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Emma nodded. It was definetly ouch. Except for the fact that the sixth year helped her up and kind of hit on her. "Welll... that's a good question." she said, giggling. "Well, he turned out to be quite the gentlemen. He helped me pick up my books.. He wasn't really angry." He was actually quite pleasant. However, Emma had already forgotten his name.. Oh dear.. Was she losing her memory, like her older cousin, Trix?
She watched him turn bright pink. Awww.. that was cute. He was fun and goofy. Poor guy. She giggled. "Don't worry about it!" she said, taking a sip of butterbeer and making sure to wipe her mouth. Oh wow? So this wasn't his first year. "Oh, whoops. Sorry, I haven't seen you around the castle before." she admitted. Aww.. He seemed like a nice guy, maybe they could hang out and be silly? "So how's this year going?" she asked, changing her question and adding a bright smile.
Oooohhhh. Braeden gave an understanding nod as Emma explained that the sixth year had been nice and helped her pick up her books after the incident. Well, that was good to know. Maybe Hogwarts students hadn't really lost their manners after all. "I'm glad to hear that," said the boy with a smile.
And then Emma was assuring him not to worry about his butterbeer-mustache incident and apologized for not seeing him around the castle, something to which the boy shook his head slightly with a smile. "Don't worry about it; I don't think it's all that easy for people in different Houses and years to meet anyway," he said with a shrug. After all, he didn't really have all that many classes with Slytherins or, more specifically, Slytherin third years. But it was nice to meet someone new. And was it just him or were Slytherins getting nicer by the year? He had yet to meet a mean one! Gryffindor on the other hand
"It's great so far," Braeden started with an enthusiastic, lopsided grin as Emma asked him how his year was going, beginning to look and sound more like a little kid than a fifteen-year-old boy. "I'm especially enjoying Care of Magical Creatures," he added, remembering how well the last lesson with his best
boyfriend friend had gone. "But the book's a complete nightmare to deal with," he added a little more sourly, his features twisting slightly in disapproval. "It almost killed me when I first got it at Diagon Alley, y'know? Shredded my pants and left me walking around the place looking like a clown." But enough of
that bad memory. "Anyway, what about you? Everything good so far?" he asked, smiling once more.