She pouted a little when professor Barlow told her that were she was afraid for, she really was allowed to have only one baby! She still didn’t liked it that Little princess would need to miss her babies but there was nothing she could do about it. She was already happy that she could save one of her babies!

A rat farm? The second year thought about it and concluded that that was indeed not a good idea, not that she like it, but if the school would be a rat farm than she was afraid that Little princess needed to miss more of her babies! And… she didn’t thought that Little princess wanted to be fat again, she was ugly when she was fat so a rat farm was indeed not a good idea!

And about her studies, she didn’t wanted to have a low grade… She sighed and turned her attention back to the professor and frowned. She really didn’t thought that her parents would help her, her mother had no time for her and her father was acting so strange lately… A sad look was now visible on her face and she felt horrible. She didn’t knew what was going on, but one thing was sure and that was that both her parents didn’t wanted to help her. Her mother only screamed and yelled at her father and if Sonea wanted something both her parents ignored her, they were busy with their own problems, as usual…

“I don’t think that I can ask my parents to help me, so I NEED to find a owner here at Hogwarts, or I can ask if a older student want to sell them at Hogsmeade…” she now spoke sadly and her smile had disappeared. “Thank you, professor” said the second year old and looked at her hands. She was ready to leave and looked one last time at the professor before she would leave her office.

"Hello, Professor!'' Jory greeted, carefully stepping over the boxes as he made his way into the office. Obviously she was packing. And he had to get his own packing done- he was procrastinating. It would be the last time he would ever be doing this here at Hogwarts.

"I just came to give you a going away present.'' Of course, it was him going away. "And also to thank you for the great lessons this term, plus that sale in Hogsmeade.'' Jory had really enjoyed that! Anyway. He handed over a small bag. It contained a model hippogriff.

"A going away present?" she asked, looking at him from across some boxes. How did...he know? Oh, wait. He was a seventh year, wasn't he? That made sense. "Well, then it looks like it's going away for both of us then. I'm leaving myself. Heading back to my old job at the harvesting center." She grinned. "Yet, I've got a promotion of sorts."

"I'm glad you had a good time this year," she said, accepting the gift. She opened the bag and produced a beautiful hippogriff. "Thank you," she said with a smile. "It'll be a good reminder of my time here."

Jory's face fell as he listened to Professor Barlow. She wouldn't be here next term? Sure, he won't be around but she was such a great professor! The next Professor to take the position had a lot to live up to. In Jory's opinion. But he smiled now. "Good luck then, Professor!''

"You're welcome. I'm just glad you came during my final year, the lessons were a nice way to end Magical Creatures classes.'' Yep. A very nice way.

Peyton smiled, too. "Thank you, and good luck to you, too," she said. She used her wand to move some boxes along the side wall and then looked back up. "I'm glad you enjoyed the classes. I had a lot that I still had planned to do, but...I'm happy to be going back to the Harvesting Center. It's my home. It really is."

"Thank you for stopping by, and thanks again for the gift. I'm afraid I need to be getting ready for the feast, though, and...so do you," she said, that professor tone still coming out in her voice just a bit. If she procrastinated any further, she wouldn't even make it there before the speech was given.