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Emily awoke the next morning to the smell of eggs and toast. She rubbed her eyes and yawned. Pulling off the covers, she threw her legs over the bed, feeling the cold hardwood floor under her feet. She got up slowly and grabbed her bathrobe from its hook. After putting her arms through the sleeves, she pulled her tangled hair up, pinning it there. She made her way toward the delicious scent and heard someone whistling. “Morning,” she mumbled.

“Good Morning, how about some breakfast?” he asked cheerfully.

Was yesterday a dream? Emily thought to herself, for he was too cheerful. “Sure,” she answered, yawning again. Remus chuckled at her lack of enthusiasm this early in the morning.

“I was thinking that after you got ready, we’d go to Diagon Alley to get your school things. Your letter arrived this morning. Actually you’ve received more than one letter, but I’m not sure who the others are from.” He threw her the letters, leaving the opened Hogwarts letter in the mail-tray.

Emily fingered through the letters, recognizing most of the handwriting. She had a letter from Ginny, the twins, Hermione, Ron, and someone whose handwriting she didn’t recognize. It wasn’t Harry that was for certain. She opened the mystery letter first. It was from Draco. She read through the letter twice making sure she understood it fully. He was going to Diagon Alley today as well. He hoped he would see her there; though, he thinks they shouldn’t make contact if they do. His parents didn’t ground him for taking off and he didn’t tell them she was with him. He said he missed her. He said he missed me, she repeated in her mind. Her eyes grew larger with every sentence she took in. She finally put the letter on the table, taking a bite of her toast.

“Well, who was that one from?” Remus asked impatiently.

“Just a friend from school. She’s going to get her school supplies today too,” Emily lied. She bit her lip, hoping he didn’t catch the falsity of her statement. He just nodded, so she picked up the next letter. It was from Hermione. It contained frantic sentences; she could tell Hermione was worried about her. She guessed Remus must have written to them last night that she showed up again because she had said she was glad she was all right. Emily finished eating her breakfast while reading her letters. Remus drank his coffee quietly, waiting for her to finish before he told her his news.

“Did you tell them? What my plans were, I mean,” Emily wondered aloud, hoping his answer was no. He shook his head. She let out a gust of relief and set the last letter down, wiping her milk mustache off her face. She started to get up, but Remus cleared his throat.

“I have some good news, Em. Well at least, I think it’s good news.” He waited for her to respond, but when she didn’t, he continued, “I’ve been offered a job...at the school.” He waited for it to sink in.

“You got a job...at the school? What exactly are you going to do at the school?" she asked hesitantly. She wasn’t sure if she wanted him at the school. Of course she missed him when school was in session, but she didn’t want him embarrassing her.

“I’m the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. I’ve already told Dumbledore yes. I’ll be riding the Hogwarts Express up to the school. Of course, don’t think you’ll be obliged to sit with me. Though I’m not sure you’ll be up to hanging out with your friends, unless I can tempt you to change your mind...” He wasn’t sure how she’d take the last bit of information, but she played it cool enough.

“That’s great, Rems, I’m happy for you. You might be right about the train ride; I’ll probably be dead on my feet and won’t last more than ten minutes. By the way, there is no way possible that you could tempt me to change my mind, Rems, so don’t even try. Besides, now that you’ll be at the school, I can stay with you during the full moon.” She was sincerely happy after thinking about all of the benefits.

“What?” He hadn’t been expecting that take on things. “You can’t stay with me during the full moon, Emily, animagus or not. And I don’t think you should be staying with me the night before you go to school either.”

“Why not? It’s not like I haven’t before. Don’t be ridiculous. Of course I’m staying with you. And don’t even feed me the load of crap about how ‘dangerous’ it is.” Emily put air quotes around dangerous, which hit a nerve with Remus.

“It is dangerous, but I’m not having that conversation with you again. Dumbledore probably won’t even allow it, Emily; you’ll be up after curfew if you stay with me.” Excuses weren’t cutting it for Emily.

“So, you’re saying that if I get Dumbledore’s permission, you’ll have no problem with it?” she asked innocently.

“I guess I walked right in to that one. If Dumbledore says it’s okay, then yes, I’ll be fine with it,” he gave up. There was no use in trying to make her see sense; she was too much like her father for that.

