A/N: Well, So far so good. I bet you know what story Beast comes from….too easy! lol, and Alice as well as Jack, except I think Jack and Alice switched personalities. In the story Alice in Wonderland, Alice is shy and curious….so I guess it kind of fits her…except she's a little more outgoing in my story! lol, Jack is clever and a book worm….so except for the book worm part he stays in character pretty well.

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Chapter VII

His name is beast

Ileana jumped out of bed. Pulled on a pair of dark blue jeans and a red coke t-shirt. Pulled on one of her black robes and stuck her wand in her pocket. She was ready to go. Running downstairs she looked at the old grandfather clock in the Gryffindor common room. She was to meet Alice in the Great Hall for breakfast at 7:00 a.m. too bad it read 5:00.

"Not again! She groaned

"Not again what?" asked a raspy voice from the direction of the fireplace

"Who said that?" Ileana asked spinning around "Oh, it's you."

The frog-cup was sitting on the mantle of the fireplace.

"Whenever I'm excited I can't fall asleep, or I wake up really early in the morning."

"Oh, well since you have the time, could you perhaps find the transfiguration teacher at this marvelous school and get me out of this thing?"

Merlin replied

"Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt."

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Ileana left the common room holding the frog-cup and picked up what looked to be a map next to the exit. When she turned it over she read "The Marauders Map."

Outside, she sat down on the staircase leading from the Gryffindor common room to look at it.

"I do wish I knew where to look." She said as she opened flap after flap on the map. Suddenly all the ink disappeared and she was left with a blank piece of parchment.

"Oh no, what did I do this time?" Ileana gasped

Padfoot, Wormtail, Moody, and Prongs tell Ileana Shire: Absolutely nothing…. the words appeared on the parchment.

Padfoot, Wormtail, Moody, and Prongs ask Ileana Shire: What do you need? Tell me where you need to go, or who you need to see…I can find them!

"You can find them?"

Padfoot, Wormtail, Moody, and Prongs tell Ileana Shire: Of course I can, I'm a map after all, aren't I? Oh bother, call me Mad. Padfoot, Wormtail, Moody, and Prongs were my makers. Too bad their all dead, so just call me Mad….

"Okay, Mad…..I'm looking for the Transfiguration teacher. I think his name was…Beast." Ileana said hesitantly.

Ah yes, Professor Beast….

The parchment raised itself in the air and through a lot of folding and flaps opening and refolding and twisting and turning, the map, now called Mad, placed itself back on Ileana's lap. The ink showing the map of Hogwarts had reappeared and Ileana found herself looking

at a large inked box and inside were black footsteps pacing back and forth, and next to the footsteps was a flag with the name Professor Beast.

"Oh, that was so cool!" Ileana shouted

"SHHHHHH….." Came the combined voice of dozens of pictures along the hall as they scowled at Ileana, she blushed.

"Can you tell me how to get there?" She asked Mad, whispering.

Sure….Just follow my instructions….

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Ileana soon found herself in front of a large wooden door and next to the door was a metal plate that read Transfiguration.

"This must be it, Thanks Mad."

No problem…I'm going to get some more sleep. But first tap me with your wand and say Mischief managed.

Ileana did what he asked and watched in amazement as all the ink disappeared and the map folded itself into one long piece of blank parchment.

All the little flaps and extra pieces were gone.

She tucked Mad into her left pocket and knocked on the door.

"Come in." A deep rumbling voice said as the door swung open.

"Um, professor Beast sir, I'm a new student. Ileana Shire." She said walking into a large classroom. Dozens of bird cages lined the wall as well as a rat cage and frog tank.

Pacing the floor in front of a large desk at the front of the room was a large and hairy dog like man.

"Hello, Miss Shire," He said turning his face toward her. "Can I help you?"

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Professor Beast looked at the frog-cup in amazement.

"So this is your little friend?"

"Yes professor, somehow Merlin got trapped, and he says it's my fault."

"It is your fault. I don't see why you're complaining, you're not stuck in some strange body."

"Yes well, I have to take care of you."

"Please stop you two. I believe I can change you into something a little more….yes well, this shall take a little bit of preparation, just a few moments, and I don't know what you'll end up as. You could end up as anything, seeing as this is used rarely and the last time I heard it was used the poor victim never ended up the way he wanted." Professor Beast told Merlin.

"Really," Ileana said "What did he end up as?"

"He wanted to be a nice fluffy German shepherd. The poor guy ended up as an ogre."

"I'm not sure I want to do this anymore." Merlin the frog-cup said, his frog eyes scrunched up and his mouth pulled wide, a strange look for a frog.

"Yes, please, I really don't care; at least if you end up as an ogre you can fend for yourself." Ileana sternly told Merlin "No more, do this Ileana, do that Ileana, No, I hate flies!"

"Alright, I'm ready," Professor Beast told Ileana, "Merlin you have to drink this." He said handing a small vial of a thick purple substance, to Ileana. "Just pour that into his mouth and I'll do my little bit, and we'll see what the spell has in mind for him."

"Try to be something sweet, like a kitten, or a puppy, okay?" Ileana asked Merlin as she brought the vial to his thick frog lips.

"I have no intention of being an Ogre. Thank you very much" Merlin said pulling his lips in tight to prevent the liquid from entering his mouth

"Well, too bad."

Ileana squeezed the sides of his mouth till he opened a slight bit, and with a jerk, shoved the vial in his mouth till the liquid slid down his throat.

"Argghh!" Merlin snorted.

Professor Beast Waved his wand over the frog-cup's head and shouted

"Invero-changio to combrevo!"

In a puff of smoke, the Merlin the frog-cup and the enter table he was sitting on disappeared.

When the smoke cleared the table was bare.

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