Chapter 2: Keeping Hogwarts Awkward

Emily had been searching the halls for Katrina as soon as she had left charms that day. It wasn't until dinner time when she was visually combing through the heads of chowing students that she saw her, eating some type of pasta it looked like. Hera-hole of a friend was next to her and they were talking Emily noticed with some dismay.

"God damn it. Why does she have to be Ravenclaw? It's so inconvenient," Emily thought. "Damn her and her clever abilities."

A few more moments passed and before it dawned on her: "Now what?" She had spent a full half day trying to find her but now that she had she realized she had no idea what she would say to her. Their previous encounter had not exactly gone swimmingly- she needed to make a better impression.

That's it! She would just go up to her and be really cordial and, and, stuff. . . She would ask her how is she, and how her day went and other things to show she cared. I mean they had already been introduced; the largest step was over! They were practically friends now!

Emily rose from her seat, abandoning her mashed potatoes, and started walking over to the Ravenclaw table.

In less than a minute she was standing behind Katrina. She reached her finger out to tap her shoulder but then stopped as she realized she'd rather hear what she was saying.

"He asked Professor Flitwick if the spell Fortuna memoria was for semantic memory or just episodic memory when it's clearly for both. Honestly, he's so dumb sometimes I wonder how he even got into Ravenclaw. Maybe if you don't fit into any of the other house this is where you get dumped." She laughs, "Maybe we're the rubbish bin of the houses. But then you think that'd be Slytherin. . . or Hufflepuff." The two of them laugh.

Figuring this was probably the best breaking point of the conversation, Emily gave an awkward cough.

The two heads turned around. When the friend turned around he just burst out laughing. Katrina asked, "Can I help you?"

Emily cleared her throat again. "How are you?" she asked Katrina.

Katrina and her friend exchanged a look. Then she looked back to Emily. "Fine," she said.

"Oh. Good," said Emily then she turned and walked away as fast as she could.