Months passed and Cedric forgot all about his encounter with Emma and Emma managed to change her appearance, Hermione's idea, to help her get over Ron; the blonde hair reminded her of Lavender, a reminder she did not need. Her once shoulder length, blonde, curly hair was now elbow length, a darker blonde, still curly but with auburn highlights in her hair. Over the months Emma lost weight, too much weight in Harry, Hermione and Ginny's opinion, her once curvy body was now slim and almost flat like; her hips narrowed, her legs slimmed, her stomach seemed to shrink in width, her arms were boney and her hip bones jutted out.

Emma walked down the cool hallway towards the library with her head bowed, avoiding the stares of her fellow school mates. She sighed and pushed thru the heavy doors with her thin arms and sought solitude in the back of the library where no one could see her cry. As she was writing her Potion's essay she looked to her left and saw the brown waves and the tall body of Cedric, leaning up to grab a book off the shelf. Turning to go back to his table he saw her, giving her bright smile.

"Care to join me?" he asked, pointing to the seat at the table.

She smiled at him before standing and gathering her stuff before walking towards his table. She sat down and began working on her essay again in silence as he watched her. "Cho and I broke up" he told her when she looked up at him. "I heard" she told him before looking back at her work.

"Why?" she asked, raising her blue eyes from the paper to him.

"She…we weren't right for each other. She was too clingy and too whiney, I need someone strong" he told her and she nodded her head "Not a damsel in distress kind of guy then?" she joked "Nope, no damsel for me, just the heroine of the story" he told her with a wink. She blushed but held his gaze. She glanced down quickly before she pushed her book out of her way before setting her elbows on the table.

"So, that heroine, found her yet?" she asked him with an easy smile.

"Found your prince charming?" he asked as he leaned back in his chair.

"Nope" she told him. "Me either" he said and they laughed. "We're a sad bunch then, aren't we?" she asked him, setting her work aside for later. "So, we could be a sad bunch together, friends?" he asked and held his hand out. She inspected it for a moment before she smiled. "Why not" she said, taking his hand and they shook on it.

"Tell me about yourself, friend" Cedric flirted and she smiled as he helped her put her stuff away. "Well, I'm 15, I like the color peach, I like roses, I'm loud, I'm dorky, I'm not graceful at all…I don't like Quittich" she told him. "Don't like Quittich?! What kind of witch are you?" Cedric gasped and she laughed. "I don't like heights either" she told him "Well…that's understandable, I guess" he told her.

"Tell me about yourself, friend" she told him "I'm 17 going on 18 in October, I like the color gold, I don't really like flowers, I'm reserved not quite, I'm too cool for this place, I tend to be graceful, and truthfully, I don't love Quittich, but tell anyone and I'll kill you" he told her and she laughed an airy laugh that he decided he could listen to all the time. "I promise not to tell a soul, but Mr. Seeker doesn't like Quittich, some good blackmail material there" she told him between breaths and he smirked.

"I suppose" he told her. She bid him goodbye before she rushed towards her Common Room and went in to change. Later that night, while Cedric made his rounds as the Hufflepuff prefect he heard gentle music playing a floor above him. He smiled to himself thinking he'd get to take points away for a student being out of bed but was surprised at what he found. Emma twirled high on her toes dressed in white stockings underneath a black leotard, pink pointe shoes on her feet, a dark red sweater over her torso and her hair in a bun. She sashayed around the room in beat to the music and dipped and spun then jumped in an eloquent split in the air and landed on her toes. She ended in a deep arch, arms above her head and out of breath. Cedric smirked and walked away, "Good blackmail material" he told himself and kept walking.