I awoke in my four-poster bed. The other 3rd-year Griffindor girls were stirring around me. "Transfiguration first this morning," I mumbled half to myself. Then I got up and dressed, went downstairs to breakfast and sat next to Harry and Ron. "Hi, Hermione," said Harry sleepily. "Hello," I said, always sharp and to the point. I helped myself to sausages. "We ought to get moving. I won't be late!" I cried, already leaving the Great Hall.

I entered Professor McGonagall's classroom first. "Morning," she said, sharp like me. "Good morning Professor!" I answered politely. Soon, other students began to enter the classroom. "Today, we will make cereal bowls become cats." She said when everyone had sat down. "Felinoba," she chanted, and the bowl was soon a small, golden-brown cat. I stared at it. Suddenly I felt myself go rigid, and fell over backwards, plagued by a mysterious dream about a gorge...