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Run Hard, Fly High, Love Deep Chapter 5
Emma finished mixing her shrinking spell and called for Professor Snape. His soft footsteps seemed eerie in the almost empty classroom.
"It's supposed to be green Emma." He corrected her with a sigh.
"I know, I know." She stirred her potion hoped that would bring the desired results. "I think I added too much powered winge blossom." The purple liquid oozed out of her ladle.
"More likely it's gone bad," Snape assessed. He picked up the small satchel and spilt some into his hand. "As I expected. Do you smell the difference?" He held it up to her nose and it almost smelled sweet, it wasn't supposed to.
"It smells lovely," she remarked.
"Yes your mother used it in perfumes," Snape said as he dumped the powder into a nearby bin. "It's too late to try again. Wood should be here soon to escort you."
"You talk like it's his job," Emma laughed.
"He acts like it is." Snape never hid his. . . objection to Wood being so close to his adopted daughter. However, Emma had the sneaking suspicion he would never like any boy she metaphorically brought home. As if on cue Wood knocked on the doorframe to announce his presence. Normally he would have stayed to keep her company, however he had mysteriously said he needed to talk to someone and wouldn't tell her who.
"I've come to escort Lady Emma to Quidditch practice," he said with a little bow. Snape only sneered at him and returned to his office. Emma had to stifle her giggle. "Did I do something wrong," Wood said as he cautiously crossed the room. He looked at Snape's office as if the man were going to pop out and curse him.
"No," Emma assured him as she collected her things. "He was just remaking on your," she was going to say protectiveness but she decided against it, "convenient timing." Wood gave her a searching look but dropped it as she only smiled at him. "So do you need me at practice today?"
"I need you at practice everyday. You are our reserve keeper," he reminded her. "Why would you rather be someplace else?" She shot him a thousand watt smile and he relaxed. It was as if he sometimes worried she didn't want him around.
"I need to talk to Hagrid," she told him. "I can go afterwards though." She was trying to hide her enthusiasm from him. Hagrid was arranging something special for her and she wanted it to be a surprise for Oliver.
"No it's alright," he said a little crushed.
"You can ride my Firebolt," she offered and instantly he perked up.
They split up at the entranceway, though Wood watched her all the way to Hagrid's hut. The door opened and he couldn't help but let out a sigh. He didn't mind watching over her but at least when she was with a teacher he could finally relax. When she sat alone at practice he was constantly checking to make sure she was there. One time she had gone to use the bathroom and he went into a panic when he couldn't see her.
"If you're not careful you're going to smother that girl," said Katie, he turned around quickly having not seen her before. "Or spoil her. Neither one's any good for you two."
"Can't help it Katie," he responded with a blush before his tone turned serious. "I have dreams she's been taken away," he said with a grimace. "I'm afraid the one time I'm not watching her, she'll disappear." Katie didn't speak, only nodded and pushed him into the locker room. She hadn't told him but sometimes in the middle of the night she would get up and check Emma's bed as well. A few times there was a note telling the finder not to worry that she was with Hagrid. The American had wormed her way into all of their cares.
"Hey Wood where's your other half?" one of the twins asked. Wood took a near by Quaffle and whipped it at him.
"Come on get your gear on!" Wood ordered ~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Emma's head suddenly lifted from Oliver's lap and she stared out the window. "What is it Em?" Oliver asked as he ruffled the fur on her head. Her expression turned from concentration to excitement and she jumped off the couch and pranced to the entranceway. She let out a whirring noise but the portrait wouldn't open. "I'm sorry dear but I don't speak wolf," came the Fat Ladies's reply. Emma turned to Wood and could have sworn she was saying, "come on" when she made her little wolf noises. Wood let her out of the common room and trotted beside her. She kept giving him impatient glances, urging him to hurry. They reached the front entrance just as Hagrid was coming in. Wood opened his mouth to explain but when he realized Hagrid was looking at Emma expectantly.
"I was just coming to get you, they're waiting for ya." Emma looked up at Wood and he could have sworn she looked reluctant. "Well go on," Hagrid urged and Emma darted out into the night. "We can watch them from the edge of the woods they won't go too far with her."
"They Hagrid?" He was watching worriedly as the white wolf raced to the edge of the lawn.
"The pack of course," Hagrid said as if it was to be expected. "I sent for them when she first arrived, she's been walking rounds with me in the forest." Hagrid suddenly realized he should be telling Wood this. "It was for her education of course," he assured Oliver as they walked across the lawn. Suddenly a whole pack of wolves popped out of the woods racing and playing with their new member. "I didn't know she was a student at first of course. The wolves always come and see me whenever they're near by."
"Can you talk to them?" Wood asked curiously. He wanted to know if it was normal for him to be able to hear her.
"Well not exactly, ya see wolves just kind of talk to you. They're vera picky in that respect. Oh and don't worry they won't hurt her." He could see the concern in Wood's eyes. "They knew what she is and they think it's wonderful." Hagrid watched them playing with a glint in his eyes, like it was a very special treat. "I knew she was missing her pack at home so I thought I would send for Mirium, that's my nickname for her. They don't really have names, just know each other by sight."
