Footnotes

Entry #4: August 2nd

A very tried and much shaken looking Emma joined us for breakfast. She sat for a good portion of the meal with a blank zombie like stare on her face. When we asked her how she was feeling James jumped in and helped explain that this is the first fit Emma has had a fit in about six years. Emma told us that epilepsy is a tiring thing to have. As Emma's head was inching closer to her plate full of bacon, Professor McGonagall began handing out bright pink slips pf paper, which we all assumed were our schedules.

"Oh, pink this year, I guess that's better than the lovely shade of puke green we got last year and the year before."

"Ugh, double Transfiguration with Slytherin first," James groaned as Lily went on about the color of the paper. I reached across the table and caught Emma's forehead before it landed in her syrup. She snapped wake and shook her head. Remus gave her a small pat and then sympathized with James, saying that he would join him for Transfiguration. Lily, too, would be joining them. I grabbed the paper out of Emma's hand and quickly looked it over.

"Oh, looks like you're stuck with me until after lunch Emmy!" I stated. Emma took her paper back and let out a low groan. She rolled her eyes and made a mock noise of excitement. Lily snickered.

"Don't sound so pleased," I replied playing hurt. Emma's eye once again looked toward the back of her head.

"So sorry, let me try that again…" She quipped letting out a loud noise, causing old Professor Flitwick to fall off of his stack of books. Several of the owls flying in didn't like the noise either. I watched in amusement as an owl fell straight into a first year's pumpkin juice from shock. Emma sighed and hid her head in her hands.

"Emma, is everything alright?"

"No, I couldn't sleep last night," Emma replied once again sighing. Just then the family owl landed next to James, almost up righting his pumpkin juice. Emma took the letter and caught the pumpkin juice, handing back to James, and began to read it relaying anything relevant to James and the rest of us. Of course, this is how breakfast always went. David would ask for help and Emma would write him daily on what to do. Even at school Emma was running the family. She excused herself from the table and went to write a reply letter.

"Can't it wait? Class is going to start soon!" James called after his sister. Emma just shook her head as she left, her black hair vanishing from sight. James left out an angry sigh as he got up from the table.

"Its days like these when I really start to wish dad had a backbone. He doesn't know how to do anything with out Emma helping him anymore," James said almost hissing. He left as fast as his sister to go to his first class, going back to his bad mood from lat night. Remus and I exchanged looks and went to our classes. Divination was extremely boring, mostly because Peter's imagination was very lacking. I think it's because his doesn't have that big of brain to begin with. At least with Emma we could still fight and plot funny deaths for each other. But Emma didn't show up for class. And she wasn't in Herbology either. Or in Potions. Remus and I were getting worried, Emma never missed a class. At lunch Lily went up to the girl's dorms to check on her. When she came back the Emma was saw was almost a completely different person from this morning.

"Wow, beauty sleep really does work! James, there's hope for you yet!" I exclaimed. Emma brandished a fork full of macaroni at me and then stuffed it in her mouth, followed by a curt reply to my earlier comment. I kept my mouth shut. When asked where she had been all morning she blushed madly and replied that she had fallen asleep in the library. Old Professor Binn's had found her and advised her to go upstairs and get some more sleep. We all nodded in reply.

"How's our poor, sick, little epileptic doing today? No more fits I hope hmmm?" That god awful sneer said interrupting my thoughts. We didn't need to turn around to see who it was. Emma rolled her eyes, slowly turning to face Lucius. I turned with the others and then held in a laugh. His nose was purple and swollen from the beating Emma had giving him yesterday.

"Unless you want to lose the rematch as well Lucius I suggest you leave."

"Oh! Lookie here, someone is feisty today! I do like them feisty you know…"

"Drop dead, it'll do us all a favor. Then your poor dad won't have to die of embarrassment anymore," Emma replied. Lucius mumbled something in reply, and I was the only one who caught it. Within seconds I was on my feet in his face.

"You wanna run that one by me again? Huh? You worthless piece of scum!" I yelled throwing a punch at his already bruised nose. But the punch never landed. Emma caught my elbow and held me back, pulling me so I faced her. James almost fainted in shock. That was the first time Emma had ever stopped a fight. Maybe the last time too. And Emma would never intervene in my affairs. All of us were in shock. Lucius left, and the rest of us just stared at Emma in pure disbelief. As the bell rang for afternoon classes Remus took Emma aside and asked her something. Lily and I went to class.

"I've never seen Emmy ever do anything like that in my whole life!"

"Me neither, I mean, it's like she's a different person…"

"Don't be silly, Emmy is the same person, she's just acting different today that's all. It had been a weird day you have to admit. I haven't seen a day this stressful on Emma since the night her mother died. Just give her some slack that's all I'm asking," Lily replied as we took our seats in Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Like last year it was a different teacher, but this teacher never really did anything but sleep on her desk and drool.

"Hey can you help me with my Divination, Emma wasn't there so I couldn't think of any good bad dreams to fake."

"Sure," Lily began. Just then Lucius walked in and took his seat and began telling everyone what happened at lunch. He made up lies about how Emma begged him to let her be his girlfriend and how he had to let her go. I stood up and went over to his desk and smiled at him.

"You forgot something at lunch…." I said punching him hard in the nose. Then I went back to my seat.

"So, about that dream…got anything good for me?"