Not a single review yet. Hm, I will probably change the summary and the title once more until I start getting some reviews. I mean when you see a title and it seems interesting and you follow up by reading the summary and then your off to reading the actual story. So I will redo those I suppose. Well here Emily goes to Diagon Alley and meets Ron and Harry again as well as meeting Hermione for the first time. She also has a little run-in with Draco. Oo fun.
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I woke-up feeling a little drowsy. I didn't get much sleep, but what can you do? I had to go to Diagon Alley and tomorrow I would be off to Hogwarts. I went downstairs to the smell of breakfast cooking. My parents were already up and ready, waiting for me to emerge. I yawned and drank my juice that was waiting for me.
"Don't you want something to drink with your breakfast, Emily?" My mother asked. I looked at my empty glass and shrugged. With his wand, my dad floated the juice box over and poured me more.
"Thanks," I mumbled. He gave a slight nod and continued reading Witch Weekly.
"I was talking to Lucius yesterday at work and he said him and Draco would be at Diagon Alley today as well." I looked at my dad, well more like the front page of the newspaper.
I sarcastically replied, "Oh yay let me do backflips of joy."
He brought the paper down and gave me that look that tells you when your parents don't want to hear your sarcastic remarks. "He told me that Draco said you two got along very well the other night." I lifted my eyebrows.
"Liar. He was completely rude to me. I told him it was not right to be mean to a house-elf and he went off on me and if looks could kill I would have dropped dead."
"Try to get along with others, Emily." That was all he said before he started reading the paper again. I rolled my eyes. "I saw that." I think that all parents have eyes that can see through anything. My parents somehow knew every time I made a face at them.
My plate of food floated over to me and rested onto the table. I hadn't realized how hungry I was until that moment. Like a pig, I ate the whole plate before my father even finished his coffee.
"Slow down, Emily! You're going to get a stomach ache if you keep eating like that!" My mother warned.
"Oh yea, heh. Sorry I forgot. I was just too hungry I guess."
"Go and get ready. We will be leaving for Diagon Alley in a few minutes," my dad said, folding and putting the paper down. I got up and ran up stairs looking for something to wear. I didn't have a Hogwarts robe yet so I settled for jeans and a shirt. My parents were ready by the time I had dressed, brushed my teeth and did something with my unruly blonde hair.
I ran down the stairs and off we went to Diagon Alley. I have never seen anything like it before! It was full of shops and many other wizards and witches.
"First, we will get your robes." My mother said as we walked into Madam Malkin's Robes for all Occasions. Madam Malkin quickly fitted me for my school robe, hat, and dress robes. The letter said I would need one. Merlin, please don't let there be a dance! I always feel left out at those. While I wondered around in Flourish and Blotts, my parents were in a different part of the store.
"Well, well if it isn't the new American student." Ah, yes I have heard that voice before. I looked up to see the cold stare of Draco Malfoy's. Why oh why did he have to be in here while I was?
"Well, well if it isn't the jackass of the wizarding world." I replied sarcastically. He didn't seem to appreciate my comment. Oh well, he could bite me for all I cared anyway.
"Looking forward to your first day at Hogwarts? I suppose you will probably be put into Gryffindor by your attitude." I was lucky because I knew just what he meant. Ron had managed to explain to me the different houses at Hogwarts.
I gave him a sweet smile and said, "As long as its not in Slytherin I will be just fine. I would rather be in Hufflepuff then placed in the same house as you. And must I mention you are a terrible liar?"
He scowled for a moment. I was waiting for him to just get fed up with me and leave. But I was not that lucky. "I am not a liar and I told you once before, watch what you say to me!"
I rolled my eyes. A great sign of disrespect especially to this snobby, sorry excuse for a wizard. I acted dramatic and replied, "Oh no! If Mr. Great-and- Powerful Malfoy wants me to watch my mouth then I must do what he says! I am so sorry for speaking against you!" He didn't appreciate this one bit.
He turned to leave, but not before adding, "You will be seeing more of me in school. You can count on it."
"Oh yea, do you want me to wait by my window for your owl too?" He didn't reply to my sarcastic remark and continued on his way, and out the door. I really couldn't stand that boy. But I did have to admit he was so incredibly good looking. If he wasn't such a jerk I would actually fall for him.
"Got everything you need Emily?" I nodded. I followed my father to pay for the books needed. My mother was chatting with someone. I grinned because I immiediatley recognized the lady's red hair. It was Mrs. Weasley.
