Professor Riveroll was an animagus! That was pretty cool. Transfiguration being his favorite subject, Carl was quite interested in this ability. For now though, he had to practice the new spell - one that could change the appearance of his skin. He copied down the notes written on the board and took out his wand, ready to practice the spell.

"Mutare Pellem, Mutare Pellem, Mutare Pellem..." The Hufflepuff muttered. He tried to remember how the Professor had pronounced the incantation earlier and imitated it as best as he could. Next, he practiced the wand movement. A swish. A swish over his arm, a swish over his stomach, a swish over his shoulder.

Soon, he thought he could try the spell altogether. "Mutare Pellem!" Carl said, swishing his wand over his arm. Nothing happened. Of course, he had not thought about how he wanted his skin to change. He put his wand down and began brainstorming ideas.

What was so wrong with duck feathers? Hady really couldn't see the problem there besides the fact that it wasn't at all what Nat had been going for. Sure it wouldn't match with her friends birthday outfit that night but by then the feathers would've been gone anyhow. Laughing softly Hady watched as her fellow snake listened to her advice and canceled the spell. "See it's easy, just relax a little bit." She smiled over at her. "No, not really but it would've been funny," the teen laughed jokingly.

Watching Nat a couple of moments longer she saw that she was able to get the fur she had seemed to want and nodded her approval. "There ya go! Told you that you could do it." Large proud smile sent to her.

Now it was time to get back to practice. Or well just having some fun with it. Aiming her wand at her exposed left arm, giving it a nice swish and the clearly spoken words of "Mutare Pellem." Right before her eyes her skin began to shimmer as beautiful blue scales of a fish formed over her skin. Nothing wrong with having a little fun with it.

She did scan the room once or twice more to see if anyone else needed some help. If they did she was around.

Hmm. Looks like he’d have to ask Professor Myers about it then. Some potion ingredients react to natural forces too, but...why exactly? Jace couldn’t figure it out, and is not sold with the idea that it’s simply because of magic.

Shifting in his seat, Jace got his wand ready...and imagined what he wanted his skin to transform into. Dragon hide would be remarkable, but should it go wrong, he didn’t want his robes to suffer as well. So...a softer animal hide perhaps? The Ravenclaw thought of fur and was curious if it would help him battle the chilly air. He always found himself cold whenever winter is just around the corner.

Clearing his throat, he mumbled the incantation clearly first, and visualized the kind of fur he wanted. Ermine fur perhaps? Those were very soft and should be warm...right. “Mutare Pellem...Mutare Pellem...” With his wand, he performed the movement and clearly said the spell while retaining the image in his head. “Mutare Pellem!” In seconds, the back of his hand was covered in ermine fur...as well as his palm. Instant gloves right there! Jace beamed at his successful transfiguration and allowed himself to feel his furry hand by rubbing it against his left cheek.

Awesome!!!

Looking down at her arm she smiled at Hady. "I guess I did do it." She thought about what it would be like to be a full winged horse. Looking at Hady she chuckled, "Were you able to pick your animal you would become doing all this training?" Not something she thought she'd be interested in doing, but she couldn't help but think about it. Could she fly as a horse or was that something you couldn't do? Turning she raised her hand.

"Professor if you become an animal that flies can you fly as well?" Her mind was starting to actually think about maybe doing this, bu could she do it? Was she talented enough to do it? She always questioned her abilities and she wasn't sure if she really could or not. Looking at Hady again, "How long does it take to train to become one?" Maybe she could put her focus into that to help with things.

Turning back to her arm she swished her wand, "Mutare Pellem" Her arm had horse fur again.

"Mutare Pellem!" Kitty continued practicing the spell. It wasn't as easy as it had first seemed, or maybe that was just because she kept changing in her mind how exactly she wanted the feathers to look. Professor Felicity had said to visualize what they were changing their skin into, but the image in Kitty's head kept changing.

"Mutare Pellem." She pictured simple black feathers as she waved her wand. At the last second she hesitated and wondered whether they should have blue or purple spots on them. A strange tingling sensation from her head vanished as soon as it came. Kitty touched her head to be sure there were no feathers. Nope. Not yet.

