Class pass
Blanca loved transfiguration. She was really excited to start it when she started classes. As she was studying in her common room about transfiguration she thought about turning animals and other things into different things. Just to say the name of it sounded exciting to do.
So studying she thought about all the wonders transfiguration would bring: probably many she felt so so so so so so so so so so so so happy when she started classes especially charms and transfiguration.
Quite often she wished she could start classes right away but also she thought that she needed time to study and discover the place the she loved so much: school. Especially the magic school of witchcraft and wizardry :Hogwarts.
So when she thought about transfiguration and charms she felt delighted especially when talking about homework.
But transfiguration also needed consent ration and she was degenerate not going to achieve that concentration by abusing of her brain.
But she could not meditate without thinking about transfiguration so it became Transfiguration Today, relaxation tomorrow.
Yesterday she had dreamt about charms and today she went to sleep dreaming about transfiguration and how the awesome class would be like.
She woke up the next day and she thought two words: Transfiguration Today.
So studying she thought about all the wonders transfiguration would bring: probably many she felt so so so so so so so so so so so so happy when she started classes especially charms and transfiguration.
Quite often she wished she could start classes right away but also she thought that she needed time to study and discover the place the she loved so much: school. Especially the magic school of witchcraft and wizardry :Hogwarts.
So when she thought about transfiguration and charms she felt delighted especially when talking about homework.
But transfiguration also needed consent ration and she was degenerate not going to achieve that concentration by abusing of her brain.
But she could not meditate without thinking about transfiguration so it became Transfiguration Today, relaxation tomorrow.
Yesterday she had dreamt about charms and today she went to sleep dreaming about transfiguration and how the awesome class would be like.
She woke up the next day and she thought two words: Transfiguration Today.
Class pass
Location: Transfiguration
Time: 10 AM
Outfit: here
Ellie had been wandering the castle halls early that morning, her bag tucked neatly under her arm and her wand clutched in her hand, though she didn’t plan to use it. She was trying to get ahead of the crowds and maybe, just maybe, sneak a few quiet minutes to herself before class. The thought of Transfiguration today made her stomach flutter—half excitement, half nerves. As she rounded the corner into a sunlit corridor, she noticed a girl walking the same direction. Ellie tilted her head, curious. This girl seemed almost too happy for a Monday morning. Hugging her bag a little closer, Ellie hesitated, then finally cleared her throat softly so as not to startle her.
“Um, hi,” she said, her voice gentle, almost shy.
“Are you headed to Transfiguration?” She gave a tiny smile, eyes flicking to the girl’s robes.
“I am too, we could walk together.” Ellie shifted her weight from one foot to the other, unsure if she was intruding, but curious enough to stay.
“What’s your name? I’m Ellie.” She eyed the girl's reaction, hoping desperately that she wasn't bothering her. She had decided that the student body was not as terrifying as she had previously thought, and now sought to be as confident as possible and make many friends.
@Blanca Fernandez
“War doesn't determine who's right. War determines who remains.”
― R.F. Kuang
Time: 10 AM
Outfit: here
Ellie had been wandering the castle halls early that morning, her bag tucked neatly under her arm and her wand clutched in her hand, though she didn’t plan to use it. She was trying to get ahead of the crowds and maybe, just maybe, sneak a few quiet minutes to herself before class. The thought of Transfiguration today made her stomach flutter—half excitement, half nerves. As she rounded the corner into a sunlit corridor, she noticed a girl walking the same direction. Ellie tilted her head, curious. This girl seemed almost too happy for a Monday morning. Hugging her bag a little closer, Ellie hesitated, then finally cleared her throat softly so as not to startle her.
“Um, hi,” she said, her voice gentle, almost shy.
“Are you headed to Transfiguration?” She gave a tiny smile, eyes flicking to the girl’s robes.
“I am too, we could walk together.” Ellie shifted her weight from one foot to the other, unsure if she was intruding, but curious enough to stay.
“What’s your name? I’m Ellie.” She eyed the girl's reaction, hoping desperately that she wasn't bothering her. She had decided that the student body was not as terrifying as she had previously thought, and now sought to be as confident as possible and make many friends.
@Blanca Fernandez
“War doesn't determine who's right. War determines who remains.”
― R.F. Kuang