Friends?

Rhia's PoV

I want to go home, I really do. It's cold and Emma's scaring me so much. Why do we have to be out here, just because of some stupid argument, this wouldn't have even happened if Emma hadn't been so stubborn and had just gone to the shops like Lily had asked. The things I do for Emma! Seriously, it's amazing that I still love her as much as I do. I kept pace with Emma as she wondered down Bond Street, how had we actually gotten here…how do we get back? I felt my mind begin to panic, oh no, this was definitely not good! I looked at Emma who was looking at the various nightclubs and bars. She wasn't really stable on her feet anymore and occasionally bumped into me. Or I'd have to catch her to stop her from wondering into the road. I had to reach out for her again. This time I kept hold of her arm and let her lean against me slightly. Stupid fourteen year old!

"Looking good!" whistled a guy from the entrance of a bar. I rolled my eyes and urged Emma to keep going.

"Who was that?" Emma asked.

"No one," I said testily. "Emma, can we please go home!" I asked her.

"Why? So we can be cooped up again? So that we have to be forced to be quiet by our parents?"

"They don't do that. We only have to be quiet during the Order meetings." I said. My patience was wearing very thin.

"No, I'm not going home, ever!" Emma muttered as she continued her determined walk down the very long street.

"Please, Emma." I begged. "As your best friend, just go home."

"Rhia if you want to go home go, but I'm not going back there!" Emma said. I crossed my arms anxiously.

"I can't go home without you. Do you know much trouble I'd get into?" I asked Emma. Emma smirked slightly and at that moment I had the slightest inkling that Emma had been put into the wrong house at school. I widened my eyes slightly as Emma continued. I gathered my wits about me and followed. Hands in pocket, my right hand clenched around the end of my wand. By the time I'd caught up with Emma she was talking to some boys, who didn't look much older then seventeen. Both of them had brown hair, one darker then the other. They looked like they were dressed for a night on the town for the summer and not winter.

"So what is a girl like you doing out so late?" Asked the boy with darker hair. Emma smiled.

"None of your business." Emma said.

"You have to tell me, it's for your own safety don't you know?" The boy smirked. I rolled my eyes and tried to get to Emma a little quicker.

"You can make it your business though." Emma said with a flirtatious smile. That was it. I grabbed Emma by the back of her jacket and pulled her towards me.

"That's it, we're going." I hissed at her.

"No way! Have you seen how cute that guy is?" Emma asked, sending the boy a look.

"Who's this?" He asked before glancing at his friend. The boy with the darker hair may be cute but his friend looked, in my opinion, like a rapist.

"She's my best friend. She doesn't feel safe out here." Emma said as she returned to the guy.

"Don't worry, we'll look after you, won't we Derrick?" He asked turning to his friend.

"Of course we will." The boy called Derrick said. "We'll look after one each." He looked at me in a way I really didn't like.

"Emma." I said hesitantly. But she'd already wondered off with the other boy. "Oh crap." I muttered.

"Don't worry babes, I'll look after you real well." Derrick said coming over and was about to put his arm around me when I turned to him.

"You touch me and I will hurt you so badly you won't know what happened." I warned him before walking off after Emma. Derrick ran after me and pulled me closer to him by putting his arm around my shoulders. It was rather heavy and as I tried to get free he wouldn't let go of me. In the end I just gave up and played along for a while, hoping to god that Harry would appear out of thin air like a knight in shining armour…without the armour cause that gets cold in the winter. Emma and the guy walked down a road that led off Bond Street. I glanced down it as I turned into it with Derrick. It was dark, a little smelly and not very well lit. If I didn't know any better, these boys that we had found were up to no good. I looked towards Emma to see her sharing a drink that the boy had given her. Not good, so not good!

"Emma!" I shouted as I tried to get free of Derrick's grip. He didn't let me go, instead he pushed me into a wall and held me there. I looked into his eyes and tried my hardest to do something with his mind. I knew my mum had the ability to screw up someone's mind, why couldn't I?

