Tranfiguration Assigment Remus Lupin – Year One

Second year. I am still Remus John Lupin, 12 years old. After one year of Transfiguration
I can now describe myself more detailed than I have done last year.

I haven't grown much, but I do expect this to happen in the near future. My hair contains several different tints of brown/blond.
From very light to a more coffee with milk kind of color. My eyes are amber, but slightly more towards brown with amber specks, I think.
Sirius told me so a few weeks ago. My eyes seem less big than last year, which indicates my face is becoming less that of a child.
Slightly more mature.

I am wearing my Hogwarts Uniform as I just returned from class. My cape is a bit shabby.
I untied the tie which is hanging loose around my neck now. My trousers are a bit too long, so I can grow in them the next couple of years.
I notice I still carry my wand in my right hand. My shoes are covered in dirt and mud from my trip to the greenhouse.

There is a little smudge of blood on the palm of my hand which I forgot to was off. Sirius got a little overexcited and knocked
me and James over earlier today. My hand scraped the wall on my way down. Besides that there is still a little scratch on my
cheek where Peter bumped his wand in my face during Charms. No harm done. And of course, there are several new scars.
Two on my left hand and one close to my eye. The rest is covered underneath my clothes.

I fear that is the best I can do for now.

Kinds regards,
Remus Lupin

James Potter – Never the second!

I shrunk! Seriously, how is that possible! Look, there! I drew a line on my mirror last year to compare how much
I've grown in the meantime and I am at least two inches smaller! That shouldn't be, that can't be! I'm James Potter, Quidditch grandmaster.
If I continue shrinking like this I won't fit on a broom in a few years. All my clothes will be too big and Lily will never notice me. Literally!
Hang on. Remus is choking, got to save my friends!

So. Yeah. I'm back. Cough. Apparently he wasn't choking. He was laughing at my panic and pointed out that it wasn't my mirror but Sirius's.
Who, of course, originally made up this plan. Tall bastard.
I've got my own mirror now and I haven't grown. Not brilliant, but at least I haven't shrunk either.

So. My eyes are still brown. Hazel, I was told, which is a more detailed description. As Minnie wants.
I still wear glasses. They are round. I don't like them but without I'm blind and I wouldn't be able to see Lily. It rests on my nose, of course.
It's a bit pointier than Sirius'. But it's not big! I'm a kid, my nose can't be big. Snivellus breaks that rule, though.
My hair is still black and has a way of its own. It's about as long as my middle finger.
Uhm. I am twelve, now. Even though I haven't grown I'm slightly above average for my age.
I have a bruise on my shoulder were Lily bumped into me yesterday. So she does acknowledge my existence. Which is good.

What else is there to tell? Should I strip and describe every single inch? Remus says I shouldn't, because I wouldn't shave a
rat to see what's underneath it's fur if I had to transform it. That would be brilliant though. But indeed I wouldn't.

Done! Pranks to pull, people to annoy. Bye!

The second Ode to Minnie – Sirius Black

Second year has come to me
And slight difference do I see
Oh handsome guy in the mirror, thee
Happy you are to be me

My hair still curls but is slightly longer
To make my mom go completely bonkers
And when I shake my wavy curls
Everywhere will swoon the girls

My eyes are grey with flecks of black
If you stare they'll fiercely look back
The look in them is kind yet proud
When I shout my voice is loud!

I am but twelve but I am tall
James switched our mirrors which made him bawl
Over an inch I've grown last year
My head is the end of the mirror near

I think I lost a pound or two
But I'm not skinny, mind you!
Running from Filch makes me muscled and strong
When Remus protects us and plays along

My eye is blue from a fight with Malfoy
I had to punch him 'cause he's a bad boy
Now I'm bored, time to dress
And invite Lupin for a game of chess.

Lily Evans – Transfiguration Year Two

I just re-read my first assignment, and after a year of Transfiguration it is amazing how much I failed to see back then!
What I wrote down was so basic and Transfiguration is so much more about the details, all the aspects of your object!

I am twelve years old right now. I grew a little over an inch last year, which makes that I reach the start of the leaf pattern on the mirror right now.
I am still rather skinny, but now I notice how my left shoulders is slightly lower than the right.
I think that might be because of all the books I carry around.

My hair is red and a bit wavy. It doesn't have brighter stripes in it like some of the blond girls have. I tuck it behind my right ear,
it covers the left, as it did last year. It's a bit longer, as I'm trying to make it grow. It reaches a little over my shoulders now.
The tips curl upwards a bit
My eyes are green and almond shaped. The lashes are some sort of blonde-red color.

My face has changed a little since last year. My nose is a bit longer, a bit more mature. I counted my freckles, for the sake of my assignment.
There are 17 on my nose, 31 on my forehead. I may have missed one.

There is a little bruise on my right shoulder. I may accidently have bumped into someone a little too hard.
But that someone most certainly deserved it! Perhaps I should ask Someone to write my next assignment as he seems to know exactly what I look like.

Either way I am absolutely looking forward to my assignment next year.
I am sure I will notice so much more after another year of Transfiguration.

Lily.