Emily, this is what I think. I think I love George! Ever sense the beginning of this FF, it seemed like George was special. I kept hoping you would make Emily fall for him. Then he started getting more open about his feelings. I was happy. We won't go into Emily rejecting him, and Cody coming into the picture, but, now, finally George got to talk to her, and he was soooooo sweet. I like seeing this caring and sensitive side of him that we don't get to see in the books. Next, I'm really glad she went and talked to Remus. Maybe between now and when you next post, you should have Dobby take her up something to eat. She should be to hungry to sleep. Then by the next time you post she'll have her energy back. Maybe another visit to Sirius's? I'll be watching for your next post.

Great post !!!! I'm just going to say right now I'm team George hahah I can't wait for Emily and Remus to have the Sirius conversation PAMS !!!!!!

Haha, I'll see what I can do about the food And I agree, I love this side of George too, but just wait; you haven't seen anything yet

Haha, me too, Kerri. Team George all the way But I cannot be biased in this ff , jk I'm totally biased You might have to wait a while for the Sirius Conversation, I haven't figured out where it fits quite yet...
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Awe!!! That was so sweet! That was really sweet! And it was very thoughtful of Remus to have Dobby send her some food, with that sweet, note.

I like the but you added on It was sweet

Thank you Connie and Kerri!
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CHAPTER 4: CONFRONTATIONS AND DATES
Emily continued on with her schoolwork and what little social life she had left. Remus and her kept up their mini lessons, though their time together was going to be shared with him after the holidays by Harry’s private lessons. Emily sneaks out three times a week to visit Sirius and bring him some food. They talk for hours at a time about her life and how she was raised. She tells him about all of the stories Remus shared and Sirius adds a few of his own.

Emily rarely talked to George anymore, just a quick “hello” in passing. She still hangs out with Fred and Lee from time to time, but most of her free time is spent with Cody in his hangout.

The full moon is the same as ever, locked in Remus’s office under enchantments from Dumbledore. And as for Angelina, well, things aren’t so great between them. Every time Emily passes her in the hall, Angelina gives her a death glare and a harsh comment to boot. Emily just keeps her head held high and ignores Angelina. She has to remind herself that George is happy and that she doesn’t want to seem like some jealous ex-girlfriend.

Sometimes, Emily lies awake at night, thinking of George. She misses him constantly, but they had a deal. Long-distance friends. She started a few letters to him, but they all ended up being balled up and thrown to the bottom of her trunk.


It was a Friday afternoon, the last one of November, when Cody plucked up enough courage to ask Emily out. They were in their hangout, as usual, doing some homework. Emily faintly noticed how he wasn’t able to concentrate on his work much and that he kept glancing over at her.

“Why do you keep looking over here?” she finally asked him, not being able to take it anymore. He chuckled at her expression.

“Am I not allowed to look in that direction?” he asked back, still grinning.

“Of course you are. Am I not allowed to know why?” Emily’s red hair was loosely on her back and shoulders. She had a few strands pinned at the sides. She was wearing a light blue dress with lime green tights that cut off at the knee. She had blue ballet flats to match her dress, which suited her curves very well. Cody couldn’t keep his eyes off of her.

“Of course you are,” he mimicked. She laughed at his horrible impression of her voice. “You look beautiful today; that’s why I kept looking.”

Emily blushed scarlet and looked down nervously. “Thanks, you’re not so bad yourself,” she muttered.

“Thanks, I think,” he replied, also going red. “So, I was wondering, the next Hogsmeade trip is coming up and...er...I was thinking maybe we could...er...go together...” Cody glanced nervously at his hands and started playing with his quill, not meeting her eyes.

“Like a date?” she asked hesitantly.

“Only if you want it to, it doesn’t have to be...I mean, do you want it to be?” He inwardly cursed himself for being so nervous and anxiously waited for her reply.

Emily wasn’t sure what she wanted. She liked Cody, as a friend, but more than a friend? She guessed that they could go out and see how she felt about the whole situation later.

“Umm, yeah, sure. It sounds like fun.”

“Great!” exclaimed Cody after letting out a sigh of relief.

“So, do you want to meet in the Common Room?” she asked.

“Yeah, that sounds good.”

“It’s a date,” she said before she could stop herself. Cody grinned and she couldn’t help but grin back.


