The kaleidoscope of vision of the dove was what took the most getting used to, but after another moment it settled in, sharp and focused. Elsie was already comfortable with the lightness, the freedom of her new form and she heard both Mrs. Zabini's gentle reminder and delighted praise. She noticed the mentioned parakeet straight away, it's feathers nearly blinding in her new world, but she wasn't about to stick around and get herself in some sort of feathery squabble.

Experimentally, she flapped her wings, stretched them and with only a short moment of hesitation, leaned forward off the branch. With her wings out wide, she caught the current easily, gliding upward, then down, one short lap around the garden before touching back down before her mentor. Flight was something she would explore more on her own, but for now she rather thought she should transform back, just to make sure there were not problems there.

Concentrating, she found the return easier than the original transformation and she was once again a blue-eyed brunette slip of a girl standing in the middle of her back garden with a huge grin across her features. "Oh my!" Was all she could think to say, too excited by the success to formulate anything else.