What on earth...?

Lex stood at the door in awe. What happened to the classroom?? She didn't know what to make of it. On the one hand it looked pretty neat but on the other hand she felt like she was at one of those fashion shows Amanda used to force her to go to so they could 'bond'. She never did like those...

Before entering completely she took a wary look around the room. It wasn't until she saw her mannequin in a line with others that she finally allowed herself to relax. Good. That meant it would be far away from her. It seemed the Professor was finally getting the idea. Maybe she wouldn't have to deal with the vicious thing at all this lesson. Now wouldn't that have made her day!

"Hello Professor." She gave the woman half a smile before going to her seat; this whole class still made her nervous. There was no telling when the thing would leap across the room and try to finish the job it started earlier.

Oh?

Paper plates? If this was a replacement for the mannequins then she definitely approved.

Jaxon walked quietly and observed. It wasn't like him to be the first in the room but he is keen for Transfiguration today so, why not.

He looked around and said, "Good day, Professor!" he said in a professional manner. Something feels weird in him. Or maybe because he just misses him family. He looked at the professor again and said "How are you today, Professor?" hoping to invoke a response.

Oh Merlin. There was a runaway. And mannequins. They were going to be modeling today, weren't they? Alex was very self conscious and NOT about to model clothes he magicked out of thin air...he debated turning around and walking out right away. No, he wouldn't do that. He was going to see this out.

"Hey Professor," he said with a smile as he entered the room.

It was time for Transfiguration. And Selina was ready. She had gotten up early and EVERYTHING to get to class on time. Okay, maybe that wasn't exactly true. There had been a lot of commotion in the dorm this morning with the younger lions that kept her awake, but STILL! LOOK SHE WAS ON TIME! The sixth year felt accomplished.

Walking in with her back stiff and her chest proud, she waved to her Professor, "Good morning Professor! Good morning, indeed!" Selina was here on time! SELF HIGH FIVE!

The last transfiguration class of the term...that was a sad image. Even more so given what was up at the end of his term. But now was not the time to be thinking about that and being sad, now was the time to get to the lesson. So Gideon made his way to the transfiguration classroom only to find it once more changed as he entered behind a familiar redhead. A runway? What was up with that? Oh... their clothes going to be on display...the mannequins once more back.

Whatever followed would no doubt come soon enough.

"Good day Professor Magnus," he greeted the woman with a polite smile as he made his way further inside the room. Looking at the two sides, Gideon debated on where to sit, chuckling softly at his girlfriend's behavior. "Hey Selina."

Kurumi was feeling really nervous for this particular lesson - mostly because of what her and Vivi had discussed while they had done their homework. Shoes. It seemed rather logical that they would be transfiguring shoes next and Kurumi was terrified of them. Well, not in the same way she was terrified of chocolate frogs or spiders...but in the way of she just didn't understand them. Especially heels. Vivi was on to something with her males creating them to torture women. It made sense.

Pushing open the door, Kurumi was about to step inside when she took one look at the classroom and FROZE. Her arm shot up in the air and her index finger pointed at THING that was in the middle of the room. A THING that people who knew how to walk in heels would walk down to model and show off what they were wearing. HEELS. What if.... her eyes darted to the desks where there were TWO paper plates. Like...TWO to make a PAIR of SHOES.

Kurumi could feel her skin beginning to itch already, which was why she began scratching her arm. Merlin...she was breaking out in a nervous rash.

VIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVI?!

Alright, time to finish their outfits!

He hurried excitedly down the corridor towards the Transfiguration classroom. Upon his arrival he immediately noticed it. Woah, a runway! Woah, a RUNWAY?!?! Shoot, this had disaster written all over it. Because I am the world's biggest klutz!

Much less excited now, he took a seat at a desk on the far side of the room. This was bad, this was bad, this was bad...

So....given his success rate after a lot of mess ups with transfiguring clothes Vickers was actually kinda looking forward to seeing what they would be asked to transfigure this time around. But when the Ravenerd entered the classroom his attention was immediately taken by the RUNWAY in the middle of the room.

He kinda stopped dead in his tracks. Uhm...They were not actually getting on that thing were they?

He eyed his dummy that was now wearing the full ensemble of his work, and despite that dread weighing him down in his stomach, a small smile tugged at his lips. Maybe they would get those dummies to move yeah? Because he doesnt remember ever being taught how to walk down a runway. And he has actually seen a live version of such fashion shows to know that walking down the catwalk isnt anything like walking down a sidewalk.

He plopped himself quietly into his seat and stared busily at the paper plates on his desk. Oh are they gonna be eating too?

