Harry Potter Down Under

Transfigurations (32)

So, what are the required classes for this year again?
~Um...Let's see...Transfiguration, Charms, Potions (Which we've already had), History of Magic-~

Ugh, History of Magic? I used to hate that class.

~Why?~
It's sort of pointless. I mean, it's not necessary knowledge for actual magic.

"If you know the past, you won't make the same mistakes our ancestors made."
I suppose that's true. What are the other classes?
~Um, Astronomy, Defence Against the Dark Arts-~

Oh! We are going to have so much fun in that class.
~Would you quit interrupting me!?~

Fine.

~We also have Herbology, which I think will be fun since I know some stuff from Mother Toriel.~
First of all, the herbology they teach here is different, and, second, you made her sound like a nun.
~Nun?~
"It's a churchy woman who, like, takes care of orphanages and stuff. They are pretty strict and mean and hit your knuckles with rules if you misbehave."

~Really?~

Yeah. They're almost as cruel as me.

"Hey, Harry? You alright? You've been silent throughout our entire conversation."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." ~Just talking to the demons in my mind.~
I'm not a demon, Chara is. I'm more like...

"A ghost of a man?"

Yeah.

"So...how hard do you think Transfiguration is going to be?
To hard for you.

"Definitely."

~Shut up, I wasn't asking you.~

"So, it's like, turning one thing into something else?" Ron asked as he scratched his forehead. Hermione looked appalled for some reason.

"Seriously Ron, aren't you a pureblood or something? You should know all this. It's much more complicated than just "turning one thing into another" or whatever it is you said."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes!"

"Both of you stop arguing, it's getting annoying."

"Especially since you are between them."

I could hear them both laughing in my head and my eye twitched as the sounds bounced around my brain.

~Guys, please, you're giving me a headache.~

"Sorry Harry. Hey, would you eat some more of that pudding from last night later, it smelled good."

~You can smell things through me?~

That's not all we can do. With your permission we can also taste, feel, and hear the same things as you. We can see through your eyes already though, haha!
"Here we are!" Hermione opened the door and peeked her head inside. "Hello? Is this the Transfiguration room?"
Yes, just go in and prepare yourself for a startle.

~what?~

"Yeah, this is the room, let's go inside." I squeezed past Ron and entered, taking a seat near the front. A cat sat on the desk, watching them as they entered.

Say hello to the McGonagall.

~I thought that was the name of the professor.~

It is.
~Um...okay.~