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great chapter PAMS PAMS PAMS

Hello Emily, this post was really nice. I LOVED the opening. It was a quick summary moving the story along, but still letting us know she was enjoying time with Sirius, having her lessons with Remus, and in general, getting on with her life. It was well written, and a joy to read. On the surface George and Angelina seem to be happy, but I'm wondering, what with the evil looks Angelina gives her, if George isn't as happy as he's wanting Emily to believe. Very nice indeed. Anxious for your next post.

Thanks
Thanks I'm trying to get it moving along, only because I have big plans for fourth year :evillaugh You'll just have to wait and find out about my little Georgie

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The next couple of weeks were basically routine. Emily was more and more anxious of her “date” with Cody. The last Hogsmeade trip before the holidays was the last weekend of term. December dashed by, and with it, came snow. December was one of Emily’s favorite months. She loved snow and Christmas.

It was the Saturday of the Hogsmeade trip, and Emily huffed at her reflection.

“Something wrong, Ems?” Ginny asked. Ginny was sitting on Emily’s bed, putting on some boots. Hermione peered at her over a shopping list she had made.

“I don’t know what to wear,” Emily huffed again.

Ginny giggled and Hermione snickered. “You don’t usually care what you wear. Why is this time so different?” she asked with a grin.

Emily rolled her eyes at her as her cheeks flushed. “Because I have a date,” Emily said. Looking down at her shirt, she decided it looked hideous on her. She peeked at Ginny to see how she would take this. Emily and Ginny had been getting along lately, ever since Fred talked some sense into her. She didn’t want to ruin that over a date with Cody.

Ginny laughed lightly. She walked over to Emily’s wardrobe and started rummaging around. She said, “Ah,” and then stepped back, bringing a bright purple mini dress out of the closet.

Emily shook her head and Ginny formed a frown. “It’s December, Gin. I’ll freeze,” she said with a sigh.

“Oh, right. But, can’t you wear some of your jeans with it, like you do sometimes?” Ginny asked.

Emily’s eyes brightened, wondering why she didn’t think of that in the first place. “You are brilliant, Ginerva Molly Weasley!” Ginny grinned and blushed.

“Er, thanks, Ems. I got the idea from you like two weeks ago though. You did it with your yellow dress and blue skinny jeans.”

“Oh yeah, I forgot all about that outfit,” Emily said. Emily took the dress from Ginny and fished out some teal skinny jeans. They were two of her favorite colors. After changing and fixing her hair, Emily pulled on some purple ballet flats and made her way down the stairs, grabbing her purse on the way.

Cody was standing by the fireplace, glancing at the flames.

“Hey, Ems!” he heard Fred say.

“Hey, guys!” she said back.

Cody turned and his breath caught. He was speechless as she gracefully walked down the stairs. She smiled at him and he hoped he returned it.

“Hey,” he said. His cheeks flushed.

“Hi,” she replied, grinning at him.

“You...you look great,” he told her.

“Thanks. You’re not so bad yourself.” They grinned at their inside joke, breaking the slight awkwardness.

“So, you ready to go, then?” he asked. She nodded and the two headed down to the Entrance Hall. It was snowing outside and Emily sighed.

“Aren’t you going to be cold?” Cody asked, eyeing her short sleeves. “You don’t even have a jacket.”

Emily shook her head. “I guess you could say I have a second fur,” she grinned. It was true though. Ever since she became an animagi, she never got cold anymore. “I love the cold and the snow,” she said, looking up at him.

He just shook his head in disbelief. He had on sweater and a hoody, not to mention the scarf, gloves, and toboggan. He was still cold.

Emily and Cody wandered all over the village. They visited Honeydukes, where Emily bought a bag of Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans, a few Fizzing Whizbees, a pack of Droobles Best Blowing Gum, and some sugar-spun quills.

“I never knew you had such a sweet tooth,” Cody had said when she bought it all.

“I don’t, really. But I usually put a lot of sweets in Remus’s stocking,” she explained.

They ventured off to Zonko’s Joke Shop and Emily bought a few things that she thought Fred, Lee, and even George might like for Christmas, though she didn’t tell Cody that some of it was for George. They visited Flourish and Blotts and Emily bought a book on charms and curses for Hermione. At Quality Quidditch Supplies, Emily bought Harry a miniature Quidditch set and a life size snitch. She bought Ron a Chudley Cannons jersey and matching scarf.