"Emma!" I shouted again. This time I saw Emma turning around.

"Rhia." She replied with some urgency.

"Oh, don't worry, they're just getting close." Said her guy, as Derrick seemed to get closer.

"She's dating my brother!" Emma snapped. She seemed to suddenly become sober then I heard some kind of struggle. No…

"This is going to be very fun." Derrick growled. I closed my eyes tightly and turned away in disgust, he was going to try and do something wasn't he? Where was Harry?!

"Stupefy!" Came a voice I thought I'd never be happier to hear. I felt Derrick's weight drop to the ground and in the entrance of the street was Hermione and Ginny with some brooms. Hermione had her wand out.

"Hermione!" I cried happily, "Ginny."

"Where's Emma?" Hermione asked.

"There-" I turned to point at where she had been but wasn't any longer. "She was there." I started running down the street. Ginny launched herself into the hair while Hermione came after me. "Emma!"

"Rhia! Hermione!" Ginny shouted from the air. We looked up and she pointed to the next road before disappearing. Hermione and I turned the corner just to see Ginny knock out the guy with her broom. Emma was lying unconscious on the floor. I ran over and knelt on the cold pavement.

"Emma?" I asked. I put my head against her chest. It was rising and there was a heartbeat. That was good. "Oh crap, what do we do?" I asked turning to Hermione. She was glancing around.

"Take her to the nearest Hospital. Come on, I know where it is, the sooner we get there the sooner we can get Emma conscious again." Hermione said.

"How do we do that?" Ginny asked. "Four girls, two brooms." She said. Hermione rolled her eyes and sighed.

"You call an ambulance!" Hermione said.

"A what?" Ginny and I asked at the same time.

I guess Ambulances could be fun if you weren't so concerned about whether your friend was going to live or not. Ginny had followed on a broom so that we didn't have to explain why we had brooms in the middle of London. She'd taken the one that Hermione had been using so Hermione travelled with me, being the only muggle born here. At the hospital we'd been told Emma had to have her stomach pumped, nothing unusual in people our age apparently. Then we took her home. It was rather interesting trying to get her into bed again. I climbed up the side of the house and knocked on the window. The curtains parted and Jessie's face suddenly appeared in the window, surprising me so much I nearly fell off the wall. She threw the window open and caught my arm.

"Thanks." I said as I climbed in.

"The others?" She asked. I held my hand up to silence her then looked out of the window. Between the three of us, me Hermione and Ginny, we managed to get a very sleepy Emma back into the room and then into her bed. Ginny was the last to come into the room. She shut the window shivering like crazy.

"Here" Jessie said offering Ginny my bathrobe to warm her up.

"Thanks." Ginny said taking it. Jessie smiled and turned to me.

"Are our parents awake?" I asked her. Jessie shook her head.

"They're at home remember." Jessie said.

"Oh yeah, Potters?" I asked. Jessie shook her head. I nodded with a smile. Hermione let out a tired sigh.

"Well, lets warm up for a while. Where's Kaylee?" She asked. Jessie pointed to my bed, where Kaylee was fast asleep. I couldn't help smiling and turned to Jessie.

"Come on." I said pulling her towards me in a sort of hug while we walked. Jessie grinned and let me lead her down stairs. I didn't really want to think about Emma at all. She'd gone too far that night and I just didn't want to think about it. In the kitchen I glanced at Hermione and Ginny.

"Does anyone know how to make Hot Chocolate?" Ginny asked uncertainly. Jessie grinned and put her hand up before disappearing away to start making us some hot drinks. Ginny and I turned to Hermione

"What?" Hermione asked.

"You don't know how to cook?" I asked her slightly amused

"Well I do…but Hot Chocolate is a little too complicated for me." Hermione said awkwardly. "Don't tell anyone that." She added quickly after.

"Don't worry, your secret is safe with me." I said.

"But as for me-" Ginny said with a smirk. We started laughing but were quickly told off by Jessie, who attempted to hit me with a mug.

