When Two World§ Collide
A/N: There may be numerous HBP spoilers through out this fanfiction so if you have not read HBP I don't suggest you read this fan fiction. Also, it's not just about the Harry Potter world, but is a fictional, and completely fiction is what I mean, story about Emma Watson. So if there is something in here that isn't really her, that's why. Thank you and enjoy!
Chapter One: What She's Doing Now
Emma slowly sat up and stretched, noticing she was sore in odd places. She didn't know why; she hadn't done anything to be that sore in those places.
Then her memory took her back to the night before and she gasped then shuddered, crossing her arms in front of her and grabbing her shoulders, wanting to cry.
She held her tears back as much as she could, but one or two trickled out. She wished what had happened the night before had just been a dream, but she knew better. She knew it hadn't been and she would have to deal with the consequences in the future.
She carefully stood up feeling dizzy, dirty, used and disoriented as she opened her curtains.
Why? she asked herself, why me? Why did I have to be in the wrong place at the wrong time? she inwardly thought, another tear escaping.
If her boyfriend found out she knew he'd flip. Not at her; definantly not at her, but at the person who had done this to her. He would then go after him and pick a fight or try to kill him and either get arrested, end up very hurt; or both, or end up dead; none of which she wanted.
And what was she supposed to do? Tell an authority or simply sit and wait for him to kill her or do it again?
Emma's nose tingled from trying to keep back tears as a Garth Brooks song on the radio drifted into her ears saying; "What she's doing now is tearing me apart, filling up my mind and emptying my heart…"
Emma didn't know what to do.