All she had left to buy for was Cody and Ginny. She bought Ginny a blue friendship bracelet that she had the twin to and made a mental note to buy her a pair of ballet flats back in the muggle world since she had always liked Emily’s. And then there was Cody, who she couldn’t really shop for because he was with her. But she still had no idea what to get him. He bought a few things for his parents and his little sister, Jemma.

After their shopping spree, Emily decided to put Cody out of his misery and settle down in the Three Broomsticks for warmth. They carried all of their bags, Cody taking a few of Emily’s, and settled down in the far corner, near the back of the pub. She glanced around and noticed how full the entire place was. They were lucky to have snagged the last table. Emily heard the bell jingle on the door and saw four heads bob in, two of them being red.

Fred, George, Lee, and Angelina stood in the doorway, looking for a place to sit. Emily suddenly noticed that the table Cody and her had sat at was rather large for just two people. Fred scanned the pub, his eyes stopping on her. He waved enthusiastically and she waved back. Cody turned to see whom she had waved at. He glanced back at her as the four started walking their way, and she gave him an apologetic smile.

“Hey guys, do you mind if we join you? The pub is full,” said Fred. Angelina was glaring at Emily and George looked incredibly uncomfortable.

“Sure,” said Emily and Cody at the same time. They looked at each other and started laughing. Cody scooted over beside Emily, and Fred took her other side. Lee sat beside Cody while George and Angelina sat directly in front of them.

Nobody said anything at first, but Fred broke the silence when he noticed Emily and Cody’s bags.

“Did you buy enough stuff?” he joked, grinning at Emily.

“How do you know it’s all mine?” she asked back, glancing at Cody.

“No way you are blaming them on me. I have two bags, the other seven are hers,” he chuckled, looking at Fred.

“You don’t have to try to convince me, man. I know Emily pretty well, and I know how much of a shopaholic she is.” Fred poked Emily in the ribs and they started laughing. George laughed lightly and then stopped. Angelina didn’t even break a smile.

“Do you want a Butterbeer?” Cody asked Emily. She nodded and he left the table.

“So, have you all finished your Christmas shopping?” Emily asked awkwardly.

“Almost,” said Fred happily, ignoring the weirdness around the table. She couldn’t help but feel more comfortable with him here.

“Who do you have left?” she asked him.

“George, Lee, and you,” he replied with a grin. “You don’t happen to have any preferences?” he asked.

“No hints,” she replied with a smirk.

“You’re too hard to shop for, Ems. Please, just one hint,” he begged.

“Nope,” she snickered.

“Well, I guess I’ll just have to get Ginny to help me,” Fred replied with a frown.

“Don’t worry, Freddie. I know the perfect gift you could get Ems,” George spoke up. He grinned at her and she smiled back.

“You do? Fantastic,” replied Fred.

Emily blushed, but hoped no one had noticed, though she thought that Angelina’s glare had deepened tremendously. Awkward.

“Hey, you’re coming over for break, right? At least for a day.” Fred glanced at her.

“If you want me to and your Mum and Dad don’t mind, then of course I’ll come,” Emily smiled.

“Brilliant!” exclaimed Fred.

Cody returned with drinks for the two of them and Emily sipped it nervously.

“Did I miss anything?” Cody asked.

“Not much,” Emily said.

“Angelina, do you want a drink?” George asked.

“Yeah, how about a Butterbeer?” she replied.

“Alrighty, anyone else fancy a drink?” he asked the table at large. Fred and Lee both said yes to a Butterbeer, and George set off for the bar.

“I think I’ll go help him with those drinks,” said Fred after a few minutes and he left to help his twin.

“Hey, I’m going to go say hey to Katie,” said Lee. Emily grinned at him, knowing full well that he’s always had a crush on her. Lee gave Emily the ‘shut up or you die’ look and she stifled a giggle.

“Hey, I’m gonna go use the bathroom. Be back in a minute,” said Cody to Emily. “Will you be okay?” he lowered his voice. She nodded and he left too.

And then there were two—Angelina and Emily.

dun dun dun :evillaugh Let me know watchya think

Oh no iwonder what will happen :| can't wait to find out !! PAMS PAMS PAMS

Hello Emily. It was great! You always present your story so well. I'm always looking forward to reading what your offers. This was so cute! Isn't it funny how things we were once comfortable in and happy with how we look, they become so gross looking when you have someone you want to look nice for. This surprised me so much! I shudder to think what is going to happen next. And then there were two—Angelina and Emily. I'll be watching for your next post.

Heehee, more soon
Awe, thanks Connie
Heehee, more soon

Alrighty, I won't make you wait to find out what happens... New post time!