I never really thought anything of Jessie, until I tasted her hot chocolate. Oh, so nice. She fell asleep at the table while Hermione and Ginny had gone to bed a while ago. I sat in the kitchen just thinking about things. I'm not exactly sure what had happened tonight but I never wanted it to happen again. Emma had really scared me when she decided to go out. She was taking things a bit too far and it was really beginning to frustrate me. I didn't know what to do, but I knew that none of the adults could find out, neither could Harry or Ron. I scowled into my mug and put it down. I got up and touched Jessie's shoulder. She grumbled slightly.

"Jessie, you have to go to bed." I whispered.

"I am in bed." Jessie muttered.

"No, you're in the kitchen." I laughed. Jessie lifted her sleepy head and looked around. She grumbled and sluggishly got up and made her way up the stairs. I followed her but stopped at my room. I looked in and looked at my bed. I had no qualms about sharing a bed with Kaylee but sharing a room with Emma…

I just didn't feel like being near her at the moment. First Bo, now me, Emma was losing her friends quicker then anyone I ever knew. I quickly changed before leaving the room and quietly walked to Harry's room and pushed the door open.

"Harry?" I whispered. There was movement in one of the beds and I saw Harry sitting up in his bed. He smiled slightly. "Weren't you asleep?"

"No." Harry said. I grinned and closed the door. I went to his bed and slipped under the covers. I was met by the warmth of the bed and his arms. I pressed myself against him and closed my eyes.

"Why weren't you asleep, it's like four in the morning." I whispered.

"I was thinking about you." Harry said. I could tell he was holding something back though. I looked at him in the dark and into his green eyes. He wasn't wearing his glasses so there wasn't any form of reflection from them.

"And?"

"Voldemort." Harry grumbled. I looked at him alarmed.

"What happened?" I asked. I kissed his cheek and brushed some of his hair away from his face, revealing his scar.

"Nothing." Harry mumbled. He took my hand away from his forehead and flattened his hair over his scar.

"Harry, it's me." I said.

"I know." He muttered. "And I will tell you, but not right now."

"You had another dream didn't you?" I asked him. Harry nodded. I rested my head on his shoulders and closed my eyes. There were a few minutes of silence in which I very nearly got to sleep.

"Aren't you going to tell me off for not trying harder with occlumency?" Harry asked suddenly.

"Nope." I whispered. Harry wrapped his arms around me and turned slightly "Good night Harry." He laughed quietly.

"Night." He muttered, followed by a gentle kiss on my lips.

I sat in the kitchen waiting for breakfast…well Lunch if you want want to get really technical. It wasn't really much of a wait, I had Harry to keep me company and his lips. We would have talked about things but I could see James under my dad's pay. Try and get something on us. I knew Harry's parents were just as concerned and worried as my parents but only my dad really showed it. I pressed my lips against Harry's and grinned as he tried to kiss me back. The door opened and I looked over Harry to see Emma standing in the doorway. Emma looked at me with a slightly pleading look but I looked away and rested my head against Harry's shoulder.

"Rhia." Emma said tiredly. Harry stopped trying to kiss me and released me so that I could talk to Emma. I didn't want to talk to Emma. I wanted to sit here on Harry's lap. Even being under scrutiny from his parents was better then having to talk to Emma.

"Aren't you going to talk to her?" Harry whispered. I stifled a sigh of frustration and looked at Ginny, who sat reading the Prophet. She gave me a thumbs up before getting engrossed in the newspaper.

"Lunch will be ready in ten minutes you two." Lily said from the stove. All morning James had been arguing with Lily to let him cook. When he actually picked up a spoon to try and help Lily, Ginny, Harry, Hermione, Ron and myself decided to intervene. James grumbled a back up statement that no one managed to get.

I didn't even look at Emma as I left the kitchen. I stopped in the hallway and looked at Emma.

"What do you want?" I asked her. Emma rubbed her head slightly, she looked a lot paler then usual.

