Chapter Five-Harry
As Harry and his friends walked towards their seats, Harry noticed heads turn at the sight of Emma. Harry wanted it to be curiosity, but he knew it was not. Emma was one of those girls that everyone wanted to date. Harry liked her because of her kindness, talent and things like that. Her looks counted, but they were just a bonus. They arrived at his seats just as Professor McGonagall tapped her drinking glass with her spoon to get the schools attention. Dumbledore began to start his speech. Harry looked over at Emma; her face was glowing with excitement. Suddenly Dumbledore looked over at Emma, eyes sparkling. Emma beamed. Dumbledore continued to speak.
"Before we begin the sorting ceremony I would like to introduce a new student. The sorting hat had placed her in Gryffindor. She has been transferred from a school in America after her parents moved to England. She will be joining out 5th years. Please welcome Emma Murphy!" With that the whole school began to applaud. Dumbledore gestured for Emma to stand up. Emma stood up slowly only for the applause to grow louder. Harry could tell Emma felt like she belonged and she did.
Chapter Six-Emma
After the sorting ceremony and dinner, everyone left for their dormitories. Emma could not wait to see the Gryffindor common room. As they walked out of the Great Hall, Emma saw Hermione looking at someone. Emma followed her gaze to a good-looking blonde hair boy in Slytherin robes walking toward the dungeons. His head was turning back looking over his shoulder at Hermione. Hermione looked down blushing. Emma noticed Hermione looked a lot prettier from when she had first met her over the summer. Her hair was straight and shiny, instead of bushy and she was wearing some make- up. The bushy-hair Hermione was who everyone knew, not this new prettier Hermione. Hermione looked up only to see Emma giggling, looking from the blonde-hair boy to her and back again.
"Shut up!" laughed Hermione.
"Who is that?" asked Emma, also laughing.
"Our arch-enemy, who calls me a mudblood, named Draco Malfoy."
"Oh," Emma stopped laughing and started worrying about her state of being muggleborn herself.
"He is looking really good this year though!" exclaimed Hermione. Emma did not respond because Harry and Ron were peering at them curiously, wondering what they were laughing at. Emma just nodded at Hermione.
Then Harry, Ron and Hermione suddenly stopped at a painting of a fat lady in a pink dress. Emma looked around quizzically. Then Hermione said,
"Pumpernickel bread." The painting swung open, Emma thought it was amazing and saw the common room. When she walked in, Emma felt like she was at home. Everyone said good night, walked up to the dormitories and went to bed. Emma lay awake thinking about her day and guiltily about Harry. Little did she know, Harry could not get her out of his mind either.
Chapter Seven-Harry
Harry woke up not believing in could be morning already. He had been awake most of the night thinking about Emma. Harry dressed quickly though; he could not wait to see Emma. Harry and Ron waited for Hermione and Emma downstairs in the common room. Ron was eager to go down to breakfast to see Lavender. Then Hermione and Emma appeared. Emma was glowing with excitement, but Harry could tell she was nervous with the look she had in her eyes. Her hair was let down and straight, except where it curled naturally at the ends around her face, but her long bangs were tucked behind her ears to keep her hair out of her face.
Harry, Ron, Emma and Hermione walked down to breakfast. Harry saw Hermione look over at the Slytherin table, but stopped when she saw Hermione watching what she was doing. Ron was looking down the Gryffindor table for Lavender.
"Hey! Harry, Ron, Emma, Hermione! Over here!" It was Lavender. She had saved them all a seat in the middle of the table.
Schedules were handed out. Harry was pleased to learn that he had every class with Ron, Lavender and Emma. Hermione still had a grudge against Professor Trawley. Ron was overjoyed to learn that he had every class with Lavender, who seemed just as happy, to have every class with Ron. When everyone looked to see what class they had first, all of their faces fell, except Emma's. Emma seeing something was wrong, asked,
"What's wrong?"
"We have Double Potions first," said Ron gloomily. Emma still did not understand.