But what if...

...what if she didn't use black? Since she goth black was the first color that came to her mind. But her hair was already black. Black feathers would surely look cool but would it be the best combination?

"Mutare Pellem!" Kitty said and she swirled and twirled her wand. White feathers sprouted from the top of her hand, a double row of white on her raven haired head.

Oh...dear...Merlin....

Paige's eyes widened when she saw the bubbling of her skin continue - a FAR cry from fluffy white feathers - and bit down hard on her lower lip to prevent herself from squeaking or making any other sort of noise that may distract others. Not to mention draw attention to herself and her, um, situation.

Oh...dear...Merlin....

Wand out and in preparation to reverse the spell before it got TOO far, Paige ended up dropping her wand when she saw the bubbles elongate and drip down through the gaps between her fingers and over either side of the back of her hand towards the floor like melted plastic. THOSE WERE NOT FEATHERS EITHER! Or perhaps she needed to readminister the spell and this was an in-between stage? "Mutare Pellem," she mumbled, a bit unconvincingly AND against her better judgement.

Nope. NOPE. Definitely NOT.

In fact she was only speeding up the process now, her skin stretching and elongating off the back of her hand like maple syrup dripping over the edge of pancakes.

"Oh oh oh oh oh," she muttered to herself as she threw herself to her knees and scrambled towards her wand that had rolled a little bit away from her across the classroom floor. The silver lining of this was that her drippy skin was NOT painful.

At least not yet.

Where was her bloody wand!?

Yes, Professor Riverroll was right, most of them were not going to get this the first try. But Kat had really given it all thbat she had.

She was not going to give up though, that was one that she wouldn't do. Lots of others wasn't getting it, she was not going to sweat it. Again, she swished her wand, maybe she was swishing too much or maybe it wasn't enough, Swish swish

Thinking about storms white long fur again, she swished her wand over a small area of her arm and said, "Mutare Pellem" Annnnd Nothing..... nothing,..... wait, there was three strands of long white cat fur on her arm.

Ugh... she still was not satisfied with it . She raised her hand. "Professor are scales or simpler to transform than fur, or does the texture make it harder to transform?" She was just curious maybe she bit off more than she could chew with the cat fur. No Cat!Kat, Maybe Lizard!Kat.

Figuring he had at least the pronunciation of the spell down correctly, Henry looked up as the professor answered some of the questions, his included. Okay, so it was primarily intent and visualization. That was sort of what he had thought but it was good to be confirmed by the expert. But he thought it somewhat of a vague answer to his own question, even if he did figure the Reverto part. Henry supposed he'd just have to try it for himself to see how long he could make it last. Providing he could perform the spell in the first place, of course.

He watched with interest as Professor Riveroll then demonstrated the transfiguration spell on her own arm for the class. Oh, that really was cool. Yeah, he would like to learn how to do that for himself... but there was the dilemma of just which animal skin- or fur or feathers, for that matter - that he wanted to change his skin into. There were just so many choices and Henry had to think for a moment. And look to see what everyone else was doing. Maybe some sort of big cat... like a leopard.

Pulling up his sleeve, Henry swished his wand over his left arm a few times, just to practice that motion again. "Mutare Pellem!" Swish! He peered down at the skin on his arm. Did it.. shimmer somewhat? Maybe, or maybe his eyes were playing tricks on him because it remained human skin. Another try.

The incantation seemed easy enough to master, and indeed, the Hufflepuff managed that without too much difficulty. And the wand movement too. But what he wasn't sure about was the execution, but the thing about self-transfiguration was that it was a huge risk. And he couldn't let self-doubt cloud his focus. So. "Mutare Pellem." The first time? Nothing. The second time, a single scale where the tuft of hair that had once sat on his finger was.

The third? A full-out falcon claw. Sufficiently satisfied with himself, he revertoed it and started thinking on what would be a safe thing to attempt. Something that wouldn't accidentally cause death. But that was when he heard Paige.