"I'm really sorry." She said.

"For what?" I asked her coldly. She picked up the change in my tone and looked at me.

"For whatever I did last night. I can't remember it but I'm really sorry." Emma said quietly. She glanced at the door before taking my arm and leading me to our room. Kaylee was still fast asleep in my bed. Lazy girl. I sat on my bed, trying not to sit on my sister and looked at Emma.

"What happened?" Emma asked.

"Oh, what the getting drunk bit, meeting random guys who could have tried to rape us or you passing out and having to be sent to a muggle hospital!" I snapped.

"What?" Emma asked.

"You had to go to a stupid muggle hospital! Do you know how worried I was for you yesterday!" I told her. "You done stupid things before but never again Emma." I said standing up. "I'm not going through another one of your stupid decisions." Emma stood up as well. She took my arm but I pulled it free.

"Rhia, please. I promise I'll stop doing stupid things. I just can't lose you as a friend as well." She said. I tried not to go against my instinct of telling Emma not to worry, I'd always be her friend and all that kind of stuff but she'd pulled me into enough trouble and I was actually fed up with it.

"Tough." I said. Kaylee shifted slightly under me and turned, knocking me off the bed. Kaylee looked at me sleepily then grinned.

"You're home!" Kaylee said happily.

"Yep." I grumbled as I got to my feet. I didn't look at Emma at all as Kaylee jumped out of bed and ran out of the room. I started for the door when I thought I heard Emma sob. I bit my lip uncertainly. She's an idiot, she's trying to get to you like she does to anyone else, I told myself. I wouldn't put it past Emma to treat me like that as well. I mean she treat Bo like a piece of sh…poo. And he was one of Emma's closest friends. I turned around and pulled Emma into a hug.

"Just don't do anything like that again." I muttered as Emma hugged me back.

"Thanks." She said. I pulled away and frowned.

"Stay here, I'll get you something to eat. You look really ill." I said.

"No, I'm fine-"

"If your mum sees you she'll check you over and she'll figure it out straight away." I said. I pushed Emma into the bed. "Stay ok." Emma nodded as if scared that I'd suddenly change my mind. She stayed in bed as I left the room. I entered the kitchen and looked at Ginny.

'How is she?' Ginny mouthed.

'Ok' I mouthed back. Ginny smiled with relief. I gave Harry a quick kiss as I passed and went to Lily.

"Can I have some food please?" I asked sweetly. Lily looked at me with a smile and put a hand on my head.

"What do you want?" She asked.

"Hm…" I love Lily, I really do. She's the greatest godmother I could have asked for. I took a few bits of food and put them on a plate.

"Not too much, you're having lunch in a minute." Lily said. I grinned.

"Ok, I'll just take this. Bye." I said as I turned and left the room. I pushed open the bedroom door and Emma hadn't appeared to have moved a muscle. I rolled my eyes and put the plate down in front of Emma. She glanced at it nervously.

"Are you hungry or not?" I asked her. Emma sat up slowly.

"Yeah, I am. I'm scared I'm going to annoy you again." Emma said quietly. I sat on my bed and just sat there.

"Oh, you'll annoy me again, you always do," I said with a smirk. Emma gave me a nervous smile.

"RHIA! EMMA! BO! KAYLEE! ORION! LUNCH!" James called up.

"Coming." I called back. "See you in a bit. Do you want me to bring up Bo after, so you can apologise to him?" I asked.

"NO!" Emma said, "I mean, I don't think that he'll accept my apology. I kinda said some stuff about him." Emma said awkwardly. I frowned.

"Like what?"

"Like I'd never go out with a werewolf." Emma said very quietly. "And he loves me so I think the less we see of each other the better."

"Ah." I said with a slight wince. "Well, I'll see you after lunch." I said heading to the kitchen. I sat down next to Harry and started on the food.

"Did you eat all that food already?" James asked as he looked at me briefly.

"No it's for Emma, she's feeling a bit iffy so I took some food up to her." I said. Lily turned around.

