Emalyn sighed with relief to learn that the first year was okay. She smiled at her encouragingly, as to not make her feel embarrased. She unfolded her arms then, wrapping one over Melanie's shoulders, who was standing next to her. She hadn't gotten too much of a chance to talk to her too much during the feast. It felt so good to have a friend like Melanie at Hogwarts, and she didn't make her feel like a midget either, not like all these prefects older students.

She felt terrible that this young girl had fainted, but she decided it was best not to stare, so she busied herself by playing with a loose strand of hair from her pony-tail with her free hand.