Disclaimer: Everything belongs to JK Rowling, well, except Emmie.
Hey! This was a story I worked on a year ago and thought I lost but, tada, it was in a old file. This is a fun chapter and I hope you like it. PS, it doesn't focus on Harry, it focuses on Emmie and the twins.
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Troublesome Peace
Chapter One
Emmie Waters looked out the train carrying her to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She was kind of edgy as not 15 minutes ago a Dementor, a guard of the wizarding prison Azkaban, had boarded the train searching for the mass murderer Sirius Black. It hadn't entered her compartment but she could still feel the chill of them. Her father once told her that those guards made you re-live your worst memories. Emmie shivered at the thought. She didn't have a lot of bad memories but still. She sighed as the train pulled to a slow stop at Hogsmead Station. Emmie said goodbye to her owl Henry and hopped out of the train. Her friend Angelina Johnson caught up.
"Hey Em'." She said and Emmie smiled.
"Hey Angie. How did you fair with the trouble twins?" That was what she called Fred and George Weasley. The notorious pranksters of Gryffindor and Hogwarts. Angelina rolled her eyes.
"I don't get why you don't like them. They're so fun! Always making people laugh. Though when the Dementor came, it wasn't fun." The two girls shivered.
Emmie shook her head as they climbed into a carriage. Before the carriage could go, two identical red heads appeared. Fred and George were out of breath but grinning like usual. George sat next to Angelina ("You have a crush!" "Shut up.") and Fred sat next to his twin. Soon the three were in conversation, effectively ignoring Emmie. She was used to it though. Emmie may be a Gryffindor but she was a wallflower. Never loud or noticeable, but that's how she liked it.
Sure Emmie was pretty. She had dark curly red hair that reached mid back and grey eyes. She was pale with a sprinkle of freckles on her nose which was small and upturned. She always kept her looks as simple as possible though. Her curly hair was always in a ponytail and she never wore makeup. She liked a peaceful life and had discovered the secret to that was being as down low as possible. So instead of act she watched. Oh and read but everyone read. Emmie watched as the three Quidditch players discuss this year's tactics. Suddenly Fred (don't ask how she knew the difference between the two) looked up and at her. She turned away quickly but out of the corner of her eye she could see confusion on his face before he looked back at the others.
Emmie breathed a sigh of relief as the carriage pulled to a stop. She hurriedly climbed out and rushed up the stairs. She slowed when they all entered the castle and found a place at the table. She watched as everyone sat down, the trouble twins and Angelina sitting nearby. The new batch of 1st years nervously entered, looking around owlishly. Emmie smiled sympathetically as she remembered her first year at Hogwarts. She was terrified.
After the hat sang and the children were sorted Headmaster Albus Dumbledore stood. He explained about the Dementors being guards at school until Sirius Black was caught. Emmie shivered and she wasn't the only one. She saw Harry Potter pale and Emmie smiled sadly. She had already heard about how he had passed out when the train was searched. She could only imagine what memory he had endured and felt bad. Poor kid couldn't get a break. Emmie was starving when the food appeared. She wasn't like Ronald Weasley, one of Harry's best friends, who was currently shoveling food into his mouth. She just ate a large dinner and had some pumpkin pasties for dessert. She half listened to the table. There was talk about the Dementors being stationed, talk about Sirius Black, talk about what people did for summer, and talk about the Quidditch season. Emmie felt a pair of eyes occasionally fall on her but she ignored it. It happened once in a while and ignorance made it go away.
Emmie was tired once everything was said and done. She followed Angelina up the stairs to the Gryffindor Tower where she sleepily changed into her pajamas and fell asleep.
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As Emmie ate her eggs she watched with a scowl as that annoying Slytherin 3rd year Draco Malfoy pretended to faint when Harry walked in. She watched as the raven haired boy and his two best friends plopped next to Fred and George.
"What's up with you, Harry?" George asked.
"Malfoy." Ron said coldly.
George looked up and scowled just like Emmie. "Cheeky little git. He wasn't so cocky last night when the dementors were down at our end of the train. Came running into our compartment, didn't he Fred?"
Fred sent a contemptuous look towards Malfoy before smirking at his brother. "Nearly wet himself."
Emmie did something unlike her. She snorted and giggled. Fred, who was closest, looked over and she looked down quickly, a blush on her cheeks. She looked at him through her fringe which covered her face. He was looking at her with a bemused expression before turning back to the others. Emmie jumped when someone sat next to her. She heard Angelina giggle and she glared at her though her cheeks were still red.
"What's got you all flustered?" She asked.
"Nothing." But Emmie made the mistake of quickly looking over to where Fred was talking with George. Angelina unfortunately saw and gasped before laughing quietly.
"Fred Weasley. Hmmm, isn't that one half of the 'trouble twins' as you call them?" Emmie scowled at her friend.
"I-I was just embarrassed that he caught me watching them talk about that kid Draco Malfoy. That's all." She tried to cover up. It was part of the reason but really it was because he had actually looked at her for more than a second unlike most.
"Yeah, sure. C'mon we have Charms first." Angelina said and Emmie sighed before getting up and following.
She left with Fred looking after her.
"Who's that girl with Angie?" Fred asked his twin. George looked up as the two disappeared.
"Angie mentioned her. That's Emmie Waters. Apparently she keeps to herself, not many notice her. She's in our year though." George said. "Why?"
"No reason." Fred said quickly but George raised an eyebrow. He didn't say anything though. There were something's even George didn't understand about his twin.
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Like it? I feel its one of my best stories so I hope you will like it. Like I said it doesn't focus on the Golden Trio. Read and Review!