…Chapter 4…

…Potter Beach Residence…

"Emma!"

I turn around and see Ginny Potter walking towards me.

"Hi Mrs Potter!" I say cheerfully, accepting her hug.

"How are you, dear?" she asks me.

"I'm good than - oomph!"

I tumble to the ground and feel something heavy land on top of me. I gasp and try to get air into my lungs.

"CHARLIE!" I roar, shoving my brother off me.

"Sorry?" he offers.

I let out a few curse words and walk away to find Rose. I feel a presence behind me.

"Honestly, Charlie," I mutter.

"I found Rose," he tells me.

"WHERE IS SHE?" I roar.

I am very loud.

I follow Charlie outside and I see Rose, Scorp, James Potter, Lily Potter, Dom, Teddy, Fred and Potter relaxing by the lake.

"Hi guys!" I cry as I plop myself down next to Rose.

"Hey, do you want to go cliff jumping?" Rose asks me.

"YES!" I cry.

Rose grabs my hand and we make our way over to the big cliff face. It drops about twenty feet into a bottomless pit of fire.

Just joking.

Although, it does drop to a massive spring of water. Rose and I always jump off this cliff. Harry Potter put some kind of charm on the water so that when you land, if feels like you're landing on a bunch of soft feathers. So you could go down on your back and it'd feel like you're floating. Ahhh, I love it.

I whip off my dress and Rose mimics my movements. I grab her hand.

"Ready?" I ask her.

"Ready," she grins.

We run towards the end of the cliff and suddenly the surface isn't there. I let out a long squeal, laughing as Rose screams. For what feels life forever, we are flying.

Thuwump.

I land with a soft thuwump. Bursts of giggles rise in my throats and I let them escape my lips. Rose and climb out of the chilly water and the warm sun shines onto our body, my semi-tanned skin and Rose's pale skin. We climb the stone steps up the cliff and move inside to the food.

…

I plop myself down next to Rose at the massive countertop. Plenty of people are eating around this bench. I feel something nudge into my shoulder blades. Ouch. I stand up and turn around and I am struck with bright green eyes.

"Excuse me," I say in my poshest voice that I can.

"What?" Potter snaps.

"You just elbowed me in the back. And it hurt. Would you care to apologise?" I ask him.

He snorts. "What? A Slytherin? Apologise to a Ravenclaw? As if!?

"Ummm, yeah," I sneer at him.

"No chance," he snorts.

That's it. I storm up to him and shove my nose in his face.

"Apologise right now, Potter," I yell, my lips curling back into a sneer.

"No way, Laynett," he sneers back.

"Bloody Slytherin. Right gits," I whisper at him.

"Well, at least ,y parents didn't threaten to disown me because I wasn't in the family house," he says, loud enough for the audience (I know notice) that have gathered to hear.

Hot, angry tears spring to my eyes.

"You bastard," I mutter, slapping him right across the face.

I push through the throngs of people and run up the stairs. I hear Rose scramming at Potter. I find the bathroom, only vaguely seeing the right door through my clouded vision. I lock myself in the bathroom and let the tears run freely. Dammit. I brush at them angrily and look at my reflection in the mirror. My brown curly hair is damp and resting on my broad shoulders. My freckles are drawn out and my swampy coloured eyes are gleaming with unshed tears.

My reflection mirrors the girl I was exactly 5 years and 364 days ago. When I was sorted into Ravenclaw, I followed my house prefect mutely, barely holding onto the tears as we weaved our way through the castle. As soon as I was shown the dormitory I was in I ran and locked myself in the bathroom and sobbed my heart out for five hours. In the late hours of the night, Rose Weasley became my friend.

I dive into the memory before I can stop myself

"Layentt, Charlie."

I watch as Charlie walks onto the stage with a lazy grin on his face. He plops himself down and as soon as the old hat touches his blonde messy hair, it yells:

"SLYERHIN!"

Cheers erupt from the furthest right corner of the hall. I watch as my brother walks to the table, a grin plastered on his face.

"Laynett, Emma."

My heart jumps into my throat. I take a deep breath and climb the short step of stairs up to the stage. I sit myself down on the chair and Professor Longbottom places the hat on my head.

"Hmmmmm, smart but cunning. Where to put you?"

I jump at the voice. It echoes through my head and reverberates through my body.

"I think I shall put you in…Slytherin. Actually no, your smartness outdoes your cunningness. No, I shall put you in…RAVENCLAW!"

I feel sick. I push myself up off the chair and am greeted with silence.

"WOOOOOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOO!" I look up and see Charlie standing up cheering. Suddenly the whole hall seemed to have caught up. They cheer, the loudest cheers coming from the Ravenclaw table. I stumble blindly towards the table and plop myself down next to a red haired girl.

A Weasley.

I ignore everyone and pile my plate up with bacon and has browns. I at my way through five full plates. When our prefect leads us out of the Great Hall, I'm silent. I lag behind the rest of the group. I don't join in with the cheerful chatter. The girl with the curly red hair looks back at me plenty of times.

"The password this week is Bats Eyes," our prefect tells us.

Our female prefect shows us to our dorm. As soon as the door closes, I grab my rucksack that has a pack of thirty chocolate frogs, parchment, quills and my book: Hogwarts; A History. I run strait into the bathroom and slam the door shut, locking it with my wand. I plop myself down onto the bathroom floor and my shoulders shake and my mouth produces gut-wrenching sobs. My body heaves and shakes and my vision is blurred. I roll the stick of wood between my fingers and one though springs to my mind.

Father.

I know that we are going to loose our special father/daughter connection. My tears get heavier. I pull out a piece of parchment and start to write a note. Wetness falls onto the parchment.

Dear Mother and Father,

The train ride was great. I am in Ravenclaw!

I am missing you loads,

Emma xx

"Brownie," I call softly.

My owl, Brownie, is a snowy white barn owl. She hops through the bathroom window.

"Take this to my home, will you?" I ask her, attaching the letter to her leg. Fresh tears fall as she hoots and flies away.

No taking it back now.

I sit back down and start crying again. I tip out the contents of my bag and start eating my way though the Chocolate Frogs. Soon, there are 22 wrappers strewn on the floor. I check my watch. 2am already? I rub my puffy eyes and wash my red face.

"Emma?" A timid voice asks from outside the door.

I open the door unwillingly and see the girl with red locks and pale skin. Her deep brown eyes are full of worry.

"Are you okay?" she asks me.

"Yeah. Just had something in my eye," I tell her, turning away.

"You've had something in your eye for the past four hours," she laughs. She comes through the long bathroom and towards me. She hugs me.

What?

"Look, I know that your family is a Pureblood family and that you're in Ravenclaw and that they won't take it too well, right?" she asks me, pulling back from the hug.

I nod. She's right.

"It's okay," she hugs me again as I start to sob.

"I'm Rose Weasley, by the way," she smiles as I calm down.

"Emma Laynett," I mutter.

I look at the remaining Chocolate Frogs.

"Want one?" I ask her suddenly.

"Sure! I love Chocolate Frogs!" she smiles.

And at 2:16am, Rose Weasley and I became best friends.

"EMMA! OPEN UP!"

And here she is, just like in First Year.

Except she's banging a lot more furiously.

Uh oh.

A/N: Hello! Thank you so much to my reviews - they all made me smile a lot :) Especially PeanutCookiesXD! I was smiling like an idiot for like…three hours! And laughing :) Yes, enjoy all those cookies!

I really enjoyed writing this chapter! If you guys want any more memories of Em, just ask me! I' be happy to make some more up :)

Ginny xx