"Professor Snape, the Slytherin Head, teaches it. He hates all us Gryffindors and will do anything to give us a detention or get us in trouble," said Lavender quietly.
"Oh," replied Emma. They ate breakfast quickly so they could get good seats in the class. Harry sat down with his four friends and they began to talk. Harry suddenly sensed someone behind him. He whirled around and found Pansy Parkinson looking at Emma with a smirk on her face.
"Can we help you?" asked Harry coldly afraid of what Pansy might say to Emma.
"I just came to introduce myself to the new girl," she replied pulling a chair up next to Emma. Harry saw Emma look around at her friends nervously.
"Hi Emma.I'm Pansy.I just want to lay out the rules for you. I've noticed my guy over there looking over at you. If he makes any move one you, he's kidding around. Leave him there or you will pay," said Pansy angrily. "Same with you," she added glaring at Hermione.
"Why do you get to control who I can like and who likes me," asked Emma shakily but glaring at Pansy.
"Listen to me, or you'll pay. You filthy mudblood!" Emma instantly turned away from Pansy and looked at her books.
"Leave her alone!" said Harry. Snape barged into the classroom, just as class started and Harry and Pansy were glaring at each other. "Potter! Parkinson! What is going on here?" "She called Emma a mudblood Professor," said Harry angrily. "Don't speak to me with that tongue! Ten points from Gryffindor!" "Is that so Miss Parkinson? "I was just trying to help Emma learn what the rules were in your class," said Pansy innocently. "Thank you, ten points to Slytherin," said Snape as he started to walk towards his desk. "That's not fair!" Ron said angrily. Snape turned and looked at Harry and his friends mischievously. He saw Emma and said something that brought tears to her eyes.
"Well she is one," Snape said smirking as the Slytherins laughed. "And who knows what else.she's from America. Girls from America don't tend to be very trustworthy when it comes to relationships." The Slytherins laughter died down a bit at this. It was if like they knew that Snape had gone too far this time. The whole class knew that not everyone in America was like that and they all knew that Emma definitely was not.
Tears were pouring down her cheeks. Hermione started to comfort her, while Ron and Lavender just glared at Snape. More than ever Harry wanted to hurt Snape, because this time, he had hurt Emma.
Chapter Eight-Emma
Emma could not believe Snape had said that to her. One of the things she had been nervous about was how she was muggleborn and Snape was not making it any easier. She was incredibly thankful for her friends though. Ron cussed under his breath, while he and Lavender glared at Snape. Hermione comforted her throughout class quietly enough that Shape did not notice. Harry helped comfort Emma and just looked at Snape as if what he said, he was going to regret. Class went by slowly as they learned a shrinking spell. If any of them messed up their potion, they would get a detention. Everyone got it right, except a Gryffindor boy named Neville Longbottom who received a detention. No one seemed surprised. When Shape came to Emma and her friends, Emma could tell he was trying to find some reason to give them a detention, but nothing wrong was found. When class was out, Snape walked out of the room smirking at the five of them, which just made Emma feel worse then she had before.
Chapter Nine-Harry
Harry saw Snape's smirk had not made Emma feel any better at the end of class. Ron was still cussing under his breath. Even the Syltherins looked like they felt somewhat bad for Emma. For once, Emma did not have an evil smirk on his face. Hermione, Ron, Lavender, Harry and Emma gathered up their books and slowly walked out of the classrooms (they were the last ones in there). As they slowly walked to Transfiguration, they discussed what happened. Hearing and replaying what had happened, Ron's face turned red with furry. Even though Ron had only known Emma for two days, he treated her like one of his best friends, just like everyone else did. For the first time Emma spoke,
"I want you guys to know that I am not the type of person who is not trustworthy with relationships. I take them seriously." Tears were pouring down Emma's cheeks. What Harry did next, he will never forget. Harry did not do this just because he had a crush on Emma, but also because of Emma's hurt feelings. Emma was his friend and she did not need any more pressure on her right now. Before anyone could respond to Emma, Harry could not help himself and he grabbed Emma and pulled her into a hug and she did not pull away.