And the thing was that while Brian had always been a little better at Transfiguration than he had at Charms - likely because he held it with much higher regard than the other significantly more frivolous subject - he knew that his best friend certainly was not. And that she did actually struggle. And that - well. Uh. He should probably check on her and make sure she didn't accidentally vanish her entire arm and -

Wait, WHAT?

Jumping over desks from his customary seat at the back of the class, Brian's wand was out and casting revertos at Paige Skeeter's hand like a mantra. A prayer. Because this skin-dripping-like-wax thing was definitely not a good thing. And something he should probably take down to the Healer or something.

"PROFESSOR. SOMETHING'S WRONG."

And no, that wasn't a question. Or very polite. But hey, it was his best friend and Hufflepuff loyalty was kicking in with full swing.

One moment she was practicing her spell, having little to zero success (let's be honest, she was full of suck at Transfiguration), and in the next...? Someone was SHOUTING OUT about something being wrong. With natural instincts being what they were, Olivia's very blonde head whipped around with a snap, eyes falling onto Paige's .... MELTING ... hand?

What, whut?

O____o

Usually, this sort of thing would've appeared cool. Interesting, even... but the way her hand was basically slipping off, was kinda.... Well, it was the stuff of nightmares. Honestly. She was reminded of that horror film House of Wax. It was muggle and totally gross.

Olivia suddenly didn't want to do this spell anymore. The desire had evaporated totally.

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The incantation seemed easy enough to master, and indeed, the Hufflepuff managed that without too much difficulty. And the wand movement too. But what he wasn't sure about was the execution, but the thing about self-transfiguration was that it was a huge risk. And he couldn't let self-doubt cloud his focus. So. "Mutare Pellem." The first time? Nothing. The second time, a single scale where the tuft of hair that had once sat on his finger was.

The third? A full-out falcon claw. Sufficiently satisfied with himself, he revertoed it and started thinking on what would be a safe thing to attempt. Something that wouldn't accidentally cause death. But that was when he heard Paige.

And the thing was that while Brian had always been a little better at Transfiguration than he had at Charms - likely because he held it with much higher regard than the other significantly more frivolous subject - he knew that his best friend certainly was not. And that she did actually struggle. And that - well. Uh. He should probably check on her and make sure she didn't accidentally vanish her entire arm and -

Wait, WHAT?

Jumping over desks from his customary seat at the back of the class, Brian's wand was out and casting revertos at Paige Skeeter's hand like a mantra. A prayer. Because this skin-dripping-like-wax thing was definitely not a good thing. And something he should probably take down to the Healer or something.

"PROFESSOR. SOMETHING'S WRONG."

And no, that wasn't a question. Or very polite. But hey, it was his best friend and Hufflepuff loyalty was kicking in with full swing.

Thank you for being subtle, Brian Woods. Really.

As if the seventh year wasn't panicked enough at her own attention being drawn to her self inflicted disaster, but then Brian had to go and SHOUT like that. Now half, if not all, of the bloody classroom probably had their attention drawn towards her.

"B R I I I I I I I I I I A N," she hissed, finally retrieving her wand and watching his spells hit her hand. It was helping a little, but her stupidity at double casting the spell of the day made his attempts at rectifying the situation a bit in vain.

Casting a few Revertos herself, a few of the long tendrils sucking themselves back into the Hufflepuff's hand and leaving a small lump whence it came - lump...something resembling a blister or a boil...one of those. Either way, the duel efforts of the Hufflepuffs were not yielding the desired results. Not entirely at least. Rather than melted skin from the back of her hand hanging down to the floor now it was more dangling a few inches off the sides.

Charlotte's attention was caught by the seventh year's problems too and she stared. Wow! Melting skin!?!!! WOW!

"Does it hurt, Paige?" Char wanted to know, all curiosity. Because if it didn't it would be a cool way to make your halloween costume as gruesome as possible, right?!

And as for herself, she was still having trouble with the spell. Probably she'd need to practice more after.... or ask the professor for clarification about the skin thing that she'd been thinking about. Hummm.

.... didn't want to end up all blistered and gross though.

