The Prefects Room:
During Breakfast on the Fourth Day:
"So?" Eddy walked over to her favourite chair and sat down.
Emma also took a seat, looking at the flames engulfing the small wooden log. "So what?" she asked to her friend's question.
"What do you want to know?" she said with a sigh of indifference.
"I've gottwo questions, don't care what order you answer them in. Number 1: Why him? Number 2: What thoughts kept you from sleeping last night?" Eddy looked curiously at her friend, concerned.
Any trace of a smile disappeared from Emma's face. "1: I don't know." she paused, biting her lip so hard blood droplets formed. "And I can't answer number two."
Looking around, not focusing in on anything, Emma added on. "You're the best of friends I have. I'm sorry... but I can't tell you."
"Hey, it's cool." Eddy gave her a gentle smile. "Just know, I'm right here when you need me."
Her smile suddenly turned evil. "However, don't think you're getting out of the first question that easily, missy. Is it for looks? I certainly haven't noticedanything in his personality worth noting."
Eddy!" she looked around, embarrassed. "He's just... I spent some time with him the other day. During a storm. He was so kind. I don't know... he's just... I really don't know. But he is rather handsome," she said the last part with her face bright red.
"Just because you two don't get along does not mean he's all bad."
"I know, but I can't really help my bias. He was the first guy I met. I was nervous and when I get nervous, I talk. A lot. And ever since he's hated me. I see no point in tolerating someone who refuses to give me a second chance. But you do have a point, heis pretty cute." Eddy grinned at the last statement.
Emma grinned. "Thanks for understanding. I know what you mean..." Sighing, she brushed her hair out of her face. "But I don't just like him for his looks. That's just a factor..."
Glancing at the door, Emma turned back to Eddy. "Do you think he'll show up? I can't face him yet."
"Yes you can. We are going to wait in here until he comes. You don't even have to say anything, I'll just annoy the mess out of him, if you like. But you are not going to run away from this. The more you're around him, the less you will blush." Eddy reasoned.
Emma hit her friend lightly on the arm. "I don't blush that much..." Reconsidering, she shrugged. "But, anyway, thanks for the offer. I think I'll enjoy it."
Twiddling her thumbs, Emma stood. "What I meant was, I'd enjoy it if I was here, but unfortunately I have... homework to do. See you later!" And Emma grabbed her belongings and tried to get out of the door.
"Oh no you don't! You're not getting out of this. We'll just wait right here." Eddy glared at Emma, not bothering to get up. "If I were really evil, I'd lock you in the closet and go get JJ and tell him you wanted to talk to him."
After he had gotten to his dorm, he had fallen asleep quickly because he had been pretty worn out. That particular morning he was still in a doze, but was up and about.
JJ looked around himself. Where was he? How'd he get here? He groaned; he hadn't been paying attention and it had gotten him lost. He walked a little further because he felt he was heading towards a place he knew. He stopped and observed his surroundings. Aha! There was door he knew. Oh no. It was the Prefect's room.
He was about to turn around but realized he'd probably just get lost again. He could hear their voices: Eddy's and Emma's. He sighed. Could he get past the doorway without them seeing him? He hoped so. He took a deep breath and walked swiftly passed the door of the Prefect's room.
He exhaled sharply as he reached the opposite side from where he had been. He paused. He heard footsteps.
'Oh crap,' he thought, 'One of them is coming out.' JJ didn't know what to do. He could start walking in the opposite direction but they'd still see him. Of course, if he stood there like an idiot they'd see him there to. His mind quite blank, he just stood there, waiting for them to appear. But they never did.
He heard Eddy's voice, "Oh no you don't! You're not getting out of this. We'll just wait right here." Wait for what? He kept listening. He could tell that Eddy was talking but he couldn't make it out. Then he heard his name; he couldn't leave now.
He peered around the doorway, into the room. "What did you say about me?" he inquired.
Emma looked up at him with a look of sheer horror. In a moment of inspiration, she pretended to faint dead-away on the floor.
JJ, who probably would of laughed if Eddy had just fainted, had a panicked expression on his face for a few seconds. If it was any other girl, he probably would have smirked. He was good at making girls faint. But this was the auburn haired girl...
He walked swiftly into the room, and knelt down next to her.
"Emma?" he asked, shaking her gently. He could imagine the amused face he was getting from Eddy. But she didn't know; she probably would never know of the mutual connection between him and Emma.
Making sure to keep her face straight and breathing regular, Emma kept still. She could feel his hands on her and immediately her heart started to race.
At least she was keeping her face free of any blushing.
After another moment of shaking her, JJ set her back on the ground gently. He looked up at Eddy.
"Uh..." he cleared his throat, "Er, do you want to help me take her up to Madam Pomfrey's?"
This whole time Eddy had stood there quietly, fighting the urge to slap JJ and tell him not to touch Emma.
Then she saw the blush on Emma's face. 'She's doing it on purpose! Little minx!' Eddy barely contained her smirk.
"If you could, I don't think I could carry her. How about I open doors for you?" Eddy walked towards the door waiting for JJ to pick Emma up and follow.
At the almost laughing nature of Eddy's words, Emma knew she knew that she was really awake. Damn it! She thought to herself.
But it didn't seem that Eddy was going to inform JJ about this fact. he still seemed to believe that Emma was passed out. She was going to let JJ carry her until they got to the Hospital Wing.
Cursing her misfortune, Emma clenched her eyes closed so she wouldn't wince when he touched her.
Eddy watched Emma squint her eyes and had to bite her tongue to keep from laughing. 'It's your own fault, Sugar. Ha Ha...'
Eddy opened the door and made an exaggerated bowing gesture.
JJ picked up the girl easily. She was tiny (not horribly skinny, just tiny). He carried her in his arms, and agreed to let Eddy open the doors. He was actually worried this time.
Eddy was grinning like a mouse in a cheese emporium. Now she was beginning to see what Emma saw in JJ, key word beginning. He cared about her. Eddy decided she would let JJ near Emma, but she'd keep a close eye on him, a very close eye.
Looking back at her friend, Eddy almost burst out laughing. She continued opening doors on the way to the hospital wing.
"So, what were you doing near the prefect room at this time of morning? Not a breakfast person?" Eddy asked.
JJ looked at Eddy.
"What do you care? I got lost and found myself near the Prefect's room," he said as a matter of factly. He looked forward again adding, "What are you grinning at, Mudblood?" He wasn't so unobservant that he hadn't notice her grin. It was kind of hard to miss.
"You. I'm smiling at you. You, my friend, are so incredibly obvious." Eddy chuckled, shoe her head, and looked forward again.
"What the heck are you talking about?" he asked, quite confused. He focused back to Emma. Whenever he saw her he couldn't get those frightened eyes out of mind. He shook his head slightly and looked ahead. He wished he could forget them.
"She's not a Slytherin. But you don't look like your suffering too much. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you had a thing for her." Eddy glanced over her shoulder. "But don't worry, I won't tell her, I promise. You can do that yourself."
JJ gave Eddy a sideways glance.
"Of course I don't like her like that. I'm worried about her, sure, because... well, you wouldn't understand but I don't 'have a thing for her.' I'm sorry to burst your bubble, but I don't."
It was the truth. He didn't feel for anything for her. He had a job to protect her as he felt obliged to do. He couldn't feel anything for her; he believed he wasalready in love.
"Do you have any younger siblings?" Eddy asked, genuinely curious. He was very protective.
"No," JJ said, almost immediately like it was habit. At least, not anymore. He grunted as he readjusted Emma in his arms. They were almost to the hospital.