She nearly jumped when Tippin popped out of the room. Apparation was not something she was used to seeing and it always surprised her a bit. Emmalyn slowly got to her feet, smoothed out her robes, and tried her best to compose herself. She tired to feel how puffy here eyes were, hoping she stopped crying before they were a red swollen mess.

Just as suddenly as he left, Tippin appeared before her with "Cookies!" she squealed. He really brought her cookies. "Oh, thank you, sweet Tippin." She reached out to take the plate from him and grabbed a warm from the oven chocolate chip cookie. "Please tell Schmoop thank you for me." She took a bite. The gooey chocolate chip spread over her tongue while the crumbly cookie's buttery flavor fought for attention. It was, by far, the best cookie she had ever tasted. "Goodness, where are my manners, would you like one too?" She held the plate out in hopes Tippin would have a treat with her.

"Thank you for being so kind to me. I'm sorry I was in your closet." Her eyes looked towards her feet, once again feeling a bit embarrassed. "Is there anything I can help you with?" She wasn't great at magic, but she sure did know how to use a broom.