Gemma was sure she'd made the right decision; she might have thought about how much it would mean to Professor Skeeter, but the follow through would have been disappointing. As much as Gemma loved herbology, she didn't want to get burnt out on it either. That was what she loved about her current path, the travel, the new places, new people, new experiences, it was never boring.

"I should have tried harder then." She smirked. In truth, Gem had never specifically tried to be a pain in anyone's ass; it had just come naturally, she was sure. Plus, Lestrange had deserved it. He really had. (It had been accidental, but she hadn't felt bad about it at all, and he'd retaliated!)

There wasn't much in the cupboard besides supplies, and so Gem moved back to check her list. It looked like Professor Lissington had found the shears, so she added them to the box. "I don't mind finishing up, if you have other things to do." She was grateful for his help, but if this was too hard, she could finish up on her own.