Chapter 1:
Six years later…
Emmi and Debbie are sitting in the back of their Defense Against the Darks Arts classroom giggling at another of Neville's mistakes.
"Mr. Potter, please escort Mr. Longbottom to the hospital wing." The new teacher said. Harry got up without out saying a word and led Neville to the hospital wing, just as Mr. Percy Weasley commanded.
Debbie raises her hand.
"Yes Ms. O' Brian?"
"Professor, perhaps we should start with some review?"
Prof. Weasley looked at Debbie and his face flushed. He laughed awkwardly. "Yes, perhaps a review will be good." He turned away and went to his desk. "I want you each to grab a partner and practice all the safe spell's you already know. You have the rest of class to work on them. Tomorrow you will be quizzed on random spells and graded to your ability to do them. Begin."
Emmi and Debbie stood up and began practicing the many safe spells they remember from years past. Debbie, who was a natural at every spell, had to help Emmi remember how do a couple of them.
Prof. Weasley watched Emmi and Debbie performing from a safe distance. He wasn't sure why, but he couldn't help himself. Debbie had become a beautiful woman, since last he saw her. As did Emmi, but there was something about Debbie that made him unable to stop watching her.
The loud 'ring ring' of the bell signaling the end of class, broke Prof. Weasley from his stare. He dismissed the class and returned to his paper work that he was supposed to be doing. The room emptied with much noise until it was silent. Prof. Weasley believed that the room was empty and sighed deeply, putting his head into his hands.
"Professor Weasley?"
The professor jumped in his seat and looked up. Standing in front of his desk were Debbie and Emmi.
"Yes girls?"
"We were wondering if there was going to be any extra credit if we failed the test tomorrow." Debbie said.
"No, I don't think there will be any." Prof. Weasley replied. "These spells are ones you should have memorized. And you shouldn't worry, I don't think you will fail tomorrows quiz."
"Thank you, Professor!" Debbie said with a smile. "I just wanted to know so I can keep my grades up. We better go. Thanks again Professor!"
Emmi and Debbie left the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. They were hurrying down the corridor, looking at their schedules.
"What do we have next?" Emmi asked searching her bag for her schedule. "Where the heck is my schedule!!"
"We have Herbology. You probably left your schedule in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. I'm sure Professor Weasley will find it and hold onto it. We'll go get it before lunch."
Emmi, who was still searching her bag, didn't notice where she was going. She was just following Debbie out of the corner of her eye. When Debbie disappeared, Emmi kept walking straight, thinking Debbie just walked out of sight, and not knowing she turned. Suddenly, Emmi hit something.
Emmi cried out as she fell to the ground, landing on her back. "Ow," she groaned getting up into a sitting position and placing a hand behind her head.
"Oh, Emmi it's you."
Emmi looked up at to the person she bumped into and found it was Adrian. He held out his hand and helped Emmi up.
"Hey Adrian. Sorry I bumped into you," Emmi apologized. "I was looking for my schedule and wasn't watching where I was going."
"Did you lose your schedule already?" Adrian teased. Emmi knew he was teasing and just crossed her arms and smirked.
"No, I just misplaced it. I must be going. I don't want to be late for Herbology. See you later!!"
"Wait, would you tell my sister to meet me in the library at lunch?"
"Sure." Emmi left Adrian and rushed back in the direction she just came from. She turned a corner and waved goodbye. Adrian watched Emmi leave before turning and walking down the corridor.
Emmi ran down the corridor, out the large front doors, and towards the green houses. Emmi saw Debbie halfway there and ran faster to catch up to her.
"Where did you go?" Debbie asked when Emmi caught up to her. Emmi was trying to catch her breath. "I thought you were following me up until I got to the front doors. I was talking to myself all the way there!! People must have thought I was nuts!!"
"Sorry, I didn't see you turn and kept going straight. Then I bumped into Adrian and-"
"My brother?"
"No the other Adrian I know, of course your brother! He says you have to meet him in the library at lunch. Are we late?"
"No, we have a minute or so. I wonder what he wants?" Debbie shrugged.
***
Debbie and Emmi meandered their way to Prof. Weasley's office and knocked. They heard a strange nasal sound coming through the door and went in without being called. Prof. Weasley was hunched over his desk asleep and snoring loudly.
Emmi giggled and Debbie nudged her in the ribs. Debbie then went over to Prof. Weasley and tapped him on his shoulder.
"Professor Weasley?"
"Whoza?" He jumped and looked around wildly.
"It's just me Professor. We just came by to see if you had Emmi's schedule."
Emmi was standing behind Debbie with two hands over her mouth and turning a shade of red unbeknownst to man. Prof. Weasley looked from Debbie to Emmi and then back to Debbie.
"Yes…it's right here. Is she ok?" Prof. Weasley asked while handing Debbie the schedule. Emmi burst out in laughter and fell to the floor clutching her stomach. Debbie just looked at her and then back to Prof. Weasley as if nothing had happened.
"She'll be fine. Thank you Professor." Debbie then kicked Emmi so she would stop laughing and she stood up immediately.
"Thank you…*snort*…Profes…hahahaha…sor, thank you Professor." She ran out of the room and fell to the floor laughing and clutching her side as if it was about to split. Prof. Weasley looked at Debbie and arched an eyebrow.
"Are you sure she's ok?"
"You think she's bad…" And with that she walked out of the classroom leaving Prof. Weasley dumb struck.
When Debbie got back outside Emmi had gotten herself back together and Debbie just looked at her.
"What?" Emmi shrugged her shoulders "Did you see his hair!?"
The door was ajar and Prof. Weasley heard what she had said and began smoothing over his hair and looking into the mirror on the wall.
"Yeah I saw it! I wish mine would do that in the morning, all I'd need is a white strip down the side and I'd be the bride of Frankenstein!" With Debbie's remark Emmi fell to the floor in another fit of laughter. Prof. Weasley came through the door and closed it behind him.
"I'm sure you'd be much prettier then his bride" Prof. Weasley walked away towards the Great Hall and it was Debbie's turn to be dumb struck.
Through Emmi's new fits of laughter she managed to get out " ooooo!…he…he liiikes…you…!"