Milton made his way over to the Transfiguration classroom, hardly thinking or wondering what in the world this lesson could be about. With a yawn, Milton found himself in the doorway of the classroom about to run into some silly Gryffindor who was standing in the way. Milton dodged her, but took a moment to STARE at her. Cookie Girl. Pointing. Milton followed the direction of his finger and saw... a runway.

"Ah. Interesting," he said with a small smirk, remembering their conversation about fashion from earlier. Milton's attention turned to... Kurumi's arms. She was scratching them. Weird. "Feeling all right there, darling?" Smirkitysmirksmirk.

Minerva walked quickly to class. She wasn't late, so she wasn't sure why she was being quick, but she just wanted to go and learn the next step to the spell. As she walked into the room, Minerva looked around to see who was there already. Smiling at Professor Magnus, Minerva stopped. Wait.. She is on a runway, wonder what's going on today. Minerva gave a small smile, "Hello Professor, this is interesting." Minerva turned and found a seat and watched to see what they would be doing.

Kurumi's eyes were sort of coming in and out of focus as she looked at the RUNWAY in the middle of the classroom. They weren't like...going to...have to use that today, were they? Could they just use Piertotum Locomotor on the mannequins and make THEM model their clothing? That was a transfiguration spell...it connected...it meant they didn't have to wear heels and stumble down the runway looking all sorts of awkward. It meant ---

"Darling?" Kurumi repeated, raising an eyebrow at...oh, the fake Ravenclaw. Wrinkling her nose, Kurumi tried to think of something equally strange to call him back, but she didn't end up thinking of anything. That bloody runway and all this fashion stuff was distracting her. "Y-Y-Y-Yes?" Kurumi mumbled unconvincingly as she continued to scratch her arms, tugging on the sleeve of her robes a little and revealing just a little of the rash that had already formed. "Just...um...thinking about where to sit...."

The first things Jory noticed when he entered the room was the runway and the rows of mannequins. He couldn't see his though and he suspected it was at the back. Uh oh...a sudden though hit him. Were they going to...model?

"Nothing better to make myself look stupid,'' he thought as he eyed the paper plates and wondering what they would be using those for. "Good day, Professor,'' the Puff greeted before he took a seat at one of the desks.

Catwalk?

Um...were they having a fashion show or something?

Oh wait! Right they had transfigured clothes this whole term, most probably what this whole thing was about. The red head eyed her mannequin and bit her lip a little anxiously, she really hoped that this cat walk didn't mean they had to model. You know incase she tripped and then fell and then whole embarrassing story. Gah! Even the thought of the was just terrible.

"Morning, Professor" Nessie said with a smile as she passed her the adult and the headed towards an empty desk on one side of the classroom. She took her seat and then looked at the two paper plates before her, trying to guess what they would be used for.

Most probably name tags...but who knew at a school like this? Weird things were happening all the time.

Dylan entered the classroom and just stood there as he looked at the setup, he just hoped they werent going to do what he thought they were going to do cause there was no way that he was going to that!

He gingerly entered the classroom "Hey P..professor" he said now hoping that the runway wasnt going to be used for what he thought it was going to be, please dont let it be so! please dont let it be so!

He then sat down and took a seat well away from that runway thingy and started playing around with the plates they had, well he needed some kind of distraction right now what with that runway not too far from him. IF he looked over he could still see it! He closed his eyes for a second and opened them again looking back over as if it were a bad dream but it wasnt a dream this was real!

What was the long thing in the middle of the room. Sarah did not know what a runaway looked like. In fact she thought they were going to be running away as that was shat the notice had said. She saw her mannequin and she wondered if they were going to run away in those clothes or the clothes were going to run away from them...
"Hello Professor" Sarah said. this was all very confusing Sarah chose a desk that had 2 paper plates on it and wondered if they were going to transfigure it.. into what htough. Maybe glasses?

Kat entered the Transfiguration classroom with a smile... To be specific, a small smile. Yep, something happened today that she loved. Yeah... YEAH. Katrina Marie Hudson is totally happy today. Because of one small thing done by one person. And Kat will NEVER EVER forget what happened. So lucky, she is. And so happy. What the firebolt.

Aha. "Hi Professor!" Kat said. Uhmm... not normally like her to be so bright and jolly. Well, class + inspiration = HOUSE POINTS. Woot. Now that made Kat's day even brighter. Oh yes. Then, she took her seat.

Oh, there was his Captain! The one that had led them to the Hogwarts Quidditch Cup match! Yeah, he was super proud of her. It was even her first term at it!

He flashed her a smile and a small wave. Well I may as well go sit by her. No use being by myself. He got up and moved over to her. Maybe she'd take his mind off of the embarrassment he was worried about--tripping. "Hey, Captain!" he said cheerily, though his insides didn't match the outer mood."Looks like a fashion show today, eh?"

