betterthanvoldy commented on blueridgemod's post:

"You're truly irreplaceable," she said gently. It was the warmest her voice ever got with anyone including her own sister.

Gemma grinned at Samir, her eyes coming to life when he knocked on the door. Her wand was stashed up her sweater sleeve, waiting in anticipation for the woman to answer the door.

Amelia pinched the bridge of her nose as she sat at her desk, papers spread across the damn thing like a tornado had ripped through just moments earlier. She was frustrated and tired then a knock and she was instantly annoyed. "Damn," she muttered under her breath. "Doors open," she called out, without picking up her head. Who the hell would be bothering her now anyways?

Gemma bounced back on her feet, looking at Sam excitedly. She reached out her small hand and opened the door. Stepping in, she stood before her old professor looking as sweet as ever. "Evenin' professor," she said, her voice sounding like pure silk.