Chapter 2:
A/N: Yeah, have you seen that episode of the Osbournes when Elijah Wood helps them clean up the dog piddle off the couch? Well that's pretty much what we did before writing this chapter. Except it was on the carpet, not the couch, and there wasn't a hot guy helping us…waa! No Elijah!
Debbie and Emmi made their way to the library to meet Adrian after Emmi stopped laughing at Debbie. Emmi was still giggling a little when they found Adrian in a corner of the library doing some work.
"About time you got here." Adrian said when he heard Emmi's stifled giggles. "What took you?"
"We had to stop by Prof. Weasley's office to get my schedule."
"Oh, well I got a owl from father this morning saying that Grandpa Christian died."
"Oh no," Debbie said sitting down across from her brother. Emmi went to her side and put an arm around her shoulder. "When? How?"
"The day we left for school. He died from old age."
Debbie sighed. "He was pretty old."
Emmi wasn't sure what to say. She knew she would be pretty sad if her grandfather died. And now that she thought of it, she had an Uncle Christian who was pretty old…
Adrian had some work to do, so Debbie and Emmi left him and made their way to the Great Hall for lunch. The trip there seemed longer than it usually did, mostly because neither of them were speaking.
Emmi and Debbie sat down at the table and began to eat. Neither of them ate much. Emmi's owl, Scout, landed in front of her startling both girls. Scout held out her leg so Emmi could take the mail attached to it. Emmi gladly let the owl eat some of her lunch as she read the letter.
"What?" Emmi said with a tone of sadness and surprise. "Oh no…"
"What is it Emmi?" Debbie asked looking over her shoulder at the letter.
"My Uncle Christian died Yesterday… of old age."
Debbie and Emmi glanced at each other in disbelief.
"You don't think…"
"It couldn't be…"
"Just a coincidence…"
"Yeah… what's your Aunt's name?"
"Hannah. She was married to Christian. What was your grandmother's name?"
"Hannah…"
Prof. Weasley looked over his plate towards the girls, whose faces were once filled with laughter and annoyance, were now morbid. He was surprised in the sudden change in mood.
"I wonder what happened?" He said aloud in thought.
"What happened to who?" Prof. Flitwick asked.
"Oh nothing, no one." Prof. Weasley pushed the wonderment to the back of his mind for the moment and he and Prof. Flitwick returned to their conversation.
The girls, however, were staring at each other in shock. Was it possible that they had the same relatives? Scout had already left for the owlery, and the tables were beginning to fill up.
"Hey Emmi, Hey Debbie." Said a familiar voice next to Emmi. Both girls jumped in their seats and looked towards the seat. Sitting down was one of Emmi's best friends, Ty.
"Hey Ty." The girls said in unison.
"Is something wrong?" Ty asked seeing the looks on their faces.
"My Uncle Christian died yesterday," Emmi said.
"And my Grandpa Christian also died yesterday."
Ty looked at their faces again and knew why they had the expressions that they wore. "Are you two related in some way?" He asked, saying exactly what Debbie and Emmi were thinking.
"I don't know," Debbie said slowly. She pushed her plate aside and took out a piece of parchment, and a quill and began writing a letter.
"Who are you writing to?" Emmi asked watching her friend.
"My dad," Debbie said writing quickly. "I'm asking him if he would be able to draw me a family tree. You should ask your parents the same thing."
Emmi nodded and also took out parchment and a quill. She began to write a note similar to Debbie's. When they both finished, Debbie took the notes up to the owlery, leaving Emmi at lunch with Ty.
"I'm sorry your uncle died Emmi." Ty said breaking the silence between them.
"Thank you." Emmi said quietly. She was staring at the table and thinking very hard. Was it possible that she and her best friend were related in some way? They had relatives who had the same names, and one who had died on the same day, for the same reason. Something told Emmi that it wasn't coincidence.
"Are you okay?" Ty asked Emmi, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"Huh?" Emmi said, breaking her chain of thought. "Oh, I'm sorry, I was just thinking about Debbie and I. Do you think there's a way were related?"
"I don't know." He replied, removing his hand and turning back to his food. "I'm not sure it was any coincidence that you each had a relative die on the same day, with the same name."
Emmi stayed quiet for a moment. "What class do we have next?"
"Care of Magical creatures."
"Oh, how come I didn't see you in our morning classes?"
"I had a problem I had to take care of. My schedule was all weird, but Prof. Snape and I fixed it."
"What was wrong with it?" Emmi asked she took her plate back and began to eat, feeling her appetite come back into her.
"The classes weren't right. They had giving me Divination and Arithmacy instead of Care of Magical Creatures and Potions. Plus it said I had Defense Against the Dark Arts and Herbology in the afternoon, and the classes were on different days then everyone else's."
"Wow, how come it was so weird?"
"It wasn't my schedule. It was someone from Gryffindor's. I guess there's a third year whose name is Ty that transferred in this year. Somehow his schedule got into the Slytherin's schedules."
Emmi shrugged and continued eating. She was thinking about Debbie, when she came back.
"I hope our parents get our letters soon," Debbie said sitting down on Emmi's other side, where she was before. She also pulled her plate back and began to eat. "Do you think there's anyway we may be related Emmi?"
"I don't know." Emmi replied hearing the question for the third time. She looked up for a second and saw a most unpleasant sight. Draco Malfoy, one of the people she and Debbie hated most was walking towards them. Emmi nudged Debbie and Ty and pointed to him. All of their faces went to expressions of hate.
"Well look who it is," Draco said stopping behind them. "I'm surprised to see you here. I was sure you wouldn't make it back." He smiled a mischievous grin.
