Chapter 2 - Casket of a Buried Stone
9:00 the alarm clock showed when Emerald woke up. Betty wasn't going to come until 10:30 so Emerald wasn't in the biggest hurry to get out of bed. She had always been very quick in the most things she did whether she was doing homework, thinking or talking, which wasn't always to her advantages. She usually acted before thinking.
At 9:30 her owl; Miss Green-Daisy, little sisters and her parents thought she should go up. And she did. After taking a needed shower, she got dresses putting on a pair of jeans that she rolled up, just above her ankles and a pink shirt. Socks she didn't thought were needed in the amazing spring-kind-of-summer weather.
Down in the kitchen, her family was gathered.
She sat down by the table, next to her father who gave her a kiss on her cheek and a "Good morning, sunshine!"
"Good morning." she said quietly.
"Good morning you muttering, big troll." Laura and Elisa said at the same time with big, smirky smiles on their lips.
"What's up with you, slime ball" Elisa said.
"Are you nervous meeting Rory maybe? I mean, I would if I were you." Laura said and imitated a frightened Emerald.
Ginny gave the two girls an angry look, which showed them that they were in trouble. They stopped.
"Don't mind them, love." Ginny said to her daughter whose eyes had turned dark.
"I won't." Emerald said calmly and her eyes were back to the normal brilliant green color.
Ginny sat down by the table and pour up a glas of pumpkin-juice and handed it over to Emerald.
"So how did you sleep?" she asked her slightly depressed daughter.
Emerald sighed.
"To be honest. Not very good. I dreamed that I was buried alive in a casket and that Rory stood over it on the ground, laughing."
Elisa and Laura started to laugh.
"Get out of here or I'll... Tickle you!" Harry said and chased the two even more laughing girls out of the kitchen.
Ginny turned her attention to Emerald.
"So you're worried, then?"
"You could only imagine. I mean, I don't think she's that willing to see me and I don't really want to see her either. But I have to, for Meredith and Betty."
Her mother laughed.
"You know that part about Rory not willing to meet you."
Emerald shook her head and the red hair swirled around her face.
"What about it?"
"Ron and Hermione haven't told her you're coming."
"What!" Emerald exclaimed.
"Yeah." Ginny nodded. "You know she'd refuse if she knew. So now she thinks it's just she and Meredith who's going to be there."
Emerald let out a little nervous laugh.
"This is going to be a hell of a ride."
"Yea.. Don't say hell, young lady!"
Emerald rose from the table.
"I won't. Thanks for the breakfast!" she said and kissed her mum on her head,
In the doorway Emerald turned around and looked at her mother.
"By the way, h-e-l-l is a place."
"Yeah, yeah..." Ginny muttered.
"Just wanted you to know!"
Emerald smiled and went up the stairs to pack the last things for the soon to be, unenjoyable weekend.