"Hi Mrs. Weasley! Where's the others?" Mrs. Weasley gave me one of her warm smiles and pointed down a few aisle of books. I bounded off searching for those familiar red heads.
"Emily! Nice to see you again!" I turned to see Ron and wouldn't you know it, he was with Harry. It was nice to see him again.
"Hi, Ron. Hi Harry! It's nice to see the both of you. I never thought I would actually enjoy shopping for school things." Ron and Harry looked at each other.
Ron asked, "You actually enjoy going to buy school supplies.. for school? Don't let Hermione hear you say that, she won't stop talking your ears off about books. Just a bit of a warning for you." I had to give a slight laugh and roll my eyes.
"I don't actually enjoy the shopping part, but seeing the shops and everything it's a lot different in America. We ordered them off the internet. (A/N: sorry but i thought this was funny since a lot of people order almost everything off the internet.)"
"Have you missed out on a lot." Ron replied. Harry nodded in agreement. "Ugh, don't look now it's Malfoy." I only had to look over my shoulder to see that cool, pale face that belonged only to Draco. He was with his father finishing up in Flourish and Blotts. With my luck, he would end up trying to talk to me. Well, he didn't talk to me... yet. But his father was having a ravishing time speaking with my dad. My mom and Mrs. Weasley, luckily, we are ways off and I think that's how my mother wanted it.
"Emily, you've only been here a week or two and you're already starting to befriend Potty and Weasel here?" That annoying voice! I took a deep breathe and turned around to reply, only because Ron's blood red face was not one of happiness.
"Draco, you've only been away from me for 15 minutes and you already miss insulting me or those around me? Aw, I'm so touched." I put on a tearful face, but of course it was all fake.
Draco's expression had yet to change when he replied in a cool voice, "Don't mock me, Emily. You would have thought you would of learned your lesson."
I shrugged, "Well, Draco, the truth is your a terrible teacher. A good looking one, but a very un-educated one. Sorry! Now if you'll excuse me, I was talking with my friends and yes I did say FRIENDS." I turned my back to him hoping he would just leave. And he did, almost, but not before deciding to say something else to me.
He whispered into my ear, "We'll see if you change your mind back at Hogwarts." I raised my eyebrows in question toward what he just said to me. Did he honestly think he was Mr. Charm? Because, frankly, he really sucked at charming girls into his arms. Or at least me.
"Looks like your another obstacle for him." Ron said, watching Draco walk away. Was it just me or did Ron have a really bad way of putting things into words without making anyone sound like an object for anyone's liking?
"Ron, did you just purposely make me sound like I was part of an obstacle course for someone to race?" I looked at him sternly. As if he realized his words, he turned red from embarassment and stumbled over his words, trying to correct what he said to me.
"N-no. What I meant is that Malfoy has this thing with trying to go after girls that would rather kiss dirt than even touch him. And you happen to now be one of those few girls who think that way. He hasn't gone after Hermione yet, but then again he may never since she is a muggle-born and he has a very big problem with them. But he's a Malfoy so what can you expect?" I nodded. I believed Ron completely. Draco did seem like that type of snotty guy to do that. How incredibly shallow. Oh well, like Ron said, what can you expect? Soon after we made our way through the rest of Diagon Alley.
We were home in a flash and I was more than exhausted. I was too excited to eat and too excited to even sleep for more than 10 minutes. So I had my mother put a sleeping spell on me. There was no need to look like I was dead on my first day, was there? My dreams were no where pleasant. My secret that lie so deeply within my heart and soul tore at my mind in my sleep. It showed its ugly face and I was doing just what I didn't want. I was with the last person that I wanted to give into. My ugly dreams showed the curse that made me more vulnerable than a hungry rabbit wanting a carrot in the dead of the night. I woke up in a cold sweat. There was no need to re-call that dream. Or at least not now. Maybe not ever. I knew it would come true, there was no escaping that.
I lay back down trying to go back to sleep. Maybe I shouldn't have ever had that sleeping spell put on me. It didn't work very well anyway. I just woke-up with three hours to go until we left. I got up and walked around to make sure everything was packed. I was pacing around my room with the dreams running wildly through my head. I didn't know how long this would torture me. Why did this have to be what I dreamt about? I had to admit... part of me didn't totally despise it. UGH! What was I thinking?! Of course I despised every part of it! I didn't want to think about it anymore, so I started to read some Dream Books I had lying around. It took my mind off of everything terrible until it was time to go down stairs and act like my average normal self. Or at least the daughter Jonathen and Maggie Bex believed was their own. I slowly made my way down stairs, with the ugly dream slowly replaying clips throughout my head.
