She petted Samir's arm lovingly and pouted up at him. "I don't know how we would work with whole thing without your expertise on these damn hooligans," she said gently. "Your patience will be rewarded darlin," she reassured him.
She began to ascend the stairs leading to the faculty offices. Her pace was quick down the corridor. She felt like she could take on the world at the rate they were going. All of the faculty offices that they had passed were empty so far but Amelia Gray's was at the end of the hall and there was a small hope that she would be in there. Gemma wanted seclusion and privacy for this kill. It was to be more personal that the muggles in the bar.
This kill meant something.
Amelia Gray had always challenged Gemma when they were in class, she was always sticking her nose into things, she was always looking at Gemma as though she could see right through it. It was unnerving, it was irritating.
