The man before her, Alex, smiled and ruffled her hair a bit. She
wanted so bad to slap that hand away. Instead she just stood there. Alex
sat on a fallen log and crossed his arms, all the while keeping his eyes on
her.
"A coward? You think of me a coward? Now Mogget-"
"Ah! Don't call me that. Only the privileged can. Now un-stun me!" she interrupted.
"Fine," he said in a bored tone. "Enervate."
Feeling came back to Emily's body in a flash. She sank to her knees on the soft forest floor and breathed deeply. Why is this happening to me? Alex walked over and put out a hand so he could help her up. Reluctantly she accepted it. Before she could make a run for it he grabbed her forearm tightly and started dragging her over to the fallen tree. He pointed to a box.
"Touch it." He said.
"Why?"
"Just do it okay? I'll do it at the same time." He sounded annoyed.
She sighed and put a finger on the box. She felt as though a hook had been placed in her naval and she was being pulled forward. The damn box was a portkey! No doubt it was taking her to his place. If he had one.
The next thing she knew she was in a dark and cold room. Automatically she started shivering. Alex placed a cloak over her but it didn't help.
"What do you want?" she asked him.
"You of course. What else?" was his respond.
"Bah! Why would you want me? I'm nothing!"
"You're everything to me. Why does young Draco Malfoy want you?"
This caused her to punch him. Her fist connected with his jaw without thinking. He staggered back and touched the spot gingerly. When he looked up there was murder in his eyes.
"He wants me because he cares for me. He knows me!"
"Yes, but does he know of your past? How did young Emily West's parents die? What's her history with her dear cousin Alex? Why is she wandering around finding sleep wherever she can? Hmm?"
"You've been following me?"
"You just don't get it!"
"That stuff doesn't matter anyway. Don't make me punch you again Alex West. Shit, I even have to share the same last name!"
"It's not bad. People might think we are married. Which wouldn't bother me." He grinned and his eyes glittered.
"Get a life. You're so sick. Why do you want your own cousin. That's disgusting!"
"Well, us pure-bloods need to keep together. You're my best choice."
"I know plenty of them in America. Go there and pick one of them."
"Nah, I'm fine with you."
Emily sighed for like the hundredth time. Alex showed her around his huge home of his and took her to her new room. Apparently she was staying for a while since her clothes were brought in shortly by a house-elf. She had no clue on how he found out where they were.
It was only a couple of days until the trip to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She anticipated every moment until that time. Every evening she would have dinner with Alex in silence. She was starting to feel sorry for him. He tries so hard to make her happy. He even had circles under his eyes one night.
"Are you alright, Alex?" she asked, concerned.
He looked up, apparently startled by her voice. It was the first time she had spoken that day.
"Yes, I'm fine. I've just been busy with work." He looked back at his food, which he only played with.
"You should eat. C'mon. I asked the house=elves to cook this especially for you." She gave him a pouting face. He smiled and took a bite. It was fettuccine alfredo and very good. There were small strips of chicken in it too. When they were finished she didn't move from the table like she usually did. She just sat there starring at Alex until he'd look up at her.
"I need to go to school in a few days, you know?" she said.
"Yes, I should take you to get your stuff. I got your letter today so I know what to get. We will leave in two days." With that he got up and left.
"A coward? You think of me a coward? Now Mogget-"
"Ah! Don't call me that. Only the privileged can. Now un-stun me!" she interrupted.
"Fine," he said in a bored tone. "Enervate."
Feeling came back to Emily's body in a flash. She sank to her knees on the soft forest floor and breathed deeply. Why is this happening to me? Alex walked over and put out a hand so he could help her up. Reluctantly she accepted it. Before she could make a run for it he grabbed her forearm tightly and started dragging her over to the fallen tree. He pointed to a box.
"Touch it." He said.
"Why?"
"Just do it okay? I'll do it at the same time." He sounded annoyed.
She sighed and put a finger on the box. She felt as though a hook had been placed in her naval and she was being pulled forward. The damn box was a portkey! No doubt it was taking her to his place. If he had one.
The next thing she knew she was in a dark and cold room. Automatically she started shivering. Alex placed a cloak over her but it didn't help.
"What do you want?" she asked him.
"You of course. What else?" was his respond.
"Bah! Why would you want me? I'm nothing!"
"You're everything to me. Why does young Draco Malfoy want you?"
This caused her to punch him. Her fist connected with his jaw without thinking. He staggered back and touched the spot gingerly. When he looked up there was murder in his eyes.
"He wants me because he cares for me. He knows me!"
"Yes, but does he know of your past? How did young Emily West's parents die? What's her history with her dear cousin Alex? Why is she wandering around finding sleep wherever she can? Hmm?"
"You've been following me?"
"You just don't get it!"
"That stuff doesn't matter anyway. Don't make me punch you again Alex West. Shit, I even have to share the same last name!"
"It's not bad. People might think we are married. Which wouldn't bother me." He grinned and his eyes glittered.
"Get a life. You're so sick. Why do you want your own cousin. That's disgusting!"
"Well, us pure-bloods need to keep together. You're my best choice."
"I know plenty of them in America. Go there and pick one of them."
"Nah, I'm fine with you."
Emily sighed for like the hundredth time. Alex showed her around his huge home of his and took her to her new room. Apparently she was staying for a while since her clothes were brought in shortly by a house-elf. She had no clue on how he found out where they were.
It was only a couple of days until the trip to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She anticipated every moment until that time. Every evening she would have dinner with Alex in silence. She was starting to feel sorry for him. He tries so hard to make her happy. He even had circles under his eyes one night.
"Are you alright, Alex?" she asked, concerned.
He looked up, apparently startled by her voice. It was the first time she had spoken that day.
"Yes, I'm fine. I've just been busy with work." He looked back at his food, which he only played with.
"You should eat. C'mon. I asked the house=elves to cook this especially for you." She gave him a pouting face. He smiled and took a bite. It was fettuccine alfredo and very good. There were small strips of chicken in it too. When they were finished she didn't move from the table like she usually did. She just sat there starring at Alex until he'd look up at her.
"I need to go to school in a few days, you know?" she said.
"Yes, I should take you to get your stuff. I got your letter today so I know what to get. We will leave in two days." With that he got up and left.
