(Transfiguration) T:III-L:III

[Alexis Heart]

Alexis had out and out run to class. She overslept and her suite mate hadn't bothered waking her up. If it hadn't been for Snowball her kitten jumping on her bed she probably would have still been asleep. She hurried and dressed and then took off from the Ravenclaw common room looking down at her schedule and noticing that it was transfiguration class now. The professor was not going to be pleased she knew it, but things happened it wasn't as if she meant to be late.

Completely out of breath she reached the door and rushed inside taking a seat at the back but apparently she wasn't the only one who was late it seemed like a couple others were tardy as well. She knew she had to say something even though she was afraid of being yelled at. 'I'm I'm sorry professor I didn't mean to be late it couldn't be helped,' she said just to get it out of the way. She quickly took her things out and began getting to work writing down everything from the board.

[Nira Lanelle]

If it weren't for somebody's cat trying to eat Fang, her raven, Nira wouldn't have woken up just in time to realise she was late for class. New to the school and already breaking the rules with tardiness, the fourth year struggled quickly into her robes, Accio'ing her supplies before darting out of the common room. Bolting through the halls, only briefly catching up with Alexis, Nira nearly dropped her things as she skidded to a halt outside the Transfiguration class. Cursing herself, she filed in after the fellow Ravenclaw, flashing an apologetic look to the professor before taking a seat beside Alexis. "Excuse my being late, professor." Her quill, ink jar and parchments all out in a flash, she began scribbling down the information, looking up every so often to make sure she was writing it correctly. Thinking everything to be good so far, Nira paused, relaxing her posture.

Hearing everybody introduce herself, she blushed sheepishly, parting her nude-colored lips to speak, "Nira Lanelle, fourth year Ravenclaw." Way to make a good impression. She thought miserably, doodling absentmindedly on the edge of her paper. Straightening up, Nira rubbed a recently-healed cut on her shoulder. She had received it when the Parkhurst twins pulled one of their extreme pranks in the library and knocked over all the bookcases. Unfortunately, one of them had nearly crushed her underneath it. Instead of exploding on them, she had congradulated them for a well thought prank. Not bothering to get herself fixed up in the Hospital Wing, she had attempted to heal herself with a small spell. It wasn't the greatest, but it would do for now until the natural process kicked in.

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