Gemma grinned, knowing she'd gotten to Allegra, but also knowing that Lucy was the only thing keeping them from talking properly. She doubted Lucy would be going to bed on time tonight.
She snickered at Lucy's bragging about her father's new job - until she revealed just what that job entailed. Now Gemma had never been a pureblood supremacist of any sort. She was half-blood on her mother's side, and didn't know anything about her father so he very well could have been Muggleborn for all she knew. In the end, it didn't matter what the words meant for her - she knew Allegra was going to go spare.
"If you eat your vegetables and clean up your room, maybe you can spend a day at the spa helping people look pretty. But you said Daddy has a new job? Did you mean the Prime-Minister?" Oh, how she wished she had some way of capturing the fireworks that were no doubt about to come.