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Okay well I hope this chapter was a little more interesting. You will find out what the dream was about soon enough and I am sorry this chapter was on the short side! Please review :-D!
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I woke-up feeling a little drowsy. I didn't get much sleep, but what can you do? I had to go to Diagon Alley and tomorrow I would be off to Hogwarts. I went downstairs to the smell of breakfast cooking. My parents were already up and ready, waiting for me to emerge. I yawned and drank my juice that was waiting for me.
"Don't you want something to drink with your breakfast, Emily?" My mother asked. I looked at my empty glass and shrugged. With his wand, my dad floated the juice box over and poured me more.
"Thanks," I mumbled. He gave a slight nod and continued reading Witch Weekly.
"I was talking to Lucius yesterday at work and he said him and Draco would be at Diagon Alley today as well." I looked at my dad, well more like the front page of the newspaper.
I sarcastically replied, "Oh yay let me do backflips of joy."
He brought the paper down and gave me that look that tells you when your parents don't want to hear your sarcastic remarks. "He told me that Draco said you two got along very well the other night." I lifted my eyebrows.
"Liar. He was completely rude to me. I told him it was not right to be mean to a house-elf and he went off on me and if looks could kill I would have dropped dead."
"Try to get along with others, Emily." That was all he said before he started reading the paper again. I rolled my eyes. "I saw that." I think that all parents have eyes that can see through anything. My parents somehow knew every time I made a face at them.
My plate of food floated over to me and rested onto the table. I hadn't realized how hungry I was until that moment. Like a pig, I ate the whole plate before my father even finished his coffee.
"Slow down, Emily! You're going to get a stomach ache if you keep eating like that!" My mother warned.
"Oh yea, heh. Sorry I forgot. I was just too hungry I guess."
"Go and get ready. We will be leaving for Diagon Alley in a few minutes," my dad said, folding and putting the paper down. I got up and ran up stairs looking for something to wear. I didn't have a Hogwarts robe yet so I settled for jeans and a shirt. My parents were ready by the time I had dressed, brushed my teeth and did something with my unruly blonde hair.
I ran down the stairs and off we went to Diagon Alley. I have never seen anything like it before! It was full of shops and many other wizards and witches.
"First, we will get your robes." My mother said as we walked into Madam Malkin's Robes for all Occasions. Madam Malkin quickly fitted me for my school robe, hat, and dress robes. The letter said I would need one. Merlin, please don't let there be a dance! I always feel left out at those. While I wondered around in Flourish and Blotts, my parents were in a different part of the store.
"Well, well if it isn't the new American student." Ah, yes I have heard that voice before. I looked up to see the cold stare of Draco Malfoy's. Why oh why did he have to be in here while I was?
"Well, well if it isn't the jackass of the wizarding world." I replied sarcastically. He didn't seem to appreciate my comment. Oh well, he could bite me for all I cared anyway.
"Looking forward to your first day at Hogwarts? I suppose you will probably be put into Gryffindor by your attitude." I was lucky because I knew just what he meant. Ron had managed to explain to me the different houses at Hogwarts.
I gave him a sweet smile and said, "As long as its not in Slytherin I will be just fine. I would rather be in Hufflepuff then placed in the same house as you. And must I mention you are a terrible liar?"
He scowled for a moment. I was waiting for him to just get fed up with me and leave. But I was not that lucky. "I am not a liar and I told you once before, watch what you say to me!"
I rolled my eyes. A great sign of disrespect especially to this snobby, sorry excuse for a wizard. I acted dramatic and replied, "Oh no! If Mr. Great-and- Powerful Malfoy wants me to watch my mouth then I must do what he says! I am so sorry for speaking against you!" He didn't appreciate this one bit.
He turned to leave, but not before adding, "You will be seeing more of me in school. You can count on it."
"Oh yea, do you want me to wait by my window for your owl too?" He didn't reply to my sarcastic remark and continued on his way, and out the door. I really couldn't stand that boy. But I did have to admit he was so incredibly good looking. If he wasn't such a jerk I would actually fall for him.
"Got everything you need Emily?" I nodded. I followed my father to pay for the books needed. My mother was chatting with someone. I grinned because I immiediatley recognized the lady's red hair. It was Mrs. Weasley.
"Hi Mrs. Weasley! Where's the others?" Mrs. Weasley gave me one of her warm smiles and pointed down a few aisle of books. I bounded off searching for those familiar red heads.
"Emily! Nice to see you again!" I turned to see Ron and wouldn't you know it, he was with Harry. It was nice to see him again.
