"Quite a tale, Mala. Perhaps we can find you a way to stay human, if you'd like. Actually, your problem is similar to mine. I have troubling holding my shape, too. It's really uncomfortable to wake up as a newt."  She looked up at a clock and then swore. "We're late for Alteration! Oh, crap!" The red-haired witch raced out of the dorm at top speed, which wasn't much in such dimly lit, cramped space.