As Harry and his friends walked towards their seats, Harry noticed heads turn at the sight of Emma. Harry wanted it to be curiosity, but he knew it was not. Emma was one of those girls that everyone wanted to date. Harry liked her because of her kindness, talent and things like that. Her looks counted, but they were just a bonus. They arrived at his seats just as Professor McGonagall tapped her drinking glass with her spoon to get the schools attention. Dumbledore began to start his speech. Harry looked over at Emma; her face was glowing with excitement. Suddenly Dumbledore looked over at Emma, eyes sparkling. Emma beamed. Dumbledore continued to speak.
"Before we begin the sorting ceremony I would like to introduce a new student. The sorting hat had placed her in Gryffindor. She has been transferred from a school in America after her parents moved to England. She will be joining out 5th years. Please welcome Emma Murphy!" With that the whole school began to applaud. Dumbledore gestured for Emma to stand up. Emma stood up slowly only for the applause to grow louder. Harry could tell Emma felt like she belonged and she did.
Chapter Six-Emma
After the sorting ceremony and dinner, everyone left for their dormitories. Emma could not wait to see the Gryffindor common room. As they walked out of the Great Hall, Emma saw Hermione looking at someone. Emma followed her gaze to a good-looking blonde hair boy in Slytherin robes walking toward the dungeons. His head was turning back looking over his shoulder at Hermione. Hermione looked down blushing. Emma noticed Hermione looked a lot prettier from when she had first met her over the summer. Her hair was straight and shiny, instead of bushy and she was wearing some make- up. The bushy-hair Hermione was who everyone knew, not this new prettier Hermione. Hermione looked up only to see Emma giggling, looking from the blonde-hair boy to her and back again.
"Shut up!" laughed Hermione.
"Who is that?" asked Emma, also laughing.
"Our arch-enemy, who calls me a mudblood, named Draco Malfoy."
"Oh," Emma stopped laughing and started worrying about her state of being muggleborn herself.
"He is looking really good this year though!" exclaimed Hermione. Emma did not respond because Harry and Ron were peering at them curiously, wondering what they were laughing at. Emma just nodded at Hermione.
Then Harry, Ron and Hermione suddenly stopped at a painting of a fat lady in a pink dress. Emma looked around quizzically. Then Hermione said,
"Pumpernickel bread." The painting swung open, Emma thought it was amazing and saw the common room. When she walked in, Emma felt like she was at home. Everyone said good night, walked up to the dormitories and went to bed. Emma lay awake thinking about her day and guiltily about Harry. Little did she know, Harry could not get her out of his mind either.
Chapter Seven-Harry
Harry woke up not believing in could be morning already. He had been awake most of the night thinking about Emma. Harry dressed quickly though; he could not wait to see Emma. Harry and Ron waited for Hermione and Emma downstairs in the common room. Ron was eager to go down to breakfast to see Lavender. Then Hermione and Emma appeared. Emma was glowing with excitement, but Harry could tell she was nervous with the look she had in her eyes. Her hair was let down and straight, except where it curled naturally at the ends around her face, but her long bangs were tucked behind her ears to keep her hair out of her face.
Harry, Ron, Emma and Hermione walked down to breakfast. Harry saw Hermione look over at the Slytherin table, but stopped when she saw Hermione watching what she was doing. Ron was looking down the Gryffindor table for Lavender.
"Hey! Harry, Ron, Emma, Hermione! Over here!" It was Lavender. She had saved them all a seat in the middle of the table.
Schedules were handed out. Harry was pleased to learn that he had every class with Ron, Lavender and Emma. Hermione still had a grudge against Professor Trawley. Ron was overjoyed to learn that he had every class with Lavender, who seemed just as happy, to have every class with Ron. When everyone looked to see what class they had first, all of their faces fell, except Emma's. Emma seeing something was wrong, asked,
"What's wrong?"
"We have Double Potions first," said Ron gloomily. Emma still did not understand.
