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Alfie hadn't been around Braeden all that much, but his mannerisms were pretty easy to identify; easy going, goofy at times. Maybe it was just her paranoia of being caught, but it felt like something was different about the boy. Concerned far too much with her own cover, she didn't spend too much time thinking about this, trying once more to perfect the Emma-stance after realizing she had been fidgeting. She dropped the locket gently to her chest and returned her arms into a crossed position, standing her ground though her blonde eyebrows were furrowed, glancing down at Emma's feet as though trying to figure out if she was making this look right.
At the wink, Alfie Emma reciprocated with a smirk, though it was a little off. Alfie wasn't the best as smirking, she didn't do it very often, but she managed. As Braeden suggested they go up to the castle for some food, Alfie Emma immediately gave a nod, glad to be going somewhere in comparison to just standing there awkwardly. Turning to go, she stopped in her tracks as she caught sight of a hand being held out to her. Braeden's hand. Her eyes flickered from the outstretched hand, up to the boy's expression, before returning back to the hand. Uh oh. They were a couple, they were supposed to hold hands. She'd nearly forgotten! Okay, alright, she could do this! But if Braeden even tried a kiss, she was out of there! There was no way that Alfie could handle pretending to be Emma to that extent! Standing like Emma was one thing, but kissing her boyfriend was entirely different. She repressed a shudder at the thought. No offense to Brae.
Flashing the boy a weak smile, she took his hand unceremoniously, avoiding eye contact as she attempted to grow accustomed to Braeden's hands. They felt weird, different, and she didn't really like it in the slightest. It was so weird to be holding hands with Braeden! But what was she supposed to do? Fake a hand injury?!
Theodore felt both relieved and strained that Emma had taken his hand, relieved that she was believing his rather lame act but strained because he felt like he was doing a disservice to his best mate and to Alfie. He shuddered to think what Brae had gotten up to under the guise of Theodore Dumble. If he was doing a good job of it, the only person probably able to sniff out Brae's trickery would be Bree. Alas, the silly tabby was probably snoozing away in the Ravenclaw Common Room near the statue of Rowena Ravenclaw, herself. Squeezing her hand slightly, Theo as Brae turned and slowly began to lead her up the path.
"So..." He drawled, the English accent rolling off his tongue still feeling foreign and strange, "Have you been studying up for your finals? I heard that Muggle Studies is the toughest exam this year." After a pause, his brown eyes widened with fear. No, no, no talk about studying was to be around he and Emma! Studying was so utterly non-Brae; studying was so Theo. "I-I mean..." He added, his voice trembling slightly as he sought to put it back into control, "I haven't studied one bit. I think I'm just gonna wing it, maybe see if Theo can help me out."