And then there were two—Angelina and Emily.

Emily took another sip of her Butterbeer and glanced around, trying to not make eye contact with Angelina.

“You’re an idiot,” said Angelina. Emily was completely surprised. She looked across the table.

“Excuse me?” Emily gagged.

“You heard me. You’re so stupid for letting him go, though I’m not complaining.”

“Could have fooled me,” Emily said. She balled up her fists against her knees and glared back at Angelina. She was not about to listen to this prat tell her she was dumb.

“You can’t do anything right, can you? Even Cody had to get away from you,” Angelina sneered. Emily had a sudden urge to jump across the table and pulverize her. “I don’t even see what he saw in you. It’s not like you’re interesting in any way. Not to mention you’re a complete mess. Just look at what you’re wearing,” Angelina laughed at her. “And you can’t forget that wide range of emotions you have. Are you bipolar?” she asked Emily.

Emily’s palms started becoming sweaty from clenching them into balls so tightly. Her knuckles were turning white and her ears were flaring red. Angelina just kept laughing at her.

“Evidently George disagrees with you,” she said.

“Right, that’s why he’s with you and not me. Oh, but wait, he’s with me, not you. Huh. I guess he agrees with me more than you realized,” Angelina smiled.

“You—” Emily started.

“Hey, we’ve got the drinks. Where did everybody go?” Fred interrupted.

“Is...everything okay?” George asked apprehensively.

Angelina smiled and said, “Never better.” George and Fred turned to Emily.

With her cheeks still flushed and hands still balled up, Emily muttered something like, "Oh, yeah, just dandy.”

Cody came back from the bathroom a second later.

“Sorry, there was a line,” he apologized. Emily smiled slightly at him and then looked down. He noticed her expression and dropped his voice.

“You okay?” he asked. Emily just nodded.

“Can we go? It’s a bit stuffy in here,” she said. Angelina smiled at her and it took all her strength to not grab her wand and point it at Angelina’s throat.

“Er, sure. Yeah, we can, er, go,” said Cody. He abandoned his Butterbeer and started picking up the bags. Emily took one last sip of hers and grabbed the remainder of the bags.

Fred stood up and gave her a hug. “You sure you’re okay?” he whispered. She nodded against his shoulder. “Okay, though I still don’t believe you.”

“Tell Lee I said I’ll see him later,” Emily said, releasing Fred. He nodded. She waved at Fred and George.

“Goodbye, Georgie. Can’t wait to see you guys over the holidays,” she said with fake happiness. She smiled at Angelina. “Bye, Angie. See you later,” she said. Angelina kept a smile on her face but Emily could tell she wasn’t happy. Emily turned on her heel and headed for the door, Cody right behind her.

Emily didn’t tell Cody what Angelina had told her, but she did tell Ginny when she got back to her dormitory. Ginny was perched on her bed, waiting on her. After Emily told her everything Angelina had said, Ginny’s eyes were piercing with fury.

“Ugh! Let’s go hex her!” Ginny said loudly.

“Ginny, Gin, shh, quiet. No, you can’t tell anyone I told you this, okay? It’s going to be our little secret. You can’t tell your brother either, understand?” she told Ginny, grabbing her arm in the process.

“Are you mental? You’re just going to not tell George the truth? He needs to know what kind of person he’s with,” Ginny replied angrily.

“You can’t, Gin. He’s, you know, happy right now. I can’t take his happiness away just because his girlfriend insulted me,” Emily said, her eyes pleading.

“She’s not his girlfriend, you know?” Ginny said, becoming calmer.

“What do you mean?” Emily asked, confused.

“George told her he’s not ready for a relationship. She wasn’t too happy about that, but she’s accepted it. They’re in the ‘talking’ stage, whatever that means,” she said quietly. Emily just nodded.

“Do you promise you won’t say anything?” Emily asked. Ginny studied her for a moment longer and then sighed, giving in. She nodded.

“I won’t tell,” Ginny promised. Emily nodded and lay down on her bed, her feet dangling off the end. Ginny lay back down too, except she did it the opposite way so that hers and Emily’s heads were next to each other. They both stared up at the ceiling and the frame of the four-poster.

“Who invented drama?” Ginny asked.

“I don’t know, but they should be slapped,” replied Emily with a sigh.

