Authors Note:

Hey!

Ok I love this chapter. Sorry if it seems a bit much but…I don't know…It seemed perfect.

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About a half hour later EL was extremely tired and just wanted to sleep. She slumped against a wall and closed her eyes. She didn't know where she was, that was clear, she didn't know where to go, that was the problem.

"Umm…Hello" Emily jumped to her feet, wide awake, to see who talked. A boy with black hair and soft blue eyes stood in front of her.

"Who are you?" He asked quietly. EL just stared at him. Was he here to make fun of her? Or could he help.

"I'm…I'm….err…Terry Boot." He stuttered since she didn't say anything and offered his hand. Emily stared at it. Could he be nice? She shook it once then dropped it, still not saying anything.

"Who are you?" He repeated, cocking his head curiously.

"EL." She murmured quietly. She didn't want to trust this boy, or even talk to him, but she had no choice.

"Do you…do you know where…the Ravenclaw common room is?" She asked quietly, not looking at him but staring at her shoes.

"Yes I do!" He said brightly. "I'm in Ravenclaw myself. I'll show you." He said motioning her to go to the left. She picked up her bag and started walking slowly.

"So why are you walking around the castle so late?" He asked, walking beside her.

Emily hugged her bag tightly and glared at him as if to say, "Why are you?"

Terry laughed and threw his head up. "Touché. See, being a prefect, you have to be on duty. And some people informed me that a particular foreign student didn't come back from dinner. I was sent to look for her." He said smiling at her.

She avoided his eyes and kept her head down, her hair covering her face completely. "What time do classes start at?" She asked quietly, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Hey…." he said sincerely, stopping in his tracks. EL looked at him, though he couldn't see her face.

"Why are you so sad? Or are you scared? And there's no need to be quiet. There's no one awake to hear you." He said smiling at her.

Emily pushed her hair behind her ears and glared at him. "I'm not scared…And my voice is quiet." She said resuming walking.

He went in front of EL and walked backwards in front of her.

"So you're sad? Why? And your voice wasn't to quiet when you beat up Malfoy." Terry said almost tauntingly.

She stopped and looked at him. He stopped too, about a foot away from her.

"I don't lie so yes, I'm sad. But I always am. And I was mad at Draco. Now stop berating me with questions; be happy I'm even talking. This is the most I've talked all day!" She exclaimed, pushing past him.

"Now where is the common room?" She asked, slightly annoyed on how long it was taking.

"It's ummm….round here I think. Why are you always sad? Yes, I'm still asking questions but oh well." He said looking around to see where they were.

She stopped and turned around to look at him, seeing as he hadn't moved yet. What was with this guy?

"You don't know where you are? Great! Just great!" She sat down on the floor, her back against the wall, her face in her hands.

What's wrong with me? It's just a guy but why do I feel on the verge of tears? God he better find the place soon.. He'll find out where we are…right?

"What? What's up?" He asked hurrying over and crouching in front of her.

"Not much! Let's see…I never met my parents, I was put in a muggle orphanage, I live with two vampires who drain me of blood and energy every night for the past 15 years, when blood isn't satisfying enough, they beat me, not to mention seeing tons of people die, thanks to them, now I've moved to a new school, a new world really, where my life still hasn't improved, I have no friends, people still think I'm weird and stare at me and stuff, and NOW for the past few hours I've been walking around by myself, then I meet a really cute guy and he has no idea where he is but keeps asking me questions that I don't want to answer because talking to people and expressing just isn't my thing, I don't do it, IT JUST DOESN'T WORK, and I'm tired and need sleep but I can't because I'm stuck in this stupid hallway just sitting here!" She said really quickly and really exasperated while having tears stream down her face, looking Terry in the eye the whole time.

Terry just sat there, managing to catch everything she said. Well this is…spontaneous! And she thinks I'm cute? That is REALLY weird!

EL finished and put her face in her hands again, realizing that she just said everything, all the stuff that happened, all the stuff she kept to herself all her life, to a complete stranger.

Terry found his voice again and said, "Come on…get up. The common room is just around the corner. Then you can go to sleep…OK?" He asked sincerely.

El looked up at him quickly. Usually one would be utterly shocked, she was glad he wasn't, but it was just a bit strange.

She quickly wiped the tears off her face and stood up, still clutching her bag. "I'm sorry…'bout that" She mumbled quietly. Emily could tell he didn't have people break down in front of him too often.

"No problem…stuff happens. Here's the common room entrance." He answered cheerfully. He stood in front of a portrait of a man in blue robes, a moon in the back round.

"If I'd known that was the entrance I would've been sleeping by now! I walked by this a million times!" She exclaimed.

Terry chuckled and said "Flying Pixies" and the portrait slid to one side revealing a dark tunnel.

"Cool! Ummm…Terry? Can you not say anything…about what just happened?" She pleaded.

She didn't want anyone to know that she broke down. Emily still didn't really know what happened. One time she was fine, next she was in tears. It was strange.

Terry smiled and replied, "No problem. Everyone has an off time. Even I do!" He replied truthfully. Terry then motioned for her to go first.

EL walked through the tunnel for a while, terry right behind her, and then came to a door. She opened the door and saw a beautiful deep blue room.

There were bronze curtains, and powder blue carpet, on the ceiling there was a sky painted on and around the tops of the walls there was a saying that read, "If you can think it or dream it, you can do it. You can go as high as the sky if you try!".

There was a warm fireplace and a whole bunch of bronze colored couches and chairs, and there was a few oak tables and bookshelves, which were loaded. To the left there was a spiral staircase and the same one on the right.

"The right staircase is to the girls, the left is the boys." Terry said.

Emily climbed the staircase and didn't turn on the light. She threw her bag down and collapsed on the only bed left, falling asleep immediately.

-----Disclaimer-----I do not own Harry, J.K. does