As Nikolas wandered closer toward her, Lucy felt a small tug at the pit of her stomach. She swallowed softly as she leaned back in hopes of somehow the answer coming to her. As Nikolas took away the first thing that popped into her head, she smiled ruefully in response. What could she possibly want more than already being a witch?
"Oh, I wouldn't mind being a metamorphmagus!" Lucy said suddenly excited by the idea. She truly envied Professor Tonks' ability change her appearance at will. "It might be fun to see what I would look like with blue hair, or something."