"Is she ok?" Lily asked slightly alarmed.

"Yeah, she's just got a bit of a cold. We forgot to close the window last night." I said with a smile. Lily scowled but nodded and accepted my excuse.

"Ok, if she gets any worse you have to tell me." Lily said. I nodded quickly and started eating.

I sat at the small desk in my room at Grimmauld place. I'd received two letters in the past hour. Both from different people but I had the strangest inkling that I knew who they were from. I opened the first one. It was in a rather neat slightly curly handwriting. I broke the seal of the letter and took it out. I sighed as I rested my chin on my hand and read the letter.

"Dear Rhia. I am sorry that I haven't been able to write earlier but my coach wants us to start training really early. I have some time off, I think, in a few weeks time. You remember that you said that maybe we could meet up. I know you're a lot younger then me but I wouldn't object to meeting up with you, even if it is to catch up. Write back with your reply, Jordan" I breathed the words quietly to myself. I slowly put the letter down and picked up the other one. This had bigger more elaborate handwriting. I opened up the letter and pulled out the parchment inside.

"Heya. I know you think I'm just an idiot but I was wondering if you were free at all in the next few weeks. Well, near the beginning of February anyway, maybe even Valentine's day? I have a tour around the country performing a couple of gigs. I think you did really well and I want to know whether you'd be interested in recording a collaboration with me, it will help you kick start your career, if you want a career in music of course. Hopefully see you soon, Catcher." I dropped that letter as well and bit my lip, this wasn't a very good thing, why now? I picked up both letters and began folding them up again when the bedroom door burst open and Harry walked in. He locked the door behind him with a smile.

"Rhia." He said with a smile. I gave him an apprehensive smile and crushed the letters in my hand.

"Hi Harry." I said. I got up and pressed a kiss on the edge of his jaw. He laughed and put his arms around me. He hadn't been this happy in a while. I looked at him suspiciously. "What have you been taking?" I asked him. Harry smiled and said nothing. Instead he spun me off my feet and set me back down on the floor. I looked at him curiously.

"What have you been up to?" Harry asked as he looked at the parchment in my hand.

"Oh nothing." I said quickly. I folded the letters up even smaller while Harry looked at me with mock suspicion.

"You wouldn't be writing to strange guys would you now?" He joked. I put on a smile.

"What? No." I said. "Why would I need other guys when I have you." I said, and that was the truth. I threw the letters on the desk and pulled Harry into a kiss. He grinned and lifted me slightly. I couldn't help giggling as he lay on top of me and pressed his lips against the skin of my neck. I closed my eyes and relished the feeling of his kiss. I turned my head and caught his lips with mine. My hands went to the waist of his trousers.

I pressed my hand over Harry's mouth as I sat on him in his bed. I turned to the door and looked at it curiously. I could feel Harry laughing below me, his body was moving in what was obviously laughter. He took my hand and kissed my palm and wrist.

"No one will hear us" Harry whispered.

"But if dad catches us-"

"He won't." Harry said, pulling me back down over him. I felt his hands on my bare back. Somehow in the past hour I'd lost my shirt and had nearly lost my skirt, while Harry had lost his top and jeans. And boy his boxers are nice. Mum and Dad had come back ages ago and as far as I knew, Emma was trying to make peace with her mum. I felt Harry's lips at my neck and chest. I closed my eyes and let Harry roll me over so that he was on top of me. I let out a soft giggle and pulled Harry closer. I could feel his hands going up my skirt and getting dangerously near my knickers.

"Harry." I said.

"Sorry." He laughed as he met my lips again.

"Not yet." I said with a smile. Harry grinned and leant on his elbows. He brushed some of my hair away and kissed my forehead.

"I love you so much." Harry said, "I don't know how I managed to miss it for so long." I smirked and kissed his chest.

"You learn." I said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Harry asked with a laugh. He playfully bit my neck as I slipped my hands under his boxers and onto his bum. "Rhia." He said mimicking my voice earlier.

