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Dis.: All characters are own by the wonderful genius Ms. JK Rowling

Chapter 3: A New Beginning.

After saying goodnight, they left Dumbledore's office and headed to the Gryffindor's Tower, with Harry leading the way. They were silent for quite a moment. Harry's mind was racing. He was shocked and upset upon hearing his father's infidelity, because he had never thought that his parents would do such thing, he had always imagined them as being the perfect couple like one of those he sees on TV's, never, had he imagined that his father would betray his wife, Harry's mother. But still, Dumbledore had said it was a mistake, a misunderstanding. So, does it means that his father was innocent? He asked himself. He looked at Emily and she looked back, rather nervously. She had a cute face, he thought and suddenly, he was glad, that his father did what he had done, because, now he had a sister. He never thought that was possible. He smiled brightly at her. Seeing that Harry was smiling, Emily's expression relaxed a little and she smiled back.

"So, how does it feels, living with muggles, Harry?" she asked.

"Horrible" he answered. "Never knew about this world, about me being a wizard and about my parents until when I was eleven, Hagrid came to see me, told me everything. Still living with them, actually, until I turn seventeen, Dumbledore said 'for your own safety', something about me sharing the same blood with Aunt Petunia, my mother's sister."

So they went on chatting about themselves all the way until they had reached the portrait of the Fat Lady. Something struck into Harry.

"Uh oh, I don't know this year's password, we can't get in!" he moaned, looking around for a sign of a Gryffindor's prefect. Seeing the puzzled look on Emily's face, he started explaining about the tower.

"No-not without your password, young man" said the Fat Lady, when he begged her to just let them in. "But you know I'm a Gryffindor, don't you?" he asked desperately. But the Fat Lady still refused point-blank to let them in.

Just then, the portrait swung open and someone was climbing out from inside the hole.

It was Hermione.

"Ah, there you are. We've been waiting for you for ages, dying to know what happened. Then I figured that you don't know this year's password yet and were probably stucked outside, begging the Fat Lady to let you in-"

"Yes, indeed" the Fat Lady nodded in a dignified way.

"-so I decided to come and check-"

"Okay, Hermione, can we come in? Like now? It just that Emily and I are very tired right now," he cut in. Hermione blushed and finally let them in.

"Oh, by the way, this year's password is 'Dungbombs', dunno who made that though" said Hermione as they enter the common room.

The common room was filled with chattering students, but as the three of then entered, the chattering stop abruptly, all heads turned to the three of them.

Questions started flying towards Harry. He spent half an hour explaining to them, but he kept the part about his father's affair from them, he made it sounded like he suddenly had a sister. He didn't fancy everyone knowing about it, but he reminded himself to tell Ron and Hermione the truth. Although not everyone was convinced with his version of story, they accepted it as well. When everyone had gone to bed, leaving him, Ron and Hermione alone in the common room he told them. Both of them, like him, were completely shocked by the truth.

"Your father had an affair!" said Ron, looking awfully bewildered. "It's not an affair, Ron, it was simply a misunderstanding" Hermione said, although she too, looked surprise. "It's unbelievable".

"Yeah, unbelievable, but look at the bright site, now I have a sister!" said Harry, grinning happily.

It's been a year now since the day Harry discovered that he had a sister and now they have bonded so closely together that people might think that they were twin. Draco on the other hand had dumped Pansy Parkinson. (A/N: the reasons are unknown to the school, but, I think I'll leave it here. ;-) )

Like Harry, Emily made a lot of friends here in Hogwarts but unlike Harry, Emily was not an enemy to anyone because she so sweet and lovely that even Professor Snape find it hard to hate her.

"Emily, I have to go for a quidditch practice," said Harry after breakfast on a Saturday morning.

"Well, go on and good luck. I'll meet you in the common room later." she said. Harry gave her a small peck on her cheek and went for his practice. Emily waited until Harry had gone before turning around to find Draco Malfoy was standing behind her.

"Oh, hullo, Draco, how are you and what are you doing here?" she asked pleasantly. Her sweet voice made Draco Malfoy, the meanest kid in school, shiver. He tried to calm himself, trying to sound as evil as usually does and fails. "Uh…hi..Emily…fine" he managed to stutter a few words with a glowing face. "Uh..you know just wandering around, here and there, trying to ease myself.err..no, I mean I was just walking around doing nothing" he muttered incoherently. She gave him a soft giggle sending shivers down his spine. "You're funny" she said, smiling. "Am I ? No one ever told me that" he said , a pink tinge appeared on his pale cheek. "What are you doing here, anyway?" he asked although he had already knew, he didn't know what else to say.

"Well, I had just finished my breakfast and I was sending my brother to his quidditch practice" she answered, Draco noticed two little red patches on her cheeks.

"I see" he said, nodding his head unnecessarily. They both went silent for a few minutes, both looking everywhere but each other. Then Emily finally spoken, "I better go now, you know, loads of homework."

Draco felt slightly disappointed but managed to conceal it. "Err..okay, goodbye then" he said.

"Bye, Draco" said Emily, turning towards the marble staircase. Draco's eyes followed her silky hair and thought about touching them.

Suddenly, without him realising, he yelled, "Hey, Emily!"

Emily turned to face him, "yes?"

Draco stuned by his own daring, said, "would you..err.." he paused for a nanosecond,

"like to.." he muttered something that Emily could not hear.

"like to what, Draco?" she asked, looking confused.

"uh..nevermind, forget it, see you later" Draco finally gave up.

Emily left for Gryffindor's common room feeling slightly happier.

Draco was still standing at the same spot where he was talking to Emily. He tried to recall the whole thing back. He cursed himself for being such a lameass. How could he lost control like that? Why in the name of Merlin did he acted like a stupid newt stuffed with marshmallow? Why, did he blushed? Emily must have thought he had gone mad or something. Suddenly, he realised. He had fallen for Emily Potter! He cursed himself again for that. How could he? He's a Malfoy! A damned Malfoy! He hate Potter. His whole family hate the Potters. He finally turned to go back to the Slytherin's dungeon. Filled with anger, he pulled the hanging of his bed and laying face down on his bed. Even though with anger all over him, he could not help imagined what would happen, if he had managed to finish his sentence back then. Would she say yes? he wondered. Realising, he shook himself, trying to forget everything and go to sleep. But even in his dream, he couldn't stop himself thinking about Emily Potter.

A/N: at first I wanted to separate this story into two chapters, but it's too short so I just pushed it all into one. I kinda like this chapter, haha! you know the part when the two had their first real conversation. Anyway what d'you think? Review!