"See I knew you could do it!," she laughed cheering her friend on. That girl just needed to learn to believe in herself more and remain focused. "During my training I used many spells such as this one and some potions to transform into different creatures. It was just a way of getting a feel for being something other then human. When the true transformation came no I didn't, what you become is generally personality based." Therefore you never fully truly know what you will become until that moment of transformation. "Although if you can cast a fully formed patronus then that might just be a hint for you." In most cases the two were the same.

Nat's next question might have been directed towards their professor but Hady knew this one without a shadow of a doubt. "Yes. If you change into a bird or something with wings and would generally fly then yes, yes you can fly too." Fact. Frankie could fly when in his animal form. It was seriously the coolest thing but she wasn't able to. Her form did not fly. She was in love with what she was though so it was all good. Hady smiled looking at the fish scales that covered her arm before casting another "Reverto" changing her arm back to normal. Her attention was then pulled onto her fellow snake once more when another question was asked. "That's a hard question to answer. It varies honestly from person to person...if something goes wrong during the process you could have to start all over again. Some steps take months or even years to complete depending on what nature has in store." Waiting for that electrical storm had been the worst part besides the actual physical change itself. "The process for me was around two and a half years...I think we just got really really lucky with it all," Hady answered quietly in reply. Their timing had been good and neither of them had messed up where they needed to begin again. This also wasn't including all their previous studying about the subject before having gone to professor York and then Ichihara.

The brunette was just about to give her wand another swish to try the spell again when her eyes caught sight of a fellow Prefect leaping over desks?! What in the world was going on? Reverto was being cast over and over and a shout for their professor filled her ears. Hadleigh rose to her feet in an attempt to see the situation better only to see Paige's arm. Oh my....well this wasn't right at all. Not sure what to do to help with that besides canceling the spell which was already taking place she raised a hand and asked, "Professor shall I go get the Healer?" It was the least she could do. Or she would gladly walk Paige to the Healer if Brian or someone else didn't.

Paige didn't seem to be dying so Charlotte figured she should just go ahead and keep trying the spell. Definitely try the snakeskin thing though, she could at least wrap her head around how that made sense, and stuff making sense was the most important thing for her when it came to being able to successfully cast a spell.

"Mutare Pellem!" Char swished her wand over her arm again, her tongue poking out the corner of her mouth a tiny bit in concentration.

....? This time?

No?

Well. At least her skin wasn't melting off.

She'd nearly fallen out of her chair when she heard a boy yell out for help. Never a dull moment at Hogwarts. Honestly, how was anyone ever meant to get a spell right around here? She turned to see what was going on, noting an older Hufflepuff seemed to be the cause for the boy's concern and well, she didn't LOOK like she was dying or anything. That was good news considering how often Hufflepuffs got the short end of the stick where surviving was concerned. Not HER Hufflepuffs, but some others. Taking a moment to send some good, positive vibes the older girl's way, Junia nodded and went back to her work.

Black fur. Silky black fur. Beautiful silky black fur.

Her mind was focused, her wand was ready, she could do this.

Maybe.

"Mutare Pellem!"

...Nothing. Not even a strand of fur. Merlin.

SPOILER!!: Paige

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…do not expect you all to do this successful today...

Well, that was certainly a relief. Paige could survive with low expectations in this subject.

Muttering the spell to herself a few more times, her mind began to race thinking about which branch of transfiguration this particular spell belonged to - mostly in an attempt to narrow things down and reminding herself that among the branches this was one that she was at least moderately capable of accomplishing.

Breathe, Skeeter, just breathe.

Thinking about feather's, snowy owl ones to be precise, Paige repeated the incantation a few more times sans wand - once again procrastinating the actual execution of the spellwork...and she certainly was NOT looking around the classroom to see who was successful. It would only make matters worse.

After another long and shaky few inhales and exhales, Paige picked her wand up and held it above the back of her left hand. If she could just get it to work there and perhaps leave a trail along her fingers...maybe just the back of her hand...focus just on ONE spot and not get ahead of herself...

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand another breath.

