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Alfie Emma listened as Braeden began speaking about the last game, something that Alfie unfortunately knew nothing about. As he mentioned her winning, she attempted to give a bit of a smirk, as though to show pride in her great win. But it was as she caught Braeden leaning in from the corner of her eye that Alfie began to freak out, fully prepared to make up an excuse and run away, when he suddenly thought better of it. Oh thank Merlin! As the conversation returned to the game, her heartbeat returned to normal, glad that she had narrowly avoided a kiss on the cheek from Braeden Stonem. What if she had to report back to Emma and explain that?!
She hadn't known there was a game, so of course she hadn't attended, and therefore didn't know that Theo had to sit it out. Curious, she lifted her head as though to ask why, but quickly bit her own tongue in realization; Emma would have already played, she obviously would've known what had happened! "Yeah, it was too bad that he couldn't play," she agreed, simply playing along though having no idea what she was talking about. "But, he's okay now right?" she prompted innocently, hoping that Emma wouldn't already know that fact. Alfie sure didn't. But maybe Emma would. Would she? Oh man, this entire narration deserves awards!
Emma's short answers were giving faux-Braeden nothing to work with. Nothing at all! Thus, he felt like his performance was lacking. Oh Merlin, somebody save him! Checking the watch on his left wrist, he noticed the time. Exactly how long had he been polyjuiced?! It was only supposed to last up to an hour! He had walked out of the dungeons with Brae, had a short chat, and then had ambled all the way over to the front gate. Time was ticking away quickly, and the effects of the potion were bound to wear off soon! What an embarrassment it would be to turn back into himself and to have Emma run, screaming her head off, about Theo being a psycho!
Theo as Brae picked up the pace. "Sorry, I'm just... hungry. You know me. I need my nightly four-course meal," Chuckling light laughter that, oddly enough, came easily to him and sounded completely authentic. Pulling a Brae, Theo had forgotten that Emma had even spoke with his mania over losing time. "He's fine, yeah, I just saw him earlier! Studying away, you know!" He forced out a laugh, which sounded like a weird bark, and immediately shut himself up. That could have been an immediate giveaway to his true identity.