"Hagrid, why haven't there been any lectures on wolves in Care of Magical Creatures class?" Wood was starting to feel left out that he knew so little. After all he had only been researching Animagus.
"Well. . .I guess it's because their not classified as magical creatures. They don't talk to many people, wizards or muggles. And besides the only magical power they have is to talk to each other. Tele something or other." They had reached Hagrid's hut and Wood noticed a large cauldron out front. When he got closer he noticed something floating in the water. Hagrid stepped forward and stirred the pot before removing the object, wincing as it scalded his hands.
Wood stepped close and smelled the concoction it was "Tea? Hagrid," he asked with a smile. Hagrid chuckled in reply as he poured out the cauldron into a shallow pan on the ground.
"I can't explain it Wood but they seemed to love it." And Wood didn't doubt it as suddenly the pack came flying out of the woods towards them. Hagrid set down a tray of biscuits, with dollies under it. Wood held back a chuckle as the wolves seemed to consider these more toys that food.
Suddenly there was a tugging on Wood's cloak and he looked down to see Emma with a mouthful of black fabric. He knelled and pet her and she left kisses all over his face. "Having fun," he laughed. He could hear her in his head speaking a mile a minute, so fast he could hardly discern words. She was having the time of her life and he made out the comment, 'It's almost as good as Quidditch!"
A few hours later the wolves passed out on the lawn from exertion and Emma, Wood, and Hagrid walked back the castle. Just inside Emma transformed and let Wood take her arm. She was glowing and she felt like she was floating. "It was amazing to run again, I've missed it so much." She beamed up a Wood and he couldn't help but grin back. "Tomorrow night they want to take me to the waterfalls!" Wood was about to protest when a voice sent shivers down him spine.
"Students out of bed Hagrid?" They turned to find Snape standing in the corridor behind them.
"No Professor Snape," Hagrid immediately defended. "Just a little class related field trip." Snape nodded and with a last look at Emma moved on.
"I'm sure glad he likes you," Wood whispered to her.
A few weeks later Oliver woke in a cold sweat. The echoes of Emma's screams were still in his mind as he hoped out of his warm bed and grabbed his wand. He sprinted up the girl's stairs and into her dormitory. This had been the tenth or so time, usually he would watch her until Kate would tell him she was fine and to get back to bed. He quietly pulled back the covers to find an empty bed and no note. "Katie!" he yelled but there was no response.
Run Hard, Fly High, Love Deep Chapter 5
Emma finished mixing her shrinking spell and called for Professor Snape. His soft footsteps seemed eerie in the almost empty classroom.
"It's supposed to be green Emma." He corrected her with a sigh.
"I know, I know." She stirred her potion hoped that would bring the desired results. "I think I added too much powered winge blossom." The purple liquid oozed out of her ladle.
"More likely it's gone bad," Snape assessed. He picked up the small satchel and spilt some into his hand. "As I expected. Do you smell the difference?" He held it up to her nose and it almost smelled sweet, it wasn't supposed to.
"It smells lovely," she remarked.
"Yes your mother used it in perfumes," Snape said as he dumped the powder into a nearby bin. "It's too late to try again. Wood should be here soon to escort you."
"You talk like it's his job," Emma laughed.
"He acts like it is." Snape never hid his. . . objection to Wood being so close to his adopted daughter. However, Emma had the sneaking suspicion he would never like any boy she metaphorically brought home. As if on cue Wood knocked on the doorframe to announce his presence. Normally he would have stayed to keep her company, however he had mysteriously said he needed to talk to someone and wouldn't tell her who.
"I've come to escort Lady Emma to Quidditch practice," he said with a little bow. Snape only sneered at him and returned to his office. Emma had to stifle her giggle. "Did I do something wrong," Wood said as he cautiously crossed the room. He looked at Snape's office as if the man were going to pop out and curse him.
"No," Emma assured him as she collected her things. "He was just remaking on your," she was going to say protectiveness but she decided against it, "convenient timing." Wood gave her a searching look but dropped it as she only smiled at him. "So do you need me at practice today?"
"I need you at practice everyday. You are our reserve keeper," he reminded her. "Why would you rather be someplace else?" She shot him a thousand watt smile and he relaxed. It was as if he sometimes worried she didn't want him around.
"I need to talk to Hagrid," she told him. "I can go afterwards though." She was trying to hide her enthusiasm from him. Hagrid was arranging something special for her and she wanted it to be a surprise for Oliver.
"No it's alright," he said a little crushed.
"You can ride my Firebolt," she offered and instantly he perked up.
They split up at the entranceway, though Wood watched her all the way to Hagrid's hut. The door opened and he couldn't help but let out a sigh. He didn't mind watching over her but at least when she was with a teacher he could finally relax. When she sat alone at practice he was constantly checking to make sure she was there. One time she had gone to use the bathroom and he went into a panic when he couldn't see her.