"Mutare pellem," she squeaked softly, waving her wand over her hand once she had a clear visual in place. To her delight, initially anyway, her skin began to tingle where the spell hit and the Hufflepuff actually allowed herself to be optimistic...a bit too prematurely. In another few moments, her skin was bubbling as though she had taken polyjuice potion - a poorly brewed one at that - and the tingling feeling was more like slamming her hand against a cactus. Silent horror drained her face of color.

Oh...dear...Merlin....

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Oh...dear...Merlin....

Paige's eyes widened when she saw the bubbling of her skin continue - a FAR cry from fluffy white feathers - and bit down hard on her lower lip to prevent herself from squeaking or making any other sort of noise that may distract others. Not to mention draw attention to herself and her, um, situation.

Oh...dear...Merlin....

Wand out and in preparation to reverse the spell before it got TOO far, Paige ended up dropping her wand when she saw the bubbles elongate and drip down through the gaps between her fingers and over either side of the back of her hand towards the floor like melted plastic. THOSE WERE NOT FEATHERS EITHER! Or perhaps she needed to readminister the spell and this was an in-between stage? "Mutare Pellem," she mumbled, a bit unconvincingly AND against her better judgement.

Nope. NOPE. Definitely NOT.

In fact she was only speeding up the process now, her skin stretching and elongating off the back of her hand like maple syrup dripping over the edge of pancakes.

"Oh oh oh oh oh," she muttered to herself as she threw herself to her knees and scrambled towards her wand that had rolled a little bit away from her across the classroom floor. The silver lining of this was that her drippy skin was NOT painful.

At least not yet.

Where was her bloody wand!?

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Yes, Professor Riverroll was right, most of them were not going to get this the first try. But Kat had really given it all thbat she had.

She was not going to give up though, that was one that she wouldn't do. Lots of others wasn't getting it, she was not going to sweat it. Again, she swished her wand, maybe she was swishing too much or maybe it wasn't enough, Swish swish

Thinking about storms white long fur again, she swished her wand over a small area of her arm and said, "Mutare Pellem" Annnnd Nothing..... nothing,..... wait, there was three strands of long white cat fur on her arm.

Ugh... she still was not satisfied with it . She raised her hand. "Professor are scales or simpler to transform than fur, or does the texture make it harder to transform?" She was just curious maybe she bit off more than she could chew with the cat fur. No Cat!Kat, Maybe Lizard!Kat.

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The incantation seemed easy enough to master, and indeed, the Hufflepuff managed that without too much difficulty. And the wand movement too. But what he wasn't sure about was the execution, but the thing about self-transfiguration was that it was a huge risk. And he couldn't let self-doubt cloud his focus. So. "Mutare Pellem." The first time? Nothing. The second time, a single scale where the tuft of hair that had once sat on his finger was.

The third? A full-out falcon claw. Sufficiently satisfied with himself, he revertoed it and started thinking on what would be a safe thing to attempt. Something that wouldn't accidentally cause death. But that was when he heard Paige.

And the thing was that while Brian had always been a little better at Transfiguration than he had at Charms - likely because he held it with much higher regard than the other significantly more frivolous subject - he knew that his best friend certainly was not. And that she did actually struggle. And that - well. Uh. He should probably check on her and make sure she didn't accidentally vanish her entire arm and -

Wait, WHAT?

Jumping over desks from his customary seat at the back of the class, Brian's wand was out and casting revertos at Paige Skeeter's hand like a mantra. A prayer. Because this skin-dripping-like-wax thing was definitely not a good thing. And something he should probably take down to the Healer or something.

"PROFESSOR. SOMETHING'S WRONG."

And no, that wasn't a question. Or very polite. But hey, it was his best friend and Hufflepuff loyalty was kicking in with full swing.

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Thank you for being subtle, Brian Woods. Really.

As if the seventh year wasn't panicked enough at her own attention being drawn to her self inflicted disaster, but then Brian had to go and SHOUT like that. Now half, if not all, of the bloody classroom probably had their attention drawn towards her.

"B R I I I I I I I I I I A N," she hissed, finally retrieving her wand and watching his spells hit her hand. It was helping a little, but her stupidity at double casting the spell of the day made his attempts at rectifying the situation a bit in vain.

