She grinned even as she rolled her eyes. He was brilliant, that was true, and she didn't find him nearly as annoying as she thought she would based on the stories she'd heard of James Potter and the Marauders. If she was going to get this, it would be under his tutelage. Hermione nodded though. "I'll get it." She was brilliant and she needed this because it would give both her and her boyfriend peace of mind.
"I will."
Even if it meant her form was an otter. She'd figure it out, whichever animal she became, because that part wasn't nearly as important as the fact that she could do it. Hermione rolled her shoulders and resettled, refocused, and began the incantations anew.