Emma did feel that it was a catastrophe of unprecedented scale that he had been separated from her twin. Though they weren’t attached at the hip, she was used to seeing her twin far more than she was now. Not that she would admit that…
“It iz not zee end of the world,” Emma said with a dismissive shrug. “What if I was a Gryffindor?” she asked with a wry smile. A moment later, Emma shook her head. “I was sorted into Ravenclaw,” she told her, not wanting to ruin the moment. Unlike others, it seemed that Astoria wasn’t likely to enjoy the taboo…
She loved to look of panic in Astoria’s eyes. She was going to change that soon enough…
The cat’s hiss caught her attention. Astoria’s panic got her heart racing. “Iz zhat a teach who is an Animagus?” she whispered. Pulling her foot away, Emma slid them into her shoes. Well, she had gone a few weeks without a detention. If it was a teacher, there wasn’t much that could be done…