Transfiguration Lesson 3: Survivor

[Nikita Long]

She was having a difficult time thinking up a scenario, or well she just hadn't given herself time to think and now the day was upon them and she had to settle for something "trite"

When the students walked in the class they'd seemingly be walking out on to a beach. There were palm trees in the distance and what appeared to be a jungle, and then there was sea, miles and miles of sea. Nikita was in a swimsuit reading a magazine and soaking up the sune while waiting for her students to arrive. No she would never fit the quota for
"conventional" teacher.

[Rystain Quandry]

Rystain stepped in to the classroom and raised an eyebrow with interest at what he saw. Not that he liked beaches but he could instantly appreciate the woman in a swimsuit that he was sure was the professor. Not many teachers surprised him but she was not like most professors he'd met if this was any indication of how her classes would continue. She was actually very good looking he realized for the first time really noticing what the woman looked like. Not that she was hiding anything at this moment he realized with a smug smile.

"Hello.... professor.." he said as if the term didn't quite seem to fit right now. "Should we have worn something besides robes today, because if so I missed that note in the last class." He was very obviously looking her over with an approving smile and he wasn't the type to hide it. If she was going to wear that in school she obviously didn't mind anyone looking and he was certainly going to look though he only looked as if he was appreciative of the view and his normal lazy grin.

[Nikita Long]

"Actually Mr. Quandry, you're free to wear whatever you can conjure." she said with a challenge in her eyes, she had her fun and changed back into jeans and tank top, they were on a deserted island with the sun beaming down on them, she wasn't wearing a black robe to top it off.

Though all of this was an illusion, a simulator, she had added a few things. Of course she hadn't conjured up her own island, that would be an incredibly difficult spell which she doubted the most skilled transfigurest would be able to do, but the simulator worked well enough in creating "Paradise."

[Samantha Montgomery]

Sam walked through the door after Rystain and her eyes widened considerably, what the bloody hell was going on ? Where was the classroom? "Professor..." she said hesitantly. She didn't like the chills that raced up her spine. She didn't know what they were doing but she had a strange idea that transfiguration would never be the same again.

Then she noticed the heat and realized that her professor was smart for not wearing robes or heavy material.

[Lyra Newbury]

Lyra entered the classroom which had been transfigured to look like an island. The professor, a stunning woman, currently held Rystain's attention, and Samantha looked utterly bewildered by it all. Perhaps they didn't study Transfiguration in France. "Hullo Professor. Samantha. Rystain." She gave a quick smile at them in turn, her eyes lingering ever so slightly on Ry before crossing the room.

[Rystain Quandry]

Rystain quirked an eyebrow as he watched her change swiftly into tight fitting jeans and a top.. almost as good as the last thing she was wearing though less skin was showing, it was just as enjoyable to look at even if she was wearing muggle jeans but he wouldn't hold it against her if she looked like that in them. He met her challenging look, he had the urge to wink at her but he refrained from it. It was one thing to meet a challenge it was another to look as though he enjoyed it too much.

He pulled out his wand and silently conjured a swift change of clothing, the robe was the first to go and he changed from his tailored leather pants he normally wore under his robe into a pair of black shorts which showed off his muscular thighs and a white cotton loose shirt that was in style in the wizarding world currently with laces up the front. After the change, his was not quite as quick as hers had been as he had to do each item one at a time instead of all at once, but the overall effect was the same though he had managed to go shirtless for the barest of moments. He reached back and let his hair which he usually had tied in a leather strap behind his back, loose around his shoulders. He might as well be comfortable if he had the chance to in class and it wasn't something that normally was allowed so he used it for all it was worth.

[Samantha Montgomery]

They studied it, from textbooks, and she studied it at home with her tutors, she could conjure many different things, but what were they doing on an island? Lyra didn't seem to be too phased, in fact her attention was more on Rystain than anyone else. Samantha hadn't a clue what to do besides conjuring herself her father's highback leather armchair and cherrywood desk that she had used last class.

When she saw Rystain changing she blinked, aparently she missed something else in the class, but she couldn't blame him for wanting to change out of his robe she looked to the professor to see if this was being condoned before slipping off her robe herself. She wasn't changing into anything else yet though she would conjure a screen to prevent any accidental female nudity, not that she hadn't enjoyed Rystain's display, but something told her that her display would be a little bit more frowned upon by society. Instead she was wearing a sophisticated dress in black that molded to her body.

It was strange that she put on nice clothing beneath her robe as if someone were to see it, but today at least this odd habit of hers turned out to be a plus. She felt cooler instantly.

[Rystain Quandry]

Rystain heard the other girls enter the classroom and said a husky hello to both of them and made himself comfortable after conjuring a large towel on the sand big enough for two more students to fit on. He might as well get in the spirit of the theme after all.

[Samantha Montgomery]

Samantha looked at her desk and then around her and laughed at Ry's beach towel, "This does look a bit ridiculous hmm?" she asked before removing the items, she didn't join Rystain on his towel, simply because that required an invitation she wasn't sure she had but she conjured herself a simple folding chair and umbrella to block the sun so she didn't burn.

[Lyra Newbury]

She watched the others with interest as they changed from their dreary school robes into cooler clothes. Samantha, in Lyra's opinion, was too modest. Lyra slid off her robes and threw them onto her book bag. They were such a thick material that it would be harder to transfigure them into something light. But the skirt and blouse she wore under her robes would be easier. She transfigured her blouse into a caramel colored bikini top, and her skirt into matching bottoms. "Ah, so much better. I never get to wear this in October."

