Pursing her lips Gemma supposed that was true. Though sometimes she forgot what it was like to see her girlfriends on a regular basis. Without Tilda and Kenna readily available in the next bed, or Bella easy to find in the common room or down the hall, it was harder to keep in touch than Gemma would have liked. They were all busy of course, apprenticeships, the season and social events for some, distance, it spread them all apart and though she didn't like to think about it, it was all part of growing up. School had been so much easier.

Of course Gemma rarely thought of herself as an adult and perhaps that's why when Bella used the word "man" over Gem's own choice of "boy", she realized that she was in fact, an adult, and so was Alfie and that he was most assuredly not just a boy anymore. "Not even when Peeves did the mistletoe thing?" Gem highly suspected she would have heard about that too, but it was a shot in the dark. Then again she was not the most feminine of her friends, they didn't always come to her with such news.

Flopping back on her bed dramatically, which was mildly out of character for her, Gemma let out a long sigh. Just how did one go about telling their friend such a secret? With Gemma there really was only one way, "I did, on New Year's." She blurted out, rolling her head to the side to look at Bella.