"Hi, Ron. Hi Harry! It's nice to see the both of you. I never thought I would actually enjoy shopping for school things." Ron and Harry looked at each other.
Ron asked, "You actually enjoy going to buy school supplies.. for school? Don't let Hermione hear you say that, she won't stop talking your ears off about books. Just a bit of a warning for you." I had to give a slight laugh and roll my eyes.
"I don't actually enjoy the shopping part, but seeing the shops and everything it's a lot different in America. We ordered them off the internet. (A/N: sorry but i thought this was funny since a lot of people order almost everything off the internet.)"
"Have you missed out on a lot." Ron replied. Harry nodded in agreement. "Ugh, don't look now it's Malfoy." I only had to look over my shoulder to see that cool, pale face that belonged only to Draco. He was with his father finishing up in Flourish and Blotts. With my luck, he would end up trying to talk to me. Well, he didn't talk to me... yet. But his father was having a ravishing time speaking with my dad. My mom and Mrs. Weasley, luckily, we are ways off and I think that's how my mother wanted it.
"Emily, you've only been here a week or two and you're already starting to befriend Potty and Weasel here?" That annoying voice! I took a deep breathe and turned around to reply, only because Ron's blood red face was not one of happiness.
"Draco, you've only been away from me for 15 minutes and you already miss insulting me or those around me? Aw, I'm so touched." I put on a tearful face, but of course it was all fake.
Draco's expression had yet to change when he replied in a cool voice, "Don't mock me, Emily. You would have thought you would of learned your lesson."
I shrugged, "Well, Draco, the truth is your a terrible teacher. A good looking one, but a very un-educated one. Sorry! Now if you'll excuse me, I was talking with my friends and yes I did say FRIENDS." I turned my back to him hoping he would just leave. And he did, almost, but not before deciding to say something else to me.
He whispered into my ear, "We'll see if you change your mind back at Hogwarts." I raised my eyebrows in question toward what he just said to me. Did he honestly think he was Mr. Charm? Because, frankly, he really sucked at charming girls into his arms. Or at least me.
"Looks like your another obstacle for him." Ron said, watching Draco walk away. Was it just me or did Ron have a really bad way of putting things into words without making anyone sound like an object for anyone's liking?
"Ron, did you just purposely make me sound like I was part of an obstacle course for someone to race?" I looked at him sternly. As if he realized his words, he turned red from embarassment and stumbled over his words, trying to correct what he said to me.
"N-no. What I meant is that Malfoy has this thing with trying to go after girls that would rather kiss dirt than even touch him. And you happen to now be one of those few girls who think that way. He hasn't gone after Hermione yet, but then again he may never since she is a muggle-born and he has a very big problem with them. But he's a Malfoy so what can you expect?" I nodded. I believed Ron completely. Draco did seem like that type of snotty guy to do that. How incredibly shallow. Oh well, like Ron said, what can you expect? Soon after we made our way through the rest of Diagon Alley.
We were home in a flash and I was more than exhausted. I was too excited to eat and too excited to even sleep for more than 10 minutes. So I had my mother put a sleeping spell on me. There was no need to look like I was dead on my first day, was there? My dreams were no where pleasant. My secret that lie so deeply within my heart and soul tore at my mind in my sleep. It showed its ugly face and I was doing just what I didn't want. I was with the last person that I wanted to give into. My ugly dreams showed the curse that made me more vulnerable than a hungry rabbit wanting a carrot in the dead of the night. I woke up in a cold sweat. There was no need to re-call that dream. Or at least not now. Maybe not ever. I knew it would come true, there was no escaping that.
I lay back down trying to go back to sleep. Maybe I shouldn't have ever had that sleeping spell put on me. It didn't work very well anyway. I just woke-up with three hours to go until we left. I got up and walked around to make sure everything was packed. I was pacing around my room with the dreams running wildly through my head. I didn't know how long this would torture me. Why did this have to be what I dreamt about? I had to admit... part of me didn't totally despise it. UGH! What was I thinking?! Of course I despised every part of it! I didn't want to think about it anymore, so I started to read some Dream Books I had lying around. It took my mind off of everything terrible until it was time to go down stairs and act like my average normal self. Or at least the daughter Jonathen and Maggie Bex believed was their own. I slowly made my way down stairs, with the ugly dream slowly replaying clips throughout my head.
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Okay well I hope this chapter was a little more interesting. You will find out what the dream was about soon enough and I am sorry this chapter was on the short side! Please review :-D!