Rystain had conjured a beach towel and Samantha had conjured a folding chair. "Mind if I join you?" she asked Rystain. It would be less work to share his towel than conjure one of her own, and she was all about what was easiest. Before he had time to respond she sat on the edge of the towel and leaned back, letting the fake sun shine on her pale skin.

[Rystain Quandry]

Rystain was about to respond that she could share but before he could she'd already gone and sat down anyways so what was the point, not like he was going to say no to a girl in a bikini top. He wasn't a letch but he appreciated beauty and afterall she was one of those in his house he had been class partners with on more than one class assignment and he didn't mind her being around. He didn't have many close friends but she had always seemed someone he got along with usually and if he actually thought about it he'd likely call her a friend.. she was quick witted even if she loved herself a bit too much. Over the years he'd seen her toy with others in her mischievous way and he'd gotten a chuckle more than once watching her escapades.

[Samantha Montgomery]

Samantha's brows rose when Lyra skimped into a bikini, but she smiled good naturedly. Sam wasn't modest, she didn't have a modest bone in her body, she could walk through a crowd naked and not have a care for what she looked like, except that she'd probably be man handled. She also wasn't forward with men, unless she wanted something, she never saw the point when her heart was safely encased in ice, she doubted she'd ever fall in love or if there was such a thing.

Her "modesty" came from the "Mary Sunshine" appeal, good girls didn't bare all, and she was, for all intents and purposes, a good girl...for now.

[Nikita Long]

Nikita raised an eyebrow over Lyra's selected clothing, but didn't comment. She wondered how well the girl would be able to "survive" in a bikini, but still Samantha's choice of clothing wasn't that great either, how fast could you run in a dress like that? But they would be given time later to change their minds on what to wear.

[Rebecca "Bek" Caldwell]

Bek walked into Transfiguration and nearly turned around to leave, thinking she was in the wrong class. But when she saw Professor Long in a swimsuit, she figured this was one of her hidden lessons, so she went with it.

Seeing the beach, Bek transfigured her school robes into a pair of burgandy shorts and a white, fitting tanktop. She saw that Rystain was in class and she flicked a wand at her shorts, letting the hem go a bit shorter. There. much better. She smiled and transfigured a pair of sunglasses and put them on.

"Hey," she said to the others.

[Samantha Montgomery]

Well at least someone wasn't wide eyed about the classroom Bek seemed to adapt quickly. "Hi Bek." Sam smiled towards the Gryffandor, and at the idea of Sunglasses as she summoned some for herself. She would change clothes when it became necessary, as soon as she knew what they would be doing.

[Rystain Quandry]

Rystain noticed that Bek had entered class and watched her don some shorts and watched with curiosity as they got shorter. He grinned inwardly appreciating the view, a guy couldn't be surrounded buy beautiful girls and not look, if they didn't they were obviously idiots or not hot blooded men... or blind. And he was none of those things. When no one else was looking he winked at her and then looked innocent. He noticed a slight breeze now and wondered if the professor had enchanted the room to have a climate too. The air was getting warmer he realized until the breeze hit him causing a mini draft of cool air that had begun. He grinned wider as the breeze hit one of the girls but tried to hide it behind his hand as he reached up to scratch his nose.

[Samantha Montgomery]

Sam appeared ever poised and in complete control, she didn't allow the breeze to affect her dress by casting a silent charm, besides the dress fit like a second skin so it really wasn't a problem of wind blowing anything. She didn't miss a thing behind her sunglasses which she guess was part of the reason for having them, she could watch while seemingly doing nothing else. She wondered when the class would start and if other students would start showing up.

[Rebecca "Bek" Caldwell]

Bek saw Rystain wink and winked back before a small breeze blew at her hair, it was calm and didn't bother her much except for the goose bumps now trailing on her arms. She shivered a bit and the breze stopped, and Bek was glad to feel the warmth again.

[Severus Snape]

Severus walked into class and stepped into sand. he was annoyed. He looked around the 'class room' and frowned, he was tempted in leaving. He trudged into class and sat in what he thought was the same spot as before and took off his shoes that were filled with sand, he stripped off his socks too. His poor pale feet burned on the sand and put them on top of his bag. This wasn't pleasant at all. Who the hell wrote "Beach?" He'd skin them, NO he'd give them the boil potion to drink. I'm sure they'd love to have boils on the inside of their mouth and throat. such dark thoughts gave him solace for a while, but his skin was burning, He had to find shade. He walked over the the palms in class with his bag over his shoulder again, leaving behind his shoes, and cut several leaves using his potions knife. after cutting them he looked at the blade and frowned further, it would need sharpening before the next class. He walked along the cooler plants and found a reed. He cut that too. Walking back to his shoes he stripped the reed and trimmed the palms, dropping the cut pieces as he walked, and stuck them on the reed. he sat down and used the stripped reed to give the palms support as he threaded the strips through the leave. Lucky him it was a sturdy plant. He stuck it into the ground and sat in it's shade, not taking off his robe. His feet burned and his face burned. He wasn't made for sun shine and sand. He sat and was miserable now as he waited for "Point". He raged in his mind, what an arrogant cow, thinking everyone would probably be at a loss and die if things changed or if something happened. If she really wanted to make a point, she'd make the situation real, not this farce of over hot charms and the excuse for warmer blooded students to sun bathe.

[Samantha Montgomery]

Sam watched Severus move around, but this time she knew him better she whispered a cooling charm in his direction before making a chair for him next to her underneath her umbrella, "Severus." his name was whispered but carried by the wind in her cooling charm to get his attention. If he were to look her way it was a prime offer, but Sam didn't believe in sympathy and she didn't want her efforts to look like pity which they weren't she had a bargain in mind for Severus.