Chapter Two-Founding Houses and Founding Enemies
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Emilee's profile: Hi. My name is Emilee Tentsworth. I'm pureblooded and proud of it. I want to be in Slytherin and I'm very cunning. I am 5'1 with shoulder length midnight black hair. I love the colors blue, silver and black. My favorite class is Potions (because Snape let's me flirt).
Emilee settled in to the seat opposite the redhead. He seemed reluctant to talk to her, but was perfectly happy checking her out. She sometimes found that annoying because he was kind of cute. Harry Potter, however, was all about talking to her.
"What house do you expect to get into Emilee? I personally want to be in Gryffindor." Harry also had the tendancy to ramble on at times.
"Actually, I'd love to be in Slytherin but if I have to then I guess Gryffindor will do. Slytherin seems for people like me. The bad people." Emilee smirked.
Harry glanced quizzically at her. This girl, this precious gem, didn't seem like the other cruel people he had met.
As he was about to respond the compartment door slide open and a young witch with bushy brown hair and rather large front teeth stepped in.
Emilee glanced up and did a double take. This girl was obviously the bookworm of the school with her baggy skirt and shirt. Emilee could almost see the taunts and giggles from the others.
"Have any of you seen a toad? Neville lost his. Honestly, I don't know why he bought a toad of all the animals he could have brought. I mean really-" she was interrupted by a cold, drawling voice from the doorway.
"Granger get on with your point or go away. No one wants to listen to your rant all day. Oh, and, um while your at it find some better looking are a bit ugly." Hermione whirled around at the sound. She realized she was staring into the cold eyes of Draco Malfoy.
"If you don't appreciate the way I dress then why are you here?" Hermione stepped up to the boy and glared at him.
"I happen to be looking for Emilee Tentsworth. I heard she was down here with Harry Potter and a certain Ron Weasley. Are you her?" He turned to Emilee.
"Yes, why who's asking?" He looked her up and down taking in her short strapless Aline black dress with silver heels and a perfect side ponytail. She was a picture perfect babe, someone he wanted to have by his side for the rest of his life.
"I have a letter for you from your friend's Courtney and Ashley." he handed it to her and she unfolded it.
Emilee,
Hey we are sending this to you through the blonde guy we just met. We were wondering if you wanted to meet with us later this week and hang out. Maybe go to the lake and swim. You did bring your bathing suit right? Well if you did and you want to then send your response by owl.
Courtney and Ashley
Emilee smiled to herself as she folded the note and thanked Draco. She stood to go just as the train lurched around a corner. Emilee, caught off guard was pitched forward and fell against Draco. His arm's instinctively wrapped around her waist to steady her. She waited a minute longer than necessary before she straightened up. Ron looked on jealously.
Ron's POV
I watched, rather enviously as Draco cradled Emilee in his arms. I wished that could have been me holding her like that. I want to show her a side of me that could be there for her. A side better than that bastard Draco. When they finally let go of each other Draco smiles a cheeky grin and starts to leave. Before he can do so I stand up and punch him in the back of the head. He crumples to the ground blacked out. I honestly don't know what made me do it but I acted faster than I ever have in my life.
Emilee stared at the crumpled figure in shock for a minute. At first I think she is going to congratulate but when she turns to face me her face is deadly and her blue eyes are full of anger. She stepped toward me and it felt like the whole room fell silent.
I felt the slap before it happened but it still hurt like hell.
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?" she screamed at me,"YOU ARE A FUCKIN CRAZY BASTARD"
WELL that's all for now...I'm watchin the HUNGER GAMES... Rue's dying NOOOO