Marsha was excited. It was beginning to get ridiculous. She shouldn’t be this excited after a few days here. Classes had started and they were amazing and hard and distracting and wonderful but yet, despite the nerves and the panicky feeling that she would consistently get lost, she was still excited right down to her core.

And she couldn't help smile most of the time, even though she felt really little in such a hugemongous castle filled with mostly tall adults and students... But still she felt excited.

And even more than all of that. She was excited because Lance and her were on their way to talk to Professor Airey about adopting their very own rocks! Marsha still felt really bad for saying that she and lance should eat food first before leaving the table only to be swept away by the prefects before they could go into the hall and ask about adoption options.

Looking at the boy next to her, the Welsh girl grinned. "Do you know what kind you want?" Were there kinds of rocks? Did you get to choose or were the rocks like wands and they chose you? Hmm. She'd have to ask Professor Airey that...