Ethan stepped in to the classroom, feeling a teensy bit better about the class with all his studying and the extra help Minnie had been giving him. It still was his worst subject, but he was starting to see a marked improvement in his spellwork. Stopping just inside the doorway, the boy gave a cursory glance around the room then shot a look towards Professor Magnus. Oh no she was not making them put on a fashion show.. He forced a smile onto his face as he walked into the room and, as he passed the instructor, said, "Good day, Professor."

His mood lightening as he spotted Minerva, Ethan gave her a genuine smile and slid into the seat behind his desk. Eyeing the paper plates, he held them up for a moment, one in each hand, to examine them. "Shoes, maybe?" he mused aloud.. That would make sense, at least.

Minerva gave a smile as she saw Ethan come through the door and then move and sit next to her. When he picked up the plates she listened as he said his thoughts. "That would make sense, since we have done the shirt and pants.. Maybe you could look good in some heels.." Minerva giggled at her joke.

Harvey slowly made his way to the classroom and he looked inside for a certain girl, but she wasnt there yet. So he.. was earlier than her? oh this was not good! He couldnt do his usual thing.. AND he knew how she liked being early.. what should he do now?! He decided that he would come back later there was still a little while until the class actually started so he would go out for a little walk now and return later in time for the class and he would sit near her since she preferred him being nearby. So he left with the plan of returning later since he really wanted to do see her sitting there as he entered the classroom, to feel her eyes on him as he walked towards her in class. To then look at her as he walked so that she could feel his eyes on her, have an unspoken conversation between them before settling down for the class. So he walked out.....

"I am perfectly well, thank you for asking," Isabelle smiled at the Gryffindor. She nodded her head and leant one hand either side of her on the runway. There was quite a few people coming in now.

Issy raised her eyebrows and grinned as Minerva passed comment on the layout. Interesting, eh? "Just a little fun for later."

Well, someone had gotten out of bed on the right side that morning. Returning the wave with a slightly smaller one of her own, Issy chuckled. "Good morning, Miss Skylar."





Flicking her wand out, Issy shut the door behind the last person to enter with a simple swish. It was time to begin. "Okay then, good morning all of you," she smiled, nodding her head in greeting to all the kids assembled at their desks. Climbing up the steps onto the runway, Issy looked down on them from her prominent position. "You're probably wondering what this is for," she would be. "I thought that seeing as you've all done so well with your outfits thus far, and I have checked to see how well they hold together," with a bit of pulling and tugging, that kind of thing, "that at the end of the lesson you could all model them for the rest of your classmates."

She waited to see how audible the groan would be before moving on. "But first, you need to complete those outfits. Which leads us to those paper plates, and the easiest question you will probably be asked all day. What do you think we're transfiguring today?"

Alex looked at the paper plates. Hmmm, what could paper plates easily transfigure in to? He thought about it a bit and thought maybe a shield? No that didn't make sense. People didn't wear shields in every day life. He was too caught up in superheroes thanks to Muggle Studies.

He raised his hand and took a shot at asking the question. "Hats maybe? Or shoes?" he asked. "Some sort of accessory is my guess."

Milton ignored her questioning of the nickname. Eh, whatever. He glanced down at her arms again that were starting to turn red. "Stop that," he said and swatted her hand. It was weird.

Thinking about where to sit? So was he. Milton gave the Gryffindor a smirky grin and hooked his arm with Kurumi's. "WE, my friend, are going to sit over here." Milton pointed to two desks in the middle of the row by the runway and proceeded to drag tug Kurumi towards it. They were going to be BUDDIES. Oh, this was going to be good. Heheheh.

After taking a seat, Milton's attention turned to Professor Magnus as she walked up the runway and began to speak. His insides were grinning. Apparently, it was possible. They were going to model their outfits. Milton grinned and nudged Kurumi in the arm. Brilliant.

Milton glanced at the two paper plates on everyone's desks. Well, there was only one thing missing from their outfits. "Shoes!" Duhh. "How exciting. Kurumi loooves shoes. Don't you, Kurumi?" he asked, turning to the Gryffindor. He winked. Oh, he loved being obnoxious. He was SO good at it!

They were going to...model?! *blink* ...but wasn't that what the mannequin was for? Sierra just wasn't too keen on getting up and putting on a show for the rest of the class. Maybe the professor would just let her push her mannequin on past everyone's gaze and be done with it. Hmm...

Paper plates, though? Sierra nodded in her brother's direction then raised her hand. "I agree. I think we're making shoes," she said. Which didn't make her feel any better about wearing two garbage bags. At least they didn't typically put garbage on a paper plate, though...