Emeline was sure Draco hated her. I mean really I seemed Draco hated everyone but she was a Hufflepuff. She always heard him talk about how Hufflepuff's are just the talentless clowns who have nowhere else to go. She didn't really care though. She wasn't the sort who started confrontations. It isn't that she can't stand up for herself; it only means that sometimes you just have to let things roll off your back. It's not worth it getting all worked up over some pissy little boy full of hot air.
She thought maybe all he really needed was someone to talk to. He didn't even seem to have any real friends. Minions is more like it. He honestly seemed like a very lonely boy. Then again people have called Emeline naive in the past. Maybe Draco truly is all around rotten to the core. She just couldn't feel that kind of vibe from him though. She thought maybe if she just had a chance to sit down with him and talk; they could get to the heart of the matter and he wouldn't be so grumpy all the time. Who knew she'd get her chance so soon.
Emeline was a well-intentioned young girl and never did anything bad on purpose but she did have a habit of talking a bit too much. This would always get her into trouble for class disruption. Of course Snape wasn't having any of it and sent her to detention. She'd been in detention once before for something that sounded pretty serious when you said it out loud. The only other time she went to detention was for indecent exposure. She was caught getting; shall we say "intimate" with her boyfriend at the time.
She walked in and looked around the room. The teacher hadn't arrived yet and she looked like the only one who had detention so she just sat in the very center of the front row and put her head down on the desk with her hood up over her head. Accidently she fell asleep.
Draco walks into the detention room and looks around a little confused. He was sent there for getting into another fight with Harry. He slowly walked up to the hooded stranger.
"Hey!" he said loudly nudging the clocked figure.
"Wha..!" Emeline wiped a little drool off her chin. "Shit, I fell asleep" she says groggily.
"Where's the teacher in charge of detention?" he asks sounding rather authoritative.
"Oh man! No one's come in? I've been here for 20 minutes!" Emeline noticed looking at the clock in the front of the class.
"What are you doing here anyway?" Draco said you in a way that made it sound almost insulting.
"And what's that supposed to mean" Emeline says placing a hand on her hip.
"What's a Hufflepuff doing in detention?" he scoffed
"Well, I'll have you know that I've been to detention several times." she sounded sassy
"Oh really?" Draco rolled his eyes.
"I was talking to my friends too much and making everyone laugh a little too loud so I was sent here for disrupting class" she explained sounding a lot less sassy
"If there's anything Hufflepuffs are good for it's for a laugh" Draco scoffed.
"Oh haha" Emeline said dripping with sarcasm.
Just then the sound of banging and explosions had then both ducking for cover under a desk and McGonagall's voice could be heard throughout the halls. "Students and staff. Dementors have been sighted within school grounds. All doors must remain locked and secured and everyone must remain indoors until further notice.
"Are you serious!" Draco gets up and runs to the door. "It's locked!"
"Until further notice" Emeline adds getting up from underneath the desk straitening out her robes.
"Perfect!" Draco stomps around the room and sits in the big teacher's chair.
Emeline sat on top of her desk with her feet dangling back and forth as she bit her nails and looked out the window.
She looked so cute all scared like that. As Draco caught himself thinking that he quickly looked away. She had honey brown hair, big blue eyes and creamy skin. Too bad she's Hufflepuff, he thought. "You aren't Muggle are you?" he asked
"No actually I'm as pure blooded as you thank you very much. Have I not introduced myself?" she said looking up trying to remember if she had. "I'm Emeline Thomas and I come from a long line of pure blooded wizards" she stood up from her desk "But don't you think I share any of your ridiculous notions about blood purity" she pointed her finger at him as if scolding a young child.
"I didn't think you would" he smirks. At least she's pure blooded, he thought. He didn't want to have feelings for someone that could compromise his and his family's status or anything that could get them in trouble with the dark lord. When he realized what he was thinking he stood up and walked to the window to see if he could find something with which to distract himself.
Emeline looked at him and tilted her head a little to the left in thought. A faint light coming from the other side of the window highlighted Draco's profile. He looked sad. Emeline tried to figure out something to say or do that would maybe cheer him up a bit but she couldn't think of anything. The silence was beginning to drive her crazy.
"So…" she began walking up to him slowly "What are you doing in detention?"
"That is none of your business" he didn't turn to acknowledge her.
"You got into a fight, didn't you?" she smiled noticing his knuckles looked a little scrapped.
"Lucky guess, Hufflepuff" he turned around and gave her a menacing look.
"You know" she smiled and continued walking slowly towards him "You don't have to be so defensive all the time" she leans up against the windowsill next to Draco.
"I'm not defensive" Draco says noticing how defensive it sounds the second it leaves his mouth. He rolls his eyes in frustration and walks away from the window.