Emily and Ginny didn’t speak for the remainder of the afternoon. They just sat on the bed wordlessly. Ginny’s thoughts turned to Harry while Emily’s turned to George and Cody. She worried of the day Cody would tell her to choose, because she knew he eventually would. When that day came, there is only one man she could ever really choose, one man she could never truly live without, whether he chose her back or not. She knew it wasn’t fair to Cody, to have feelings for George, but she was selfish. And the more she was with Cody, the less the ache in her heart. She wasn’t ready for the depression to come over her again, so she suppressed the inevitable.


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That was great Emily. It went a lot better than it could have. I kind of thought Emily was going to take a sip of her drink and then throw it in Angelina's face. I think it's sweet of Fred always looking after her the way he does. I can't wait till the holidays at the burrow. Also, I'm glad Ginny is being chummy with Emily again. I think girls did, and boys produced and directed it.

Great job Emily. I'll watch for your next one.

Thanks! Haha, That would have been comical
I agree It's what best friends are for--to be there for you no matter what.
Haha, soooooo true.
Thanks, Connie
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Great Chapter !!!!! PAMS PAMS PAMS !!!!!!!

Thanks, Kerrie
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On Sunday, Emily packed up her trunk with a few pieces of clothing, a couple of books, and her seven shopping bags. Emily grabbed the scrapbook she had made at the beginning of the summer and sat Indian-style on the end of her bed. She flipped through the pages, smiling occasionally at the memories. She stopped at the second to last page. It was a picture of George and her dancing under their tree. Collin Creevey got on her nerves constantly, but for snapping a picture of this memory, she knew she owed him. Not being able to stand looking any longer, she flipped the page. She smiled at a laughing Cody and her as he pushed her on the tire swing in their hangout. On the opposite page was a picture of Ginny and her messing around, dancing in her dormitory. Hermione thought it was priceless and made sure she got the entire thing on film.

She closed her book of memories and threw it on top of her trunk. She kicked the lid closed and looked around at her second home. She thought about her trip to see Sirius this morning. She went to bring him as much food as she could, since she would be gone for the next two weeks. She frowned as she remembered the look on his face when he realized she wouldn’t see him for Christmas.

Hearing a knock on the door, Emily turned.

“Hey, you almost ready to go? I think Cody’s waiting for you,” said Ginny with a grin.

“Yeah, I’m coming now,” Emily said, forcing a smile into her features.

“Need any help?” Ginny asked, oblivious to Emily’s emotions. Emily shook her head and Ginny turned to leave.

Heaving her trunk down the stairs, Emily glanced at the crowded common room. Everyone was getting ready to go down to the carriages. Emily located and Cody and made her way to him.

“Hey,” she said quietly.

“Hey,” he replied. “Are you excited about going home?”

“Kinda, you?” she asked.

“Yeah, I miss my sister. And I hear she’s really excited to meet you,” he said with a grin.

“What? Don’t tell me I’m meeting your family today. I look like a mess!”

“You never look like a mess, and I may have mentioned that you would be riding home on the Hogwarts Express with me,” he said with a smirk.

“Cody Cheek, if you think I’m meeting your parents today, you are delusional.” Emily peeked at his expression and realized a little too late that she had hurt his feelings. “Not that I don’t want to meet them, just that I don’t think I’ll make the best impression.”

“You’ll be fine. I promise. You ready to head down?”

“Not quite. I need to go get Bluejeans, but I’ll meet you in the Entrance Hall in about twenty, thirty minutes.”

Emily started directing her trunk toward the portrait hole when Cody caught her arm.

“I’ll take that down for you, so you don’t have to take it with you to the owlery,” he said.

“Oh, okay, if you’re sure. Thanks, Cody.” Emily smiled and headed for the door, hands empty except for the cage.


Looking up, she saw Bluejeans. He was perched on a high hook, hiding his face from her.

“Come on, Bluejeans! We’re going home for the holidays!” she yelled at him. He looked down at her, hooted, and turned to hide his face again.

“Don’t be like that, Bluejeans! I’m sorry I don’t come see you as often as I should... What if I told you that I have some of your favorite treats back at home?” The owl peeked at her. He hesitated for a second and then flew down to her arm. “I really am sorry.” Bluejeans nibbled her ear affectionately and Emily giggled.

“Well, well, do you want me to leave you two alone?” asked a voice from the doorway. Emily started and then caught her breath.


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:O love the pictures !! OH whos there? :| great chapter Emily PAMS PAMS PAMS !!!!!

