Chappie 10
A/N Woo-hoo! Chap. ten already! I feel so special, and so does Araminta, that you've read this far...don't forget to review! Let me know if you want Araminta to go to History of Magic or not.
Araminta helped Blake and Selene Charm the dirt off of their robes. She'd managed to keep from getting dirty, using spells to weed her section of the greenhouse, but most of the students had attacked the problem by hand. "What do we have next?" she asked, too lazy to get out her schedule and look for herself.
"Transfiguration with that old hag McGonagall," said Selene. "I hear she favors Gryffindors."
"Hey, I'm part Gryffindor!" protested Araminta. "I have to tell you that it's so not true. My dad says she's really fair."
Professor McGonagall was waiting for them in the Transfiguration classroom. "Everyone, please take out your wands." She popped into cat form and back again. "As you can see, I am an Animagus. That is one of the more difficult Transfiguration spells to master, and not everyone has the right kind of magic to do it. Today, you'll be working on something far easier. I'd like you to turn a match into a needle, like this." She waved her wand and her match turned into a needle right away. "Please begin."
Araminta picked up her wand. This was going to be a breeze! She loved Transfiguration. First, she changed her matchstick into a needle, like she was supposed to. Professor McGonagall nodded her head and gave points. Eventually, Araminta got bored with waiting for the rest of the class to learn how to do it, so she entertained herself by Transfiguring her needle.
First, she made a straw and some pebbles. When Professor McGonagall wasn't looking, she used it to shoot pebbles at the back of Blake's neck. He kept putting his hand to the place where she hit him and rubbing, but every time he turned around she just smiled and winked at him until he turned pink.
Then, she Transfigured the straw into a sack of Hot Cheetos and shared them with Selene under the desk. McGonagall walked by and sniffed the air suspiciously, but didn't catch them.
Finally, Araminta Transfigured the last two Cheetos into gummy worms, which she and Selene chewed happily.
"Miss Malfoy-Potter," said Professor McGonagall, "please stay after class. Everyone else, you are dismissed. Read the next chapter for homework."
"Uh-oh," said Selene. "She must have smelled us."
Araminta decided that she didn't care. McGonagall hadn't said anything about not having food in class. She marched bravely up to the teacher's desk.
"Were you eating Hot Cheetos in class?" asked McGonagall.
"Yes," said Araminta.
"Where did you get them?" McGonagall looked interested.
"Oh, I made them out of one of the matchsticks." She Transfigured another sackful. "Here you go."
Professor McGonagall crunched away thoughtfully. "These are quite good. Miss Malfoy-Potter, how long have you been Transfiguring things?"
Araminta thought for two minutes. She'd had her wand since she was nine, so she decided not to count the accidental magic she'd performed before that. "Two years."
"Could you try something? I want you to think really hard and then say Animagus."
Araminta screwed up her eyes tight: "Animagus."