#transfiguration classroom

@wolfstarmicrofic September 20, word count 589

Sirius adored Professor McGonagall. She was strict but fair and always had time for him. She knew all about the issues he had at home. When he’d run away, she’d taken him into her office when he first arrived back at the castle, and they sat for hours while Sirius told her everything, every last sordid detail of the Ancient and Most Noble House of Black. She’d been horrified, of course, and vowed to fight Walburga Black herself if she tried to force him to go back. She’d also used the information to get Regulus out of his mother's clutches. They both lived at the Potters now, though Regulus was still a bit huffy about that. Sirius could see the change in him. Regulus was reverting to the sweet, soft boy Sirius remembered from their childhood. All in all, Minerva McGonagall was Sirius’s hero, though that did not stop him from misbehaving in her class. 

They were supposed to be turning Jackalopes into coat racks. Sirius had already managed it twice and was now bored. He started shooting the little pellets his Jackalope was leaving all over the desk at the back of Peter’s head. 

“Knock it off, Sirius!” Peter complained as he started the incantation again. Peter hadn’t managed to transfigure much yet, apart from making his Jackalope’s antlers too big for it to lift. Sirius did not do as Peter said and continued to fire the hard little pellets at Peter’s back. He missed a few, accidentally striking Remus with them. He gulped; he was in for it now. 

Remus’s back straightened, and he cracked his neck and rolled his shoulders. Sirius slunk down into his seat. He didn’t even see it coming. Remus hit him with the jinx silently, leaving Sirius to anxiously wait for whatever it was Remus was about to do to him. 

“You seem to be doing very little, Mr Black. Care to show me how far you have got?” McGonagall had snuck up on him. Sirius jumped in his seat and quickly nodded to her. He stood up, pulling his sleeves up and raised his wand. He cleared his throat and squawked like a chicken. The entire transfiguration classroom went silent, all turning to stare at him. 

He cleared his throat again and attempted the spell a second time. He made a sound like a trumpeting elephant. Sirius clamped his mouth shut in horror. 

“Mr Black,” McGonagall sighed in exasperation. He tried to explain himself, but all that came out was a cacophony of animal noises, some he’d never even heard before. 

“Detention, Mr Black.” She said with disappointment before moving to Remus and Peter’s table to observe them.

Once she was gone, Remus turned around, smirking at him. Sirius scowled at him, being careful to keep his mouth shut. 

“It could have been worse, Sirius. I was going to make you eat literal shit.” 

Sirius couldn’t wait for the bell to ring. He’d already decided to give up the day for a loss and go back up to the dorm room and wait for Remus to release him. He did have to appreciate it for the genius prank it was. He’d find a way to get Remus back. He’d landed him with a detention after all. 

@wolfstarmicrofic day 20 -423 words

“Good morning class, please settle down.” McGonagall’s voice was stern, as always, but today it seemed to hold a bit more patience for her students. It was Valentine’s day after all, and they were just a bunch of overly excited hormones filled 16 year olds, she was once young too, you know. 

“I know you are all excited today, but please, maintain your composure. I have a special lesson planned for this class.” 

At that the whole class perked up, usually “Special Lesson” meant troubles or hospital wing, especially when the marauders were in the classroom.

“Today we are going to transform butterflies into flowers and vice versa. So please come grab a caged butterfly on my desk and sit down with your partner, so I can give you the instructions.”

“Oh, this is so sweet” said a girl somewhere in the class, and a lot more people agreed. It was odd from McGonagall to have them do something so romantic on Valentines, but they certainly weren’t complaining. 

Sirius and Remus could already see James pestering Lily, trying to get her to be his partner, and just rolled their eyes.

“This is stupid” Sirius said, rolling his eyes. “Really? I find it romantic” Remus was pointedly not looking at Sirius’ eyes. They had been secretly dating for less than a month, and he still felt embarrassed by displays of affection. 

“You find it romantic, Moony? For real?” Sirius asked curiously, while sitting back down at their desk. 

“I mean… flowers, Valentine’s day, butterflies. I think it’s sweet, that’s all.” Remus shrugged, feigning indifference. He would have actually loved to receive flowers or chocolate as a gift, but he would not tell Sirius that, it seemed stupid to say it out loud. 

“Huh.” That’s all Sirius said before turning his attention to the professor, who was explaining the spell. 

Class was dismissed after one hour, and the students were allowed to keep their flowers. Sirius took a long time time to pack his bag, and he and Remus were the last sitting in the Transfiguration classroom. Once he was sure they were alone, Padfoot turned to Moony. “Happy Valentine’s day, Moony.” And put his flower behind Remus’ ear, that was now turning a deep shade of red. “Pads… you- Thank you.” With a kiss and wink, Sirius grabbed his hand and led him outside of the classroom, making sure that no one was around. 

SEARCH FOR A COMET - TRANSFIGURATION CLASSROOM SCENE

Jay already starts have feeling for their beloved Captain on that moment. Because of a spell not well executed, the little Goldfinch turns into a real comet and starts hitting everywhere. Jay notices it coming with Orion as a target and with their protective instinct, they jumps on him, knocking him down. Both starts blushing when they notice that Jay still on top of him and his hand was on her thigh. 

@wolfstarmicrofic November 20, word count 348

“Why is it we always end up in here?” Remus asked between kisses. “It’s like you’re trying to get us caught by McGonagall,” He complained as Sirius nipped at his bottom lip. 

“You know me, Moony, I like to live dangerously,” Sirius smiled against his lips, pecking little kisses on and around his mouth. “Besides, McGonagall’s in her office upstairs, and she hasn’t got any more classes today,” Sirius moved his mouth to Remus’s neck and sucked on his pulse point. Remus felt his knees go weak. He hadn’t even known that was a thing until Sirius had kissed him there the first time. He relaxed into Sirius’s touch and forgot that they were even in the transfiguration classroom. 

It didn’t last long. Less than a minute later, the proximity charm he’d set went off, and someone began to open the door. Without a word, Sirius pulled James’s invisibility cloak out of his bag and threw it over them both just as McGonagall walked into her classroom. 

Remus tried to keep silent, but Sirius, being the menace he was, had pressed himself against Remus and reached up to continue sucking little bruises into the column of his neck. Remus had to clamp his hand over his mouth to stop from moaning. But he must have made a noise because McGonagall looked up from her desk right at them. 

She stood up and walked slowly towards where they were hiding under the cloak when a loud bang from down the corridor made them all jump. She took a long breath and expelled it sharply through her nose before she went to see what all the commotion was. 

“Prongs, my absolute hero,” Sirius grinned at him as they quickly gathered their things and made a hasty retreat. He must have spotted them on the map and seen McGonagall come in. He probably thought they were pulling a prank and needed some help getting out of there.