"Yes." I asked innocently with a smile. "You have a nice arse." I said impressed. And I was, I never actually felt it before…why didn't I!

"Well if you get to touch my arse…" Harry said. I looked at him vaguely confused. Next thing I knew Harry was playing with my bra catch. I looked at him bemused.

"Harry!" I said pretending to be shocked. I could see him fighting not to let his eyes drift down my body. I pressed my lips against Harry's lips and smiled.

"I love you." Harry muttered against my lips.

"I love you so much more." I whispered. Harry laughed slightly and let his lips follow the line of my mouth to my chin. It felt so nice. I had that little tingle of nervousness, having never been quite so far with Harry before but it felt so nice all the same. I could feel his hands all over my body. There was a sudden knock at the door, forcing Harry and I to stop. I propped myself up on my elbows and looked at the door. Harry looked a little confused as he lay on the bed next to me.

"Who is it?" I asked.

"Dinner." Bo said through the door. "What are you up to Rhia?"

"Nothing." I replied. I turned to Harry and tried to force him out of the bed. He smirked and put his arms around my waist.

"Didn't sound like it." Bo said, I could hear the amusement in his voice. "Anyway, be down soon or you dad may get a little suspicious." He said. I heard him walking away down the corridor. I turned to Harry. "We have to go to Dinner." I said. Harry put his head against my stomach.

"Lets stay here." He said with a pout.

"No." I laughed. I put a hand on his head and kissed his forehead before struggling out of his strong grip. Harry sighed and put his glasses on.

"Fine." Harry said, "I thought you loved me." He said. I pulled on a t-shirt and knelt on the bed as Harry pulled on a pair of trousers.

"I do love you." I said with a pout. "It's just that…I don't want my dad to kill you." I said putting a hand on Harry's chest as he pulled a shirt over his messy hair. Harry gave me a quick kiss and put his arms around me.

"Just a few more minutes." Harry said.

"You're all clothed now though." I said with a smirk. "Come on." I jumped off the bed and straightened my skirt as Harry unlocked the door and opened it. The twins were just walking down the stairs, their heads close together and Kaylee whispering so fast that I couldn't understand her, though I could hear her. Harry put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer to him. He kissed me on the forehead as we followed my sisters down the stairs. We sat down at the table in the kitchen and got a strange look from Bo.

"Had a good few hours?" Bo asked with a smirk. I tried not to look at him but I saw Harry give him a warning look. Emma looked at Bo then at me. I shook my head quickly and looked around the table. I noticed a few spaces in the table.

"Where's Ron and Hermione?" I asked.

"Oh, they're 'busy'" Orion said, "Much like you and Harry were." I glanced at my dad, who looked at Harry sternly.

"Ok, well, dinner." Lily said. Lily put down a few dishes of food in front of us and sat next to dad.

"Where's dad?" Emma asked Lily.

"Meeting at the ministry." Lily said. "Your dad, April and Jenny had to go."

"And there'll be an order meeting tonight so all of you to bed early" dad said.

"Yes mum." Orion said. He glanced at Kaylee mischievously, who returned his look. I rolled my eyes and started to help myself to the food.

A/N:-I really have to write more of this story. It's starting to annoy me. THere's toooo much to write and i'm scared this story will go on for too long. I mean i'm only on x-mas/new year's time and I'm at cphater 38ish, aaahhh!!!!!! noo, this can't be happening! Anyway, thanks for all ur reviews. I'll carry on how i've been going. I've been really paranoid that i haven't been very rounded. I'm beginning to include Hermione and Ron more, I'm hoping the story should revolve more around them, Harry and Rhia i think, though there's a major Emma storyline about to come up once they get back to school. I should get back to writing now, anyway. I hope you guys all had a good new year, i know i had an interesting one...being nearly assulted 3 times in the street is not fun...never travel on you own in the dark, lol. Anyway, i'm off, i hope you guys all enjoy this chappie as much as you enjoyed the last one. hehe.