Casting a few Revertos herself, a few of the long tendrils sucking themselves back into the Hufflepuff's hand and leaving a small lump whence it came - lump...something resembling a blister or a boil...one of those. Either way, the duel efforts of the Hufflepuffs were not yielding the desired results. Not entirely at least. Rather than melted skin from the back of her hand hanging down to the floor now it was more dangling a few inches off the sides.

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"See I knew you could do it!," she laughed cheering her friend on. That girl just needed to learn to believe in herself more and remain focused. "During my training I used many spells such as this one and some potions to transform into different creatures. It was just a way of getting a feel for being something other then human. When the true transformation came no I didn't, what you become is generally personality based." Therefore you never fully truly know what you will become until that moment of transformation. "Although if you can cast a fully formed patronus then that might just be a hint for you." In most cases the two were the same.

Nat's next question might have been directed towards their professor but Hady knew this one without a shadow of a doubt. "Yes. If you change into a bird or something with wings and would generally fly then yes, yes you can fly too." Fact. Frankie could fly when in his animal form. It was seriously the coolest thing but she wasn't able to. Her form did not fly. She was in love with what she was though so it was all good. Hady smiled looking at the fish scales that covered her arm before casting another "Reverto" changing her arm back to normal. Her attention was then pulled onto her fellow snake once more when another question was asked. "That's a hard question to answer. It varies honestly from person to person...if something goes wrong during the process you could have to start all over again. Some steps take months or even years to complete depending on what nature has in store." Waiting for that electrical storm had been the worst part besides the actual physical change itself. "The process for me was around two and a half years...I think we just got really really lucky with it all," Hady answered quietly in reply. Their timing had been good and neither of them had messed up where they needed to begin again. This also wasn't including all their previous studying about the subject before having gone to professor York and then Ichihara.

The brunette was just about to give her wand another swish to try the spell again when her eyes caught sight of a fellow Prefect leaping over desks?! What in the world was going on? Reverto was being cast over and over and a shout for their professor filled her ears. Hadleigh rose to her feet in an attempt to see the situation better only to see Paige's arm. Oh my....well this wasn't right at all. Not sure what to do to help with that besides canceling the spell which was already taking place she raised a hand and asked, "Professor shall I go get the Healer?" It was the least she could do. Or she would gladly walk Paige to the Healer if Brian or someone else didn’t.

Oh dear Merlin. Something was happening to Paige Skeeter. The look of horror on the girl’s face and the Hufflepuff prefect shouting about there being a problem drew Felicity’s attention to the situation. Felicity quickly made her way over to Paige. ”Paige, are you alright? What happened?” Oooooh, that looked awful. The Head Girl was offering to get the healer. ”Thank you, Hadleigh, but I think I’d better escort Paige to the healer myself for this one.”

Felicity turned to the rest of the class. ”CLASS DISMISSED!” She looked back at Paige. ”Paige dear, come with me. We’re going to go see the healer. Hadleigh and Brian may come with us if you’d like them to.” Sometimes it was good to have someone there for reassurance.


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Charlotte's attention was caught by the seventh year's problems too and she stared. Wow! Melting skin!?!!! WOW!

"Does it hurt, Paige?" Char wanted to know, all curiosity. Because if it didn't it would be a cool way to make your halloween costume as gruesome as possible, right?!

And as for herself, she was still having trouble with the spell. Probably she'd need to practice more after.... or ask the professor for clarification about the skin thing that she'd been thinking about. Hummm.

.... didn't want to end up all blistered and gross though.

Casting a few more Reverto's, Paige glanced feebly over at Charlotte and shrugged. "Not...exactly, no?" she muttered, trying NOT to glare at Brian again for drawing so much attention to her. It had been fine - sort of - when it had just been her in a complete panic, thank you very much. "But it's not exactly pleasant either."

And she could only imagine would would happen if bits...snapped off.

...................

Or maybe not no. Let's not imagine that.