Thanks, Kerrie You'll just have to wait to see who the mystery person is

Hello Emily, this was another great chapter. The memory book was great, and a clever idea too. She seems partial to the one of here and George dancing under their tree. That was heart breaking! Poor Sirius! But, I know it was just as hard for Emily. Sweet of him.

Bluejeans was cute. Brings back memories of how Harry's owl treated him when he neglected to visit her much.
AH!!!!!!!!!!! Is this that one person who deserved to get a drink thrown in her face in Hogsmeade?!?!?!?!?
Great post Emily. Sorry I can't do justice to it with better comments, but in a bit of a rush. I'll be watching for your next post.

Thanks, Connie
Thanks! Er, she might be
I know, I know! It will get better soon... Hopefully
Hahaha, You will have to wait to find out :evillaugh
Thanks and no worries Any comment is more than enough

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“Well, well, do you want me to leave you two alone?” asked a voice from the doorway. Emily started and then caught her breath.

“No, that’s all right,” she chuckled nervously, cheeks flushing.

“How...how have you been?” Draco asked.

“Good, I guess. You?”

“Could be better. Pansy is driving me insane,” he rolled his eyes. With a small whistle, Draco’s eagle owl went immediately to him.

“I’m sorry to hear that. It seemed you two were getting along fine.”

“Seemed would be the key word in your statement, Ems,” Draco chuckled. “So, er, are you and Cody together, together?” he asked awkwardly.

Emily was not in the mood to talk to her ex-boyfriend about this subject. “Not exactly, but it seems to be moving that way,” she said with a shrug.

“Just be careful,” Draco said seriously.

“What does that mean?”

“Just that he may not be all he’s cracked up to be.”

“And how would you know?”

“He used to live in my neighborhood. He moved about a year ago,” said Draco.

“Right, well, you must have not been a very friendly neighbor, because he’s a pretty great guy.” Emily looked at Draco coldly.

“You are so naive if you think he’s a ‘pretty great guy,’ Ems. He’s a player, and if you don’t think he’s playing you, then you’re not as smart as I thought you were.”

“Right, well, I’m not having this conversation with my ex-boyfriend, so Happy Christmas! See you around, Draco,” Emily said, moving forward.

Draco blocked her path. “I’m only trying to protect you.”

“I don’t need your protection,” Emily whispered.

“Ems, please,” Draco whispered back. He inched closer to her face, both owls hooting madly.

Emily froze in utter surprise as he was closing in. Her stomach clenched in a knot and her palms grew sweaty. His lips barely brushed hers before—

“Hey, I came to see what too—” Cody stopped in mid sentence. His eyes glanced between Draco and Emily. He turned on the spot without another word.

“Cody, wait! WAIT!” she yelled after him. She glanced back at Draco’s smirking figure. “I hope you’re happy,” she said, disgusted.

“No need to hope, babe. I am ecstatic,” Draco said with a grin.

Emily ran after Cody, Bluejeans still on her arm. She finally caught up with him and grabbed his arm.

“Please stop. I didn’t know he was going to be there and we just got to talking. I swear I didn’t ask him to kiss me.”

“You didn’t stop him from it either.”

“Nothing happened!”

“Only because I interrupted!” Cody’s eyes held hurt and betrayal.

“I didn’t ask for that to happen, Cody!”

“I didn’t say you did.”

“Cody,” Emily whispered. “Please believe me, trust me.” Emily stepped closer to him. Bluejeans hooted once and then flew up in the sky, circling far above them. She put her hand on his chest and looked him directly in the eye. “I broke up with Draco for a reason, and we’re not getting back together, nor do I have any interest in getting back together with him.”

Cody stared at her, thinking of what she had said. “I trust you,” he whispered. Emily wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him closely. She leaned back to look at him once more.

He inched his face closer to hers and she didn’t back away. His lips brushed hers lightly. They kissed for a moment and then broke apart. Cody blushed slightly. Emily couldn’t help but think about their kiss. She was slightly confused. When she imagined their first kiss, she imagined her stomach clenching up and developing butterflies; she imagined her mouth to tingle and her hands to sweat. She imagined feeling dizzy and fantastic. This was the problem. She didn’t feel any of these things. When they had kissed, there was no spark, no feeling, no anything. She hated thinking it, but she kind of felt like she had kissed her cousin.

Without saying a word, the two walked back to the castle. Bluejeans returned to Emily’s arm as Cody hesitantly grabbed her hand.


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