So here was Vivian, skipping her way to the Astrophysics Lab with her baby pet rock cradled on her arm. Lucky enough to still be young and eleven and a firstie, she had more spare time than most of the older students. Most especially those who were dealing with those hard examinations at the end of the year, OWLs and NEWTs. The first year life was sort of the chill life at the moment, or so she believed.

Once she reached the laboratory, Vivian went to find a place where she could work and focus on Rockefeller in peace. "Y'know what being here means, kiddo?" the Slytherin lowered her head, eye level to the rock, looked at her meteorite and winked at it. "You - yes, YOU - are going to get a makeover!" That didn't sound so appealing to males, maybe including Rockefeller, but she didn't care! It'll make him look extra pretty pretty!

Vivian emptied a small pouch she had. She dumped all of its contains onto the table and spread everything on it. She had glue, those googly eyes, coloured yarn, paint, loads of brushes, glitters, felt markers, and all those pretty decorative bits and thingies she was able to dig up from her bags and chest. The eleven year old started with the eyes, adding glue behind them and then sticking both onto the rock. She then started cutting the yarn into three-inch long strands. Adding more glue to the meteorite's top, she began carefully sticking the pieces of yarn, which served as her pet rock's hair.

SEE? So pretty!

When she was done adding glitters and facial features such as the nose and mouth, Vivian raised her meteorite up in the air! "TADA! Behold my meteorite, Rockefeller!" And then she slowly placed a falling yarn back to its place. Maybe she'd let the glue dry for a bit. Hmm.

"You are absolutely the best dressed meteorite there is!" And she was a proud pet rock mama, of course!