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Oh dear Merlin. Something was happening to Paige Skeeter. The look of horror on the girl’s face and the Hufflepuff prefect shouting about there being a problem drew Felicity’s attention to the situation. Felicity quickly made her way over to Paige. ”Paige, are you alright? What happened?” Oooooh, that looked awful. The Head Girl was offering to get the healer. ”Thank you, Hadleigh, but I think I’d better escort Paige to the healer myself for this one.”

Felicity turned to the rest of the class. ”CLASS DISMISSED!” She looked back at Paige. ”Paige dear, come with me. We’re going to go see the healer. Hadleigh and Brian may come with us if you’d like them to.” Sometimes it was good to have someone there for reassurance.


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And now Hady was in on this too. Ugh. Could she just crawl under a table and pretend not to exist for a bit? It was actually quite tempting...if the whole fear of bits of melted skin snapping off was not a concern. Blisters, boils, and reverting were things more easily handled with healing...gaps in her skin caused by transfiguration malpractice would require some dittany and Paige would be slightly mortified if the Healer had to use such a precious supply on her.

More than slightly. She had only used dittany during an extreme splinching incident over the summer on a patient and, well, rather not think about THAT either.

"Just...a practice accident, professor," she replied meekly. "Double casted..." Which yes, fully aware that that was NOT the best of ideas nor actions...so Brian could stop making the faces she KNEW were coming. "I think Brian already has some business to take care of there anyway...so as long as he promises..." She paused to give him looks...looks that were of the mutual variety as they both tended to get dramatic over the other when it came to healing matters. "...he can come."

And she took the opportunity to bat her eyelashes and smile obnoxiously at the best friend.

Grabbing her back with her good hand, Paige swung the strap over her shoulder and shyly followed the professor out of the classroom towards the hospital wing.

Firstly, and foremostly, Brian was very sure that if the Head Girl really gave a flying flobberworm about Paige's wellbeing, she'd have noticed earlier on and offered to help then and not when the situation was almost resolved. So Brian would just have to assume that she felt guilty about her complete and utter incompetence, and felt the need to offer help where it wasn't needed. Gritting his teeth to avoid losing points, he offered Hadleigh a saccharine smile. A non-verbal don't you dare barely apparent.

Listening carefully as Paige explained what was wrong, Brian tried to get a hold on his emotions until - DOUBLE CASTING? "WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU DO THAT?" Calm, Woods. Calm yourself. Seriously. Acquire some chill. Where does one find a supply of chill pills?

No chill here whatsoever. Brian was judging you, Paige Skeeter.

But yes. He'd come. "Oh, I promise." And she'd better be sure that he was going to nag at her about double-casting a spell she wasn't sure of the whole walk down to the hospital wing. Seriously, Paige.

And no, that smile was not working. Not even a little bit. He was certainly not amused as he slung his messenger bag across his back and began the march down the stairs.

Aaaaaaand.... her attention had shifted elsewhere. This tended to happen when simply too much was going on....

NOT... that it mattered too much because in the next moment, Professor Riveroll had taken notice of Paige's incident and was dismissing class.

Olivia was QUICK to pack up her belongings, too... resolved to practice this later with some older, more attentive peers. Maybe Rooney would help her. Or Kaycee! Kaycee was terrribly fun...

"Thanks for the lesson!" Her tone was totally jovial as she sashayed out of the classroom. ONWARD TO.... whatever lesson was next? Merlin, what DID she have next?

Nat had kind of noticed the chaos going on, but truthfully she was in her own head as usual with the questions about changing into a winged horse and her new actual interest in the thought of doing it. Could she with her issues be able to do something like this? She might have to ask some more questions, but when she looked up to ask more questions she noticed Paige...

A few things crossed her mind, What the hell happened and did Maggie do something to her? Was Maggie even in the class? She hadn't even paid much attention to who was in there other then Hady and the boy next to her. Her next thought was how the professor reacted. Being a transfiguration professor she figured she'd probably had seen this before and she didn't answer any of the other questions.

hmmm....

Class was now over too. She gathered her things and looked at Hady, "Maybe we can talk more about this later." She might owl Dot too. Without another word she headed out of the room.