The first week of school had been successful. Emilie and Ginny helped Hermione as much as they could with her busy schedule and head girl duties, so much that Professor McGonagall was tempted to give them deputy head girl badges for their hard work. Hermione had agreed with Emilie that after all the mess that herself and Malfoy had gotten into it was time to turn over a new leaf, she told them about their first patrol together.
"Okay before we start this year, trying to behead each other. I'd like to say honestly I don't think either of us are bothered enough to make snide comments anymore or hate each other so much it becomes a hobby." Hermione sighed, turning the corner of the charms corridor beside Draco who had a blank expression on his face.
"Hmm, well I'm not going to skip around the halls with you and plait that birds nest of yours but I'm sure we can be civil." Draco said simply, Hermione rolled her eyes one last comment she hoped.
"Very well, I mean it though I'm done with this feud between you and my friends. Both sides as bad as each other." She admitted, this was the most bizarre conversation she had had in her life.
"I suppose so, well that's the patrol done and I'm off to bed. Same time tomorrow Granger." And with that he walked off towards the dungeons leaving Hermione speechless of how well that actually went. Something over summer had done something to his head, she was sure of it.
It had been a long Friday afternoon and they had their first hogsmeade tomorrow and Emilie and Ginny had stayed up in the library to finish their potions essay, Hermione already completed it a week ago and wouldn't let them copy. It had come to the crossroad of the Gryffindor Tower and the Ravenclaw tower and the two girls said their goodnights and went to their dorms.
The statue that was the door for her house dorms tiredly asked her the riddle and to be honest she really wasn't in the mood for riddles.
"Poor people have it. Rich people need it. If you eat it you die. What is it?" The statue shook to life.
"Oh um, nothing?" Emilie guessed. Thankfully Professor Flitwick had altered the riddles so that you had three tries before you were locked out until someone came and answered it for you. But the statue swung open to reveal the common room and Emilie sighed.
The crackling fire gave her the warmth that she lost when she left the library; on top of a few tables were spare books left sitting and someone's homework. She walked over to the bulletin board and noticed Quidditch tryouts on Sunday. She'd have to see about that. She walked down the stairs to the comfier area which she found a few fifth years gathered in some sort of study group half asleep. They muttered hello as she carried her back bag and opened the bookcase to reveal the staircase to the girl's dormitory.
Not many girls in her year returned, Cho was already asleep across the room, Luna's space was covered in her paintings and strange creature drawings and textbooks, there were two other girls along with them that Emilie didn't really talk to; Amy and Melissa both were close with Cho and both asleep. Luna had owled Emilie at the end of summer saying she would miss the first week or so as she was trekking across Europe with her father.
Emilie's little space had her dresser and drawers on one side, attached to Luna's desk and her own desk attached to Cho's dresser. Her bed had never felt so comfy before as she changed into one of Fred's t-shirts and her sweatpants. Perhaps it was the familiar smell on his t-shirt and the warmth of the hot water bottle placed in her bed that made her fall asleep within seconds.
After a sweet dream and a very good sleep, the sound of teenage girls woke her up. Amy and Melissa must be helping Cho get ready for her date with her boyfriend; she had met over summer and was gradually letting herself love again.
"Hey Em, breakfast is in twenty minutes." Amy's sweet voice called out as she poked her head around the desk. It wasn't that Amy and Melissa were mean girls or anything, Emilie just felt like she never fitted in with their trio. Emilie smiled a thank you and grabbed her wash bag and fresh clothes and headed downstairs for a shower.
Her shower was short and she was ready within minutes. Leaving her wash bag back in her room and saying a quick goodbye to the girls she went to join Hermione and Ginny in the great hall.
"So who's going where today? I don't think any of us want to double date." Emilie said, squeezing herself between Neville and Dean Thomas. Hermione and Ginny were halfway through their breakfast.
"I think Harry is taking me for a walk around the grounds, Mione?" Ginny replied, finishing her goblet of pumpkin juice.
"I don't know, Ron's not the one to plan things but I'm sure we'll be in the hogs head or going around the shops." Hermione said.
"Great I'm sure I'll take Fred to the three broomsticks." Emilie said enthusiastically.
"So you and Fred are serious then?" Dean asked, placing his fork on the table and turned to Emilie.
"Yeah I guess so, isn't four months serious or do we have to wait for six till its marriage appropriate?" She replied sarcastically, ever since Ginny dated Dean Emilie wasn't so fond of him even though he was a lovely guy and everything it's just the girl code. He laughed and returned to his conversation with Seamus about heading to Aberforth's to visit.
The trio of girls walked down to the little town before splitting up when they saw their other halves. Emilie was still a bit nervous about seeing Fred after her over thinking at the start of the week but here he was, dressed in jeans a nice shirt and hoodie. She almost ran into his arms, with her height she was perfect so she could hear his heartbeat beat a bit faster.
"I missed you." She admitted as they sat down at a quiet table in the three broomsticks. He smiled and if it wasn't so dark she would be able to see his face turn slightly pink.
"I missed you too; we might have to make these visits more than weekly." He said, shuffling closer to her to kiss her forehead. She grinned her approval and tucked into her butter beer.
"How's things with the shop? You were busy the last time we spoke." She asked, turning to face him.
"Yeah great, we've actually started a new brand and well it's supposed to be a secret but it's you so I'm sure I'm allowed...that's why 'I ditched you' on Sunday." He raised his eyebrows as Emilie began to feel bad.
"Oh you heard that. I didn't mean it in a bad way of course." She said quietly.
"Don't worry about it; I did ditch you so you were right. I just wouldn't have worded it that way. Anyway we're doing a post war collection you know things to help people cope with the aftermath, we know it's a bit late considering it's now September but better late than never." He said with a smile, wrapping one arm around her seeing as she was still annoyed at herself.
"That's a brilliant idea! I'm here to help in any way." She said excitedly; her mind buzzing with ideas.
"You know you could help design the final product if you want, I've seen your sketchbooks. You're talented." He offered. No one had ever seen her sketchbooks; she was surprised how he even found them. She'd hide them in her bag when she was done but must have left it out once.
"Sure, send me a list of the things you're making and I'll start. And next time, ask my permission to see my sketchbook." She said trying to keep her face straight but with her boyfriend's grin and raised eyebrows she burst out laughing.
"You're adorable you know." He said after she had finished, her face now going red.
The only thing she could do was smile and kiss him, and god how she missed doing it. If she weren't in public she wouldn't be holding back so much.
Naughty Em, okay I'll admit I look for headcanons that are really good and believable and out them in my story. If I could credit everyone I would. But now you know that the post war brands aren't my idea.
Anyway if anyone has questions or suggestions feel free to ask or suggest. I'm really enjoying writing this story so expect frequent updates until after Halloween it is then I go back to school and they will be weekly...hopefully.