"Draco, why don't you go jump of a cliff," Debbie said, not looking at Malfoy. "And rid us all of your snotty, stuck up, illiterate face."
"Yeah, and while your jumping feel free to shoot yourself." Emmi said.
"Only if you jump with me." Draco sneered at Emmi. It was a known fact that Draco had a huge crush on Emmi. Emmi clenched her hands into fists, as well as Debbie and Ty.
"I would so hex you right now if I could," Debbie said, tuning around. "But I don't want to get in trouble on the first day back to school."
"You know you don't have a chance with Emmi so why must you bother her all the time?" Ty said, also turning around.
"Neither do you, so why do you brother her." Draco sneered back.
"Ty has more of chance with me than you ever will!" Emmi yelled standing up. The whole Hall went quiet and watched the fight. "And he doesn't bother me! He's my friend and your not, so why don't you listen to his advice and leave me alone?!"
"I would, but then you wouldn't talk to me." Draco said. He raised his hand up so as to touch her face, but Emmi slapped it away. Debbie and Ty both stood up.
"Don't you dare touch her Malfoy!" Ty yelled at him. Draco turned his cold eyes on Ty.
"What? playing a jealous boyfriend now, are we?"
"Jealous?" Debbie repeated disgustedly. "Why would Ty have any reason to be jealous of you? Why don't you just leave right now and save yourself the humiliation of being beat by a girl."
Draco looked at Debbie and opened his mouth to say something, but thought better of it, knowing the aggressive girl would surely beat him if he said what was on his mind. "Fine, we'll talk later." He walked away down the table and took a seat next to his cronies, Crab and Goyle, who the three of them could see were trying not to laugh.
Debbie, Emmi, and Ty sat back down. No one said anything. Slowly, the Great Hall began to fill up again with the sound of the many students talking. Emmi played with her food for a while before standing up again.
"I'm going to the bathroom. See you guys in Care of Magical Creatures." Emmi grabbed her bag and headed out of the great hall. Ty and Debbie exchanged looks, then Debbie stood up and began to follow Emmi.
Debbie caught up with Emmi as she was entering the bathroom. "Hey Emmi!!" She called. Emmi stopped in the doorway and watched Debbie come towards her. "Are you all right?"
"Yeah," Emmi sighed as they went into the bathroom. "I just need to blow off some steam. ARG!! That Malfoy makes me so angry!! Why won't he just leave me alone?!"
"Emmi, you know he has a crush on you." Debbie said. "He's going to keep bothering you for that reason and that reason only."
"But if he truly liked me wouldn't he be nice to me?" Emmi asked. She turned on the faucet and caught a cupful of water in her hands, then splashed it onto her face.
"It would ruin his reputation to be nice to you." Debbie said. She leaned against the wall closest to the sink Emmi was at. "Did you really mean what you said about Ty?"
"What are you talking about?" Emmi said, splashing her face again with water.
"When you said Ty had more of a chance with you than Draco did."
Emmi didn't say anything. She turned off the sink and leaned over it. Emmi didn't know why she had said that, but it was the truth. Emmi would gladly date Ty over Draco, though she knew that would never happen. She didn't love Ty in that way, and he didn't love her that way either. At least Emmi didn't think so.
"You know he blushed when Draco called him a jealous boyfriend." Debbie said not hearing an answer from Emmi. She was staring at her friend's pensive face. "There's not something going on between you two I don't know about, is there?" Debbie smirked.
"No! Of course there's not." Emmi said turning around and facing Debbie. "I would never let anything happen between us, ever. We're just friends, that's all. Just… friends." Emmi said the last few words with a slight hint of sadness. Emmi said the truth. She didn't want things to change between them. They were too good of friends. So why did she feel sad about what she said? "Anyway," Emmi said, pushing those thought's out of her head. "We better go or we'll be late for Care of Magical Creatures."
Emmi grabbed her bag and went to the door. Debbie did the same, and the two of them left the bathroom. Each thinking their own thought about someone else. Emmi's mood brightened and she grinned evilly at Debbie.
"So Mrs. Frankenstein, are you going to write an extra credit essay just for the hell of it?"
Debbie turned red as the blood rushed to her face and she elbowed Emmi in her ribs as she started giggling. "Shut up!" But Debbie tried to make light of the situation. " But I have enough hair spray too…" She grinned and whispered an idea into Emmi's ear and they both laughed all the way down the lawn to Hagrid's Hut where Draco was all ready waiting.
He saw the deep look of hatred on Emmi's face and Debbie just glared at him.
"So Deb-Deb how's your mother?" Draco crossed a line. How did he know was all that Debbie could think.
"I don't know, but how's your Dad holding up in Azkaban? Is he liking it better then being around you?" Debbie glared at him, but her eyes looked moist.
Draco squared his chin and narrowed his eyes moving right in front of her.
"If it doesn't work out with Emmi and I…" but before he could finish his sentence Emmi slapped him hard across the face. Debbie broke out in laughter at the look on Draco's face. Emmi looked triumphant and then Hagrid called them all together for class. A very much welcomed interruption. When no one was looking Debbie wiped away a small tear, but it wasn't from the laughing.
"Today we're goin' ter learn 'bout Mer-folk…blah blah blah blah blahdy blah blah…" Emmi and Debbie pretty much tuned out but still were paying attention somehow. Draco kept on shooting dirty glances at the two and then whispering something to the "cronies" and they chuckled. Crabbe blew two kisses at them. And Debbie whispered to Emmi.
"Ugh! Now I'm going to have to take another couple showers to get that filth off!"
Emmi giggled and Hagrid looked over but got right back to the lesson.
TBC…
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