…Chapter 3…

…Too Much Running…

"So, how old are you?"

He did not just ask that question. How old am I? I'll tell you you goddnamn son of a banshee.

"I am sixteen tomorrow," I tell him, shoving my nose in the air and crossing my arms.

"Happy birthday, my darling," James smiles, slinging his arm over my shoulders.

Did he just say - what the hell - did he actually just call me my darling?

I twist out of his arm and look him in the face.

"I am not your fricking darling, you bloody dick head," I sneer, spitting out each word. I slap him across the face and sprint away from him. I quickly look behind me. He's hot on my heels.

Uh oh. I'm stuffed. I'm a fast runner, very fast but he's also fast. A year older than me and a Chaser on the Gryffindor team. Great. Just bloody fantastic. I duck into a side alley, pumping my arms. I tumble over an evil looking cat. It glares at me and hisses. A surprised yelp escapes my lips. I huff to catch my breath back. I hiss back at the cat and it prances away.

"Why, Emma? Why did you chose an alleyway?" I mutter to myself.

James sees me and comes walking with purpose towards me.

Uh oh. This can't be good. Nope. Uh uh. Not good Not good.

"You didn't rerun my question," James whispers to me. He's a foot from me.

"That's because I don't need to waste my time on a pompous git like yourself," I sneer at him. Im actually quite surprised I'm not in Slytherin. I could be a very good one. But I'm too smart to be in Slytherin.

Okay, moving on.

"I'm seventeen," he smiles, closing the gap between us. He presses him arms either side of me.

Bloody Merlin, why do you hate me so much?

"You do know that it's illegal to be with a minor if you're over seventeen soi'llustbegoingnowkaybyethanks," I string my last words together in my hurry. I duck down between his legs, ewww. Bad choice.

He grabs my legs and stops me. I reluctantly slide back to the wall. Bloody hell, he had me trapped. Suddenly he presses his lips to mine. Anger rushes through my veins and I muster the energy to shove him away.

"Come back here," he grabs me again and repeats his actions.

I punch him in the gut.

"Sexual assult!" I scream.

Suddenly James has slumped against me. I kick him away and slide to the ground and curl up in a ball and cry. Suddenly warm arms have lifted me up.

"Are you okay, miss?" the boy asks me.

"Yes, thank you," I tell him, looking up and seeing bright green eyes.

"Potter?" I ask, shocked.

"Laynett?" he asks me, equally as shocked.

"Erm, are you okay?" he asks me.

I nod, trying to not let the tears fall. It was shock. That's why I'm trying not to cry. But Emma Laynett doesn't cry. She hasn't cried since her father throated to disown her. Oh, who am I kidding? Why am I referring to myself in third person. Ugh, honestly . I wipe the stubborn tears away quickly.

I nod sharply and walk past him and out of the alleyway.

"Laynett! Wait up, for Merlin's sake!" Potter shouts behind me.

I turn around and see him standing there in the Alleyway. His wand is held loosely in his right hand. His dark brown hair is devilish. His bright green orbs shining. His fit Quidditch figure proving him very attract- NO EMMA ! HE IS A DISGRACE TO THE WORLD! A TOTAL DISGRACE! HE IS UGLY!

"What?" I snap.

He jogs towards me.

"Are you actually okay?" he asks me.

"Yes, thank you. Now where is Rose?" I ask him.

"Let me take you to them," Potter tells me.

We walk in silence; me, cradling myself and Potter making a path through the crowded streets.

"EM!"

I see red locks bouncing as Rose runs towards me. She throws her arms around me and I sob into her hair.

"Merlin, Em, what happened?" she asks me, gasping. She wipes my tears away, looking me in the eyes.

"James McLaggen kissed her multiple times without her permission," Potter says for me.

"Really? NO!" Rose shrieks.

"Yes," I reply.

"I'm going to freaking kill him," Scorp growls.

I give him a weak smile.

"Feel free to. But when we're at Hogwarts," I smile, wiping all tears away.

"Right! I need to shop. Who's coming?!"

I turn around.

Charlie

I run and throw my arms around my brother.

"What happened?" he asks.

He, Potter and Scorp have some kind of telepathic conversation.

Mental Note: Try that sometime with Charlie

Then he, Scorp and Potter have a man hug. Merlin, they only saw each other two days.

"Let's go, I need to get everything," Rose says, answering Charlie's question prior their little reunion.

"Right then. Let's go," I say, trying to ignore Potter's presence.

…

Fail. That was a fail attempt to ignore Potter's presence. He was always just there.

"BYE ROSE! SEE YOU TONIGHT!" I scream at Rose as she floos home.

I am bundled up with shopping bags. Charlie and I stumble into the fireplace together in the Leaky Cauldron and flop home. I flip out (again) and tumble onto my head. A few colourful words fall from my lips as I lie on the ground. Hmmm, it's actually quite comfortable.

Not.

I gather my things up and make my way up the three flights of stairs to get to my bedroom. I enter the blue and silver bedroom, totally forgetting about the whole different shades of green, silver and black decorating the rest of the house. I let out a sigh. I pack all of my school supplies into my trunk. Once finished, I slump onto my beautiful blue bed.

I put a charm on my bedroom when I redecorated it. First off, I had my room green to try and get father to talk to me again. Didn't work, so I went all out Ravenclaw, not caring what the hell anyone else thought. This was my room and my space. I owned it. The charm allows me and only me to remove the things from the walls. Hahaha, suck on that you son of a banshee. That's what happened when your daughter is a Ravenclaw.

"EMMA LAYENTT! ARE YOU READY TO GO?" mum screams from downstairs.

"Yep!" I squeak.

I quickly throw on my fluro green one piece and sun dress over the top. I grab my sandals and chuck my blue purse and towel into my blue bag. Slinging it over my shoulder and grabbing my wand, I run down the three flights of stairs. I skid to a halt in front of the fireplace.

"Ready!" I say cheerfully.

My sister is there clad in a hot pink bikini that barely covers anything and a black very short see-through dress. How the hell am I related to her?

"Where's Charlie?" I ask.

"He left twenty seconds ago," Mum tells me, "now go!"

I grab some floo powder and mutter 'Potter Beach Residence.'

With a whoosh and mass of green flames, I'm gone.

A/N: Hello! Thank you so much again to 20Chole02 for reviewing - a big plate of virtual cookies for you! To answer your question, yes, maybe Emma is falling for Al ;)

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