The further I walked down the train, the more nervous I became. I had felt so empowered and excited to see him, tell him how much better I am. But the longer this took, the more time I had to think of his reaction. I held my breath as I looked into each compartment, and sighed angrily each time he wasn't in there. This was going to be harder than I thought. Look in, sigh, keep walking. Look in, sigh, keep walking. Look in, sigh - Wait. I recognized that sandy blonde hair , and not only because it was so close to the color of my own. My breath caught in my throat as I started to panic. There were three other boys in the compartment. I can't just waltz in and say 'Wotcher! Good to see you! How have you been doing the past seven years? And your friends are?'
I felt a jolt in my stomach. The golden amber eyes widened as they met my matching ones. He saw me. And I probably looked like a creepy stalker, just staring at him. I smiled weakly and waved. He stared for a moment and I just stood there smiling dumbly at him. His friend with the glasses shook the sandy-haired boy's shoulder lightly, and I watched as he swam back to reality out of what was probably a memory. We both suffered from those god-awful flashbacks. I watched him mutter a 'excuse me' to his friends and he started walking towards me with the most confused face. Oh wait. He was walking towards me. Oh god. I leaned against the wall beside the compartment door. He leaned against the wall across from me and stared at me for a moment. It looked as though he was debating the fact I was real or not.
"Hi..." I looked down and kicked my foot back against wall.
"How... Why..." he spluttered. I could practically hear the shock on his face.
"They, um... They let me out. I'm better now..." My voice faltered out. I took a chance and looked up at him. Nope. Still shock. I looked back down at my feet. They really should clean this carpet...
"Are you sure? Like, for sure?..." I felt the concern.
"I passed all of my evaluations... I'm regular on my potions. I don't feel like -"
That's when he hugged me. And a hug from him is not just any hug. It was a blanket of protection, a wrap of warmth, a feeling of safety. He ran his fingers through my hair and kissed the top of my head.
"I missed you..." he mumbled into my hair.
I missed you so much," I mumbled, nuzzling my face into his chest, taking in a big breath. I really did miss him. He pulled away, holding my at arm's length to look me over. He was smiling. I felt myself smile back.
"Would you like to meet my friends?" he asked happily. I nodded excitedly.
We walked in the compartment. The other three boys immediately stopped their conversation. They looked at me and their jaws dropped. I knew they saw it, our similarities; the color of our hair and eyes, the way our noses curve, the freckle above our lip.
"Um, guys..." he started nervously. "I'd like you to meet Emily... Emily Lupin."
And I though their mouths couldn't get any wider.
Oh, did i mention I was Remus Lupin's secret twin sister?