Transfiguration Lesson Three (Fifth - Seventh Years)

Veronika was excited because today she had a rather exhilarating lesson planned for her fifth, sixth and seventh years. The thing about combining classes was, she couldn't very well teach them the same thing. Some of these students were to be taught more advanced lessons, and this class period she really intended to hammer that fact in. So whenever she had to chance to she brainstormed ideas for how to teach her class split into three years and decided that she would just have to have them group up.

Who knows, she thought tapping her index finger on the seam of her lips, maybe House Unity could even be brought to them? The idea thrilled her really. With that in mind she pulled her hair into a ponytail behind her head and straightened out her teaching outfit; just a white Oxford button-up with the sleeves rolled up and black slacks to go with black two-inch heeled boots.

"Good morning students," Veronika greeted the older students as they filed in, "I need you all to get into three groups according to what year you're in; Fifth Years with Fifth Years, Sixth Years with Sixth Years, and Seventh Years with Seventh Years. Probably didn't need to explain it that much, but there you have it."

Ethan absolutely loved transfiguration. He made sure to wake up early and get to the great hall for breakfast early, so he wouldn't miss the class this time. Satisfied with himself, he waltzed down the corridor. Upon entering the room, Ethan wore his infamous lopsided grin before nodding his head in greeting.

He was slightly confused as to why they were to get in groups by their year, but that wasn't supposed to matter because he could help others that were struggling if need be. He walked over to the corner of Sixth years to find a Ravenclaw boy already there. His grin widened and he extended his arm. "I'm Ethan, and it seems we're going to be in the same group." His words were casual, and laid back. Like himself. Maybe this kid would help him study for N.E.W.T.s next year if he was still around.

Venus didn't mind Transfiguration that much, but then again, she thought highly of all the subjects. Making her way down the hallway was a small task, but she made it nonetheless. She entered the classroom and smiled, catching Professor Holland's word of instructions. She sent a small smile towards her house mate, Victoria, and walked over to Aiden and another Slytherin boy.

"Hello Aiden." She smiled and turned to the other, nodding her greeting as she didn't know him and he seemed to tired to be bothered. She pulled out her book and looked around, there were only two people she didn't greet, and they were sixth years. She wouldn't bother with them. She then looked at Professor Hollands with expectant and eager eyes. She was curious as to why they were separated into years, but all in the same class. she pulled out parchment and her quill in case she needed to take any notes.

Oh no.... The professor said to get into groups... Being shy, Nora didn't like being around huge groups of people. Two was ok, three was too much. Maybe she could shy away and not get noticed and not be in a group. That was a good plan. Nora sunk way down in her seat to not get noticed. Being a fifth year, she didn't have any friends, and tended to spend most of her time in the library. She had to ace this year as it was the year of her OWLs. And this year meant everything. It would determine if she would become a healer, potioneer, or herbologist. Really, with her marks, Nora's possibilities where endless, and that terrified her.

She had almost successfully made it without being noticed. Being as shy and quiet as she was, she was used to it and often did it on her own. Nora chewed on her hair, a habit she had gotten into when she was nervous. She looked down at her lap and played with a string that was coming loose on her robes. She would owl her mums later to see if she can get a new one. Thinking about home always calmed her down. Even in this situation.