

"I can't imagine what issue you would want to discuss with me...and who are you?" Shoo.

Blink. "Er...right. Apologies. Mrs. Bellaire." That could work too. Maddox wasn't one to fuss about names and it was hardly something to contest when he was here asking a favour so eh, sure, whatever she wanted. No skin off his back.

The look she gave him though, coupled with her question set him aback a little more. Wow, he must have flown even lower under the radar at that feast than he'd imagined. A relief grant you but still. "Maddox Quigley, I'm the new Charms Professor." She at least knew they had one of those right? Finding the other was no longer here wouldn't come as a surprise to her?

"And it's an issue that's a little um...sensitive...May I come in?"

"Oh right." She still didn't know what happened to the other one and didn't care to ask either. It was likely that this one would leave soon as well. Good...he was probably an idiot too.

"Make it quick...I'm busy rearranging my pictures." She stepped aside to let him in.

Bambi checked her watch and breathed a sigh of relief. She still had plenty of time until she needed to head to her next class. Luckily for her, seventh year included a lot of free periods, and this one just happened to merge with lunch which gave her the perfect opportunity she'd needed to speak with the Transfiguration professor. She'd eaten, rushed up to brush her teeth and make sure she looked presentable. Then she'd spent fifteen minutes trying to find this office.

Eyeing the closed wooden door, Bambi lifted a hand a knocked three times, loud and clear and confident. She'd been looking forward to this talk ever since she left Salem last June; she was ready. She was prepared. She needed this.

Nodding to herself, the blonde tucked her skirt in and took a seat on one of the couches. She deftly pulled out the notes she's written and rewritten over the summer and began reading, her whole body alert for any sound from the office of Professor Bellaire. Her entire future depended on this talk. Or, well, something less dramatic but equally as important. She needed to give this her 100% and nothing less.

Biting her lip, Bambi continued reading, her lips quietly shaping the words she knew off by heart. Any minute now.

There was a knock on her door and Sophia couldn't imagine who would be visiting. Boy wasn't she just Miss Popular this term? She got up from her desk and made her way towards the door.

Her eyes landed on the student sitting there.

"How may I help you?"

At the sound of footsteps behind the door Bambi practically jumped to her feet, hurriedly slipping the piece of parchment as neatly as she could with slightly shaking fingers back in her black messenger bag.

Right. Deep breaths. Now.

"Hello Professor. My name is Bambi Fleming, I'm a seventh year transfer student from Salem," she began, proud of herself for being able to keep her voice even. "I wondered if you could spare me a few minutes? I hoped to talk to you about a possible career path in the field of Transfiguration," there. She'd said it. Now there were three people in the world who knew her secret. Her best friend, Professor Bellaire and Bambi herself.

Bambi forced herself not to fidget and kept as still as she could. This was something she just needed to do, and couldn't mess it up by appearing unprofessional. Or hesitant. She was determined.

Sophia took a moment to look the student up and down before answering or letting her into the office. Every year she got at least two students who thought they had what it took to become an animagus. Some did okay and some...well...

Well....

"Very well but do not waste my time Miss Fleming." She stepped aside to let the girl in.

ooc: You may post in my office...new timeline of course

Did Angel dare, now that was the question, but it was all for learning right, she couldn't get in trouble when she was asked to find a couple of people and she just happened to come past Professor Bellaire's office, it was just an invitation waiting to happen right.

*knock* *Knock*

Angel knocked on the door and waited to see if Professor Bellaire was in, Anything for the name of Arithmancy.

Hmmmmmmmmm

Sophia went to see who it was. It had better be important because she was in the middle of grading and really did not like being disturbed.

"Ms. Valentine.....how may I assist you?" She asked folding her arms as she looked at the girl.

Angel was starting to think the Professor wasn't in when the door suddenly opened, she couldn't wait to ask the Professor what she wanted. "Good day Professor Bellaire, I hope your having a pleasant day." Angel hoped the Professor wouldn't mind being disturbed she didn't want to get into trouble.

"I hope I'm not disturbing you." Angel gave a small smiled. "I was just hoping to speak to transfiguration." Angel had no idea if the professor wouldn't mind. "I just wanted to know how hard it was learn to become an Animagus and what age you had to be?" Angel knew she couldn't do it just yet but she thought it would be cool when she was older.