 Unicorn Magic Rawr-er
Gem skipped in, wearing shoes for once in a good bit, and finding that they didn't slide as much as they would if she were just donning bare feet. It was sort of disappointing. She rather enjoyed skidding and dancing across the floor, twirling out of control, and giggling as loud as her lungs would permit her until she crashed into something or knocked over objects like a bowling ball to pins. However, her shoes had been looking rather lonely, and Henry and Jacqlyn, her pair of lime gelly flats, seemed to be begging to be taken out on a stroll this morning. "You'll get a whole Transfiguration lesson," she cooed down to them, patting their shiny sides with notable affection. Sliding into a seat she placed a sheet or parchment and her textbook onto the desk and withdrew her quill like one might a sword from its sheath, readying for the Lesson like a warrior for battle. As students poured in, and after a few moments the atmosphere settled, Gem waited for the lesson to begin. And it did, with a rather surprising question. Gem, as usual eager bright, and cheery, shot her hand into the air. There, it fluttered down to her side, faltering with her voice. "Well, Professor. Yes. I miss my cousin and my old patch on the rug." That's not all she missed, of course, her golden eyes gleamed with so much more than that, the wibble of her voice was soaked with grievious emotion, and her lips turned in a tiny frown. "I... Just miss my home... Hogwarts... It was everything to a lot of us. Better than all the planets and alternate universes combined..."
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