"Professor Snape, the Slytherin Head, teaches it. He hates all us Gryffindors and will do anything to give us a detention or get us in trouble," said Lavender quietly.
"Oh," replied Emma. They ate breakfast quickly so they could get good seats in the class. Harry sat down with his four friends and they began to talk. Harry suddenly sensed someone behind him. He whirled around and found Pansy Parkinson looking at Emma with a smirk on her face.
"Can we help you?" asked Harry coldly afraid of what Pansy might say to Emma.
"I just came to introduce myself to the new girl," she replied pulling a chair up next to Emma. Harry saw Emma look around at her friends nervously.
"Hi Emma.I'm Pansy.I just want to lay out the rules for you. I've noticed my guy over there looking over at you. If he makes any move one you, he's kidding around. Leave him there or you will pay," said Pansy angrily. "Same with you," she added glaring at Hermione.
"Why do you get to control who I can like and who likes me," asked Emma shakily but glaring at Pansy.
"Listen to me, or you'll pay. You filthy mudblood!" Emma instantly turned away from Pansy and looked at her books.
"Leave her alone!" said Harry. Snape barged into the classroom, just as class started and Harry and Pansy were glaring at each other. "Potter! Parkinson! What is going on here?" "She called Emma a mudblood Professor," said Harry angrily. "Don't speak to me with that tongue! Ten points from Gryffindor!" "Is that so Miss Parkinson? "I was just trying to help Emma learn what the rules were in your class," said Pansy innocently. "Thank you, ten points to Slytherin," said Snape as he started to walk towards his desk. "That's not fair!" Ron said angrily. Snape turned and looked at Harry and his friends mischievously. He saw Emma and said something that brought tears to her eyes.
"Well she is one," Snape said smirking as the Slytherins laughed. "And who knows what else.she's from America. Girls from America don't tend to be very trustworthy when it comes to relationships." The Slytherins laughter died down a bit at this. It was if like they knew that Snape had gone too far this time. The whole class knew that not everyone in America was like that and they all knew that Emma definitely was not.
Tears were pouring down her cheeks. Hermione started to comfort her, while Ron and Lavender just glared at Snape. More than ever Harry wanted to hurt Snape, because this time, he had hurt Emma.
Chapter Eight-Emma
Emma could not believe Snape had said that to her. One of the things she had been nervous about was how she was muggleborn and Snape was not making it any easier. She was incredibly thankful for her friends though. Ron cussed under his breath, while he and Lavender glared at Snape. Hermione comforted her throughout class quietly enough that Shape did not notice. Harry helped comfort Emma and just looked at Snape as if what he said, he was going to regret. Class went by slowly as they learned a shrinking spell. If any of them messed up their potion, they would get a detention. Everyone got it right, except a Gryffindor boy named Neville Longbottom who received a detention. No one seemed surprised. When Shape came to Emma and her friends, Emma could tell he was trying to find some reason to give them a detention, but nothing wrong was found. When class was out, Snape walked out of the room smirking at the five of them, which just made Emma feel worse then she had before.
Chapter Nine-Harry
Harry saw Snape's smirk had not made Emma feel any better at the end of class. Ron was still cussing under his breath. Even the Syltherins looked like they felt somewhat bad for Emma. For once, Emma did not have an evil smirk on his face. Hermione, Ron, Lavender, Harry and Emma gathered up their books and slowly walked out of the classrooms (they were the last ones in there). As they slowly walked to Transfiguration, they discussed what happened. Hearing and replaying what had happened, Ron's face turned red with furry. Even though Ron had only known Emma for two days, he treated her like one of his best friends, just like everyone else did. For the first time Emma spoke,
"I want you guys to know that I am not the type of person who is not trustworthy with relationships. I take them seriously." Tears were pouring down Emma's cheeks. What Harry did next, he will never forget. Harry did not do this just because he had a crush on Emma, but also because of Emma's hurt feelings. Emma was his friend and she did not need any more pressure on her right now. Before anyone could respond to Emma, Harry could not help himself and he grabbed Emma and pulled her into a hug and she did not pull away.