The first time I saw her in fourth year, I knew I didn’t like her. At the time I didn’t realize it, but I not only knew she was an Animagus and her quill was magical. Seeing the shimmering fractals around the pen made me hesitate and completely forget the slight instinct to pick her apart after the baseless articles against Harry and Fleur. It was always interesting how being an Animagius changes one's personality to a small degree. The fact that she was a beetle and I was a raven was going to make this conversation very interesting.