Bitter Goodbyes
By: BloomingHeart
Disclaimer: I own them, I really do....okay, I don't but my psychiatrist said I should say things that make me happy. No, I really don't own them. Well, I own Emily and Callie. And my socks. But thats about it.
Author's Notes: Okay, I told you all that I wasn't updating until I got 5 reviews, but thats tough shit. No, actually, I only updated because I got really sweet reviews from the people that actually DID review. I would like to thank these people, and this chapter is dedicated to them.
Mugz83: Getting a good review from you means a lot, because I love your stories. You were so nice, so THANK YOU!!
SnapeJuice: Thanks so much for reviewing! You were nice, and complementary, and gave me hints on how to keep the story good, so Thank you, SO much! And I will work on the formatting, but I'm not exactly sure how, so any help would be totally appreciated!
MEGAN! Dude, you were my very first reviewer! You Rock! Um, well, DON'T LICK THE BOX! (Lick Orlando Bloom instead...lol) But THANKS for reviewing...box-licker....I'm joking, I am...promise.
Now, ON with the story! Yay!
Emily had never understood the meaning of the term excruciatingly boring until now. She had agreed to talk to Draco, against her better judgement, and had spent the better part of a half on hour listening to him choke and sputter, trying to find words to express his thoughts. When he finally got going though, he really got going, and was talking so fast that Emily could only make out a couple words he was saying. The whole conversation went something like this:
"Well...see, uh, it's, I mean, well, I-I, like, well I mean, I know, well...." Draco started out, looking highly embarassed. He cleared his throat, and got himself together. "Okay, it's like this.... (he started speeding up, and Emily only caught the words, brother, dead, sister, bastard, Weasley, skirt, Potter, rumors, and cheese.) Okay?"
"Um, ya! Well, ya know what, I have to go, um, I hope you get your cheese back from Ron and Harry before your sister and your dead brother start spreading rumors about you being a bastard. Bye!" she said, and attempted to speed out of the room, but she tripped over the rug, and her skirt, though longer than the one she had been wearing before flew up, to reveal her pink thong. She flushed, pushed it back down, and sped out of the room. Draco looked confused, but shrugged and went to go find Callie.
Meanwhile, Emily was speeding through the halls at top speed trying to find Ron. Okay, she said to herself, you are a seventeen year old wizard, and you've got rumors flying all around school about you and a girl you're not even going out with. Where are you?
"Bathroom! Yay!" she exclaimed and turned around and sped in the opposite direction, towards the guy's bathroom. When she got there, she stopped for a moment outside the door to straighten her skirt. She cleared her throat and walked through the door, and was greeted not by Ron, but Harry.
"Oh! Harry, I'm SO sorry, I was looking for Ron!" she exclaimed, embarassed. He nodded, bit his lip, cleared his throat, and shifted his robes around, to hide a very prominent boner. (again)
"Yeah, he's in the library, well, he was. I dunno, he probably still is, I think, but he might have left. But check there first. Ya, do that." He said, blushing furiously. Dammit, he thought to himself, she changed her skirt. She thanked him quickly then ran out the door. Ron, you idiot! She thought, you are so stupid, hiding in the ONE place that I never go! And anyways, why would anyone want to go to the library? All it has is books in it! Well, and a crabby old librarian that looks like an overstuffed vulture, but she doesn't count. She arrived at the library, checked her hair, and walked in, only to be greeted by the object of her affection's laugh.
"Jesus Emily! What are you doing in a LIBRARY? Are you lost? And why the hell do you look like you just ran a marathon?" he said, still laughing. She glowered at him.
"I was looking for you, Weasley, and I am not lost! Although I do NOT understand why anyone with half a life would go to the library, but anyways, I look like I just ran a marathon, because I was running around the WHOLE friggin' school, looking for you!" she said, pretending to be angry but smiling anyways.
"Dude, well, no, not dude, but, what could possibly be so important that you had to talk to me about?" he asked. She didn't answer, but instead leaned down and gave him a soft kiss on the lips.
Hey guys! So... what did you think??? Lol, Ron finally got some luvins! Lol, I love those Weasley boys! So, what did Malfoy say? Why does Harry always get boners? What will poor old Malfoy say when he finds out about Emily and Ron's smooch? Read on, dudes, and dude-esses! (female dudes, don't ask!) And PLEASE!! I'm begging you! Review! Please, I live for it! Well, not really, but close enough. Oh, and, while your at it, read my friend Megan's story Don't Lick The Box! It's hysterical, you have to read it. I don't know her pen name though, but you'll probably be able to find it. Its an Inuyasha story though, not HP. Though she said that Draco might make an appearance! Yay!
LOVE AND KISSES!
BloomingHeart