Lesson One (Fourth Years)

Sapphire was sat at her desk with her feet on the table. She wasn't wearing any shoes and was wearing long robes that were lined with gold. She was known for been a bit eccentric as a teacher, but she got her job done.

Karma stepped into transfiguration, a smile slipping off her face when she saw that the professor was not Professor Romain. "Hello, Professor." She said, slipping into a seat in the middle of the classroom. Her eyes roamed the teacher in front of her. Well... she didn't look threatening, but Karma knew better than most that everything was not as it seems.

She sat wondering if this meant Hogwarts was going soft since the most terrifying teachers were gone.

Jet walked, well.... more like wandered, into the classroom with a confused expression on his face. This castle was getting harder and harder to navigate. The stairs moved! The corridors all looked the same!!

He sighed as he slipped into a seat next to Karma and greeted the teacher.

Aireon entered the classroom. He noticed a new teacher, and made a note to be kind to this one. He slipped into his seat at the front of the class.

"Morning, Professor," he stated. A new year a new chapter.

The return to school was more jarring for Ondrea than ever before. Her anxiety seemed to have reached an all new high. Her nerves were raw and her muscles sore from being tense pretty much since her arrival.

Personally, Ondrea blamed the train.

Slipping as quietly as she could into Transfiguration class, the girl's anxious gaze swept the room, then zeroed in on an empty seat near the middle of the class. Ondrea proceeded to it, directly, eyes focused on the desktop and hands tightly clutching the handle of her book bag.

Arsen entered the next class and immediately headed for the desk in the back corner like usual. He wasn't even surprise to see Romain gone, it obviously didn't take a lot to kill him off even if he did brag about being the greatest wizard a live. A smirked slowly spread across his face at the thought of the man being slowly tortured in hell.

Aria happily followed Arsen into the new classroom. All the rooms weer so similar, yet different at the same time. The girl took the seat beside him, inclining her head inquisitively as a smirk spread across his face. What was he thinking about? Arsen didn't smile very much, so it must be something nice to think about.

Sapphire frowned as she looked at the list of students. Two of them hadn't arrived yet, and she decided if they weren't there soon she would take points from them. She crossed out the names of the people who were there.

Aireon Thiren
Aria
Arsen Salvator
Cepheus Turrow
Jet Zambini
Karma Black
Lazer Jet Blerg
Ondrea Montgomery

Sapphire put the list down, stood up and faced the class. "Hello kids, as you have probably noticed, by the change of gender, Professor Romain no longer teaches at the school, for reasons unknown to me, so don't ask." she started and paced at the front. "I am Professor Tyler, but I would much prefer it if you called my Saffie, and if you really need to be formal, then call me Sapphire." she said, with much hatred for the last name she was unable to changed.

"Okay, I really do not know where you are up to in Transfiguration, so I thought we would start with a simple exercise." she said as she conjured a hedgehog onto each of the tables. "Concentrate, and turn your hedgehog into a pincushion." She instructed them and sat back down.

Aria gasped in delight as the little animal appeared on her desk, reaching out a hand to carefully pet it. It was so cute!

"Ah! I think he likes me!" she declared happily.

Glancing up at the professor, Aria frowned. She regarded the... hedgehog, as the professor called it, then turned Arsen, leaning closer to ask, "What's a pincushion, Arsen? Another sort of animal?"

Aireon inwardly gulped. The last time he had to handle life in Transfiguration, he'd killed it. The painful memory came back to him. This was his chance at retribution. The hedgehog was sweet and seemed to sense his grief.

Slowly drawing his wand, he thought of the inside of the hedgehog slowly turning into soft foam. The skin becoming cloth, and the life of it dwelling in it merely letting him borrow it's body. He pointed his wand at the hedgehog and focused. He felt the power of his magic trickle into his wand.

The hedgehog slowly shifted into a pincushion. There were no painful squels and for that he was grateful. When it was finished, he inwardly sighed. He only hoped God forgave him of his past mistake. What a silly question! Of course he did.

Cepheus panicked as he entered the classroom, looking around to find that the lesson had already begun.

"I'm so sorry I'm late, Professor. I forgot my book and had to go back to the dorms to get it." He knew it was a lame excuse. When was 'forgetting' something not? Sighing, he moved closer into the classroom, shutting the door behind him and sliding into a seat.

Tesla was feeling weird that day. Since the moment she woke up, she felt slightly bubbly and when a certain younger boy gave her a glass of juice to help her relax, she felt even weirder.

Must...find...Arsen!, she thought and ran trough Hogwarts searching for him.

"Arsen, are you here?", she yelled, going from one room to another, entering classrooms in which classes were still going on, forgetting about her own lectures and panicking.

Where's...my...Arsen...the...love...of...my...love?!
She found him in the Transfiguration Classroom, hurried to him, glomped him happily and ran away giggling.

(OOC: 'twas a dare xp)

Karma narrowed her eyes as the Gryffindor ran in, glomped Arsen and ran out. Muttering something about Amortenia and insanity, she pointed her wand at the hedgehog and with an evil glare made it transform. It turned into a pincusion alright, but each of the quills changed into a stilletto knife. "Crap." she cursed, scowling as if it were the hedgehog's fault, even though she knew deep down it wasn't.

She didn't even remember thinking Bladisma

Ondrea stared at the hedgehog on her desk. Turn it into a pincushion? It should be simple enough. The girl waved her wand, murmuring the proper incantation. She wasn't surprised that the first attempt failed. Sighing, she simply tried again until she succeeded.

Jet raised his eyebrows at Karma, and promptly waved his wand over the dagger-imbedded pincusion. The daggers turned to pins.

"Are you alright?" He muttered under his breath. She was steadfastedly ignoring him, and he sighed.

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