"If you're not careful you're going to smother that girl," said Katie, he turned around quickly having not seen her before. "Or spoil her. Neither one's any good for you two."
"Can't help it Katie," he responded with a blush before his tone turned serious. "I have dreams she's been taken away," he said with a grimace. "I'm afraid the one time I'm not watching her, she'll disappear." Katie didn't speak, only nodded and pushed him into the locker room. She hadn't told him but sometimes in the middle of the night she would get up and check Emma's bed as well. A few times there was a note telling the finder not to worry that she was with Hagrid. The American had wormed her way into all of their cares.
"Hey Wood where's your other half?" one of the twins asked. Wood took a near by Quaffle and whipped it at him.
"Come on get your gear on!" Wood ordered ~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Emma's head suddenly lifted from Oliver's lap and she stared out the window. "What is it Em?" Oliver asked as he ruffled the fur on her head. Her expression turned from concentration to excitement and she jumped off the couch and pranced to the entranceway. She let out a whirring noise but the portrait wouldn't open. "I'm sorry dear but I don't speak wolf," came the Fat Ladies's reply. Emma turned to Wood and could have sworn she was saying, "come on" when she made her little wolf noises. Wood let her out of the common room and trotted beside her. She kept giving him impatient glances, urging him to hurry. They reached the front entrance just as Hagrid was coming in. Wood opened his mouth to explain but when he realized Hagrid was looking at Emma expectantly.
"I was just coming to get you, they're waiting for ya." Emma looked up at Wood and he could have sworn she looked reluctant. "Well go on," Hagrid urged and Emma darted out into the night. "We can watch them from the edge of the woods they won't go too far with her."
"They Hagrid?" He was watching worriedly as the white wolf raced to the edge of the lawn.
"The pack of course," Hagrid said as if it was to be expected. "I sent for them when she first arrived, she's been walking rounds with me in the forest." Hagrid suddenly realized he should be telling Wood this. "It was for her education of course," he assured Oliver as they walked across the lawn. Suddenly a whole pack of wolves popped out of the woods racing and playing with their new member. "I didn't know she was a student at first of course. The wolves always come and see me whenever they're near by."
"Can you talk to them?" Wood asked curiously. He wanted to know if it was normal for him to be able to hear her.
"Well not exactly, ya see wolves just kind of talk to you. They're vera picky in that respect. Oh and don't worry they won't hurt her." He could see the concern in Wood's eyes. "They knew what she is and they think it's wonderful." Hagrid watched them playing with a glint in his eyes, like it was a very special treat. "I knew she was missing her pack at home so I thought I would send for Mirium, that's my nickname for her. They don't really have names, just know each other by sight."
"Hagrid, why haven't there been any lectures on wolves in Care of Magical Creatures class?" Wood was starting to feel left out that he knew so little. After all he had only been researching Animagus.
"Well. . .I guess it's because their not classified as magical creatures. They don't talk to many people, wizards or muggles. And besides the only magical power they have is to talk to each other. Tele something or other." They had reached Hagrid's hut and Wood noticed a large cauldron out front. When he got closer he noticed something floating in the water. Hagrid stepped forward and stirred the pot before removing the object, wincing as it scalded his hands.
Wood stepped close and smelled the concoction it was "Tea? Hagrid," he asked with a smile. Hagrid chuckled in reply as he poured out the cauldron into a shallow pan on the ground.
"I can't explain it Wood but they seemed to love it." And Wood didn't doubt it as suddenly the pack came flying out of the woods towards them. Hagrid set down a tray of biscuits, with dollies under it. Wood held back a chuckle as the wolves seemed to consider these more toys that food.
Suddenly there was a tugging on Wood's cloak and he looked down to see Emma with a mouthful of black fabric. He knelled and pet her and she left kisses all over his face. "Having fun," he laughed. He could hear her in his head speaking a mile a minute, so fast he could hardly discern words. She was having the time of her life and he made out the comment, 'It's almost as good as Quidditch!"
A few hours later the wolves passed out on the lawn from exertion and Emma, Wood, and Hagrid walked back the castle. Just inside Emma transformed and let Wood take her arm. She was glowing and she felt like she was floating. "It was amazing to run again, I've missed it so much." She beamed up a Wood and he couldn't help but grin back. "Tomorrow night they want to take me to the waterfalls!" Wood was about to protest when a voice sent shivers down him spine.
"Students out of bed Hagrid?" They turned to find Snape standing in the corridor behind them.
"No Professor Snape," Hagrid immediately defended. "Just a little class related field trip." Snape nodded and with a last look at Emma moved on.
"I'm sure glad he likes you," Wood whispered to her.
A few weeks later Oliver woke in a cold sweat. The echoes of Emma's screams were still in his mind as he hoped out of his warm bed and grabbed his wand. He sprinted up the girl's stairs and into her dormitory. This had been the tenth or so time, usually he would watch her until Kate would tell him she was fine and to get back to bed. He quietly pulled back the covers to find an empty bed and no note. "Katie!" he yelled but there was no response.