“Good. I’m going to go shower and then we can go to the Alley if you want,” Emily suggested cheerfully, knowing she’d won.

“Alright, go shower and get ready.” Emily darted up the stairs and grabbed a towel.

Around an hour later, Emily descended the stairs, bag in hand. She found Remus in the living room, reading The Prophet. “I’m ready,” she declared.

Remus started, looking up. “It’s about time, kid,” he said, putting down the paper and standing up. He motioned toward the fireplace, signaling her to go first.

Emily skipped over to the fireplace, snatched a handful of Floo powder, and stated, “The Leaky Cauldron” very deliberately. Emily felt like she was on some uncomfortable slide. Remembering her last trip, she tucked in her elbows and tried to not scream. Finally, her feet made contact with the hard floor. She rolled out of the fireplace at The Leaky Cauldron, dust everywhere in site. Coughing a little, she heard a slight wind behind her. Knowing it would be Remus, she moved out of the way, saying hello to whomever was around.

Remus came out of the fireplace, landing on his feet. He examined her dusty figure and chuckled, taking out his wand. “Scourgify!” Remus exclaimed, pointing his wand first at Emily and then at himself. They were cleaned up pretty quickly.

“Hey, Tom, how have you been?” Remus asked the barkeeper.

“Pretty good and yourself?” the man replied.

“Not too shabby, Tom, not too shabby. We’ll come by later in the day. Off to get school supplies,” Remus remarked, putting his hand on Emily’s lower back to lead her to the entrance to Diagon Alley. Emily waved half-heartedly at the barkeeper and turned to walk away. They heard a gruff “See you later” when they bounded the corner. Remus pulled out his wand and pointed it at the brick. A moment later they were looking out at the busy streets of the Alley. Emily caught her breath, glad to be back, knowing she would see her friends soon enough, and if she were lucky, a certain boy.

“This way, Ems, let’s get your books out of the way first.” Remus shuffled her down the street, heading toward Flourish and Blotts.

“The list says I need The Monster Book of Monsters, IntermediateTransfiguration, The Standard Book of Spells, Grade Three, and Unfogging the Future. Do I have to take Divination, Rems? It sounds like a joke,” Emily whined.

“Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it. Besides, you might like it.” Remus looked down at Emily’s pleading eyes and shook his head. So like her father, he thought.

“Fine, but after we get these, can we go to The Magical Menagerie to get Bluejeans some treats and then go to Quality Quidditch Supplies? Please, Rems, please,” Emily begged. She tugged on his shirtsleeve acting like a five-year-old with her puppy dog eyes and pouting lip. He could hardly ever turn down these kinds of pleads, but he managed all the same.

“Not after we get the books, but maybe when we’ve gotten all of your other supplies. Maybe.” Remus chuckled as she agreed, knowing full well that she had won. Again.

An hour and a half later, and all they had left to get were some new quills. They headed over to the quill supply shop and Emily picked out two new quills and some ink, her excitement building. She turned to make her way outside and some bushy brown hair caught her attention. Hermione, Harry, and Ron were outside of Magical Menagerie talking. Ron seemed surprised to see some furry animal in Hermione’s arms. Some things never changed between those two. Emily smiled to herself, happy to see her friends. Remus held open the door, another bag added to the pile he was already carrying, motioning for Emily to head out. She obliged, leading the way to the Menagerie.

“Now that all of the supplies have been obtained, can we go get Bluejeans some treats? He’ll be forever grateful...” Emily let the sentence sit there, waiting for his response.

“Oh, well anything to make Bluejeans happy,” Remus chuckled. Emily joined in and held the door to the shop open for him. They both said a quick hello to the witch at the counter. Emily looked all around at the animals and the shiny, new cages. She walked over to the aisle she knew had the owl treats and started looking up and down the shelves, searching for what she wanted. She grabbed Bluejeans’ favorite and went back to the counter, Remus in her shadow.

“Will this be all?” the witch asked politely.

“Yes, ma’am. How much?” Emily replied. She started going through her bag for her money.

“A galleon and a sickle should do it,” the witch told her. Emily handed over the correct amount and took her treats.

“Thank you.”

“Come back soon,” the witch said as they walked out the door, the bell jingling behind them.

“Now can we go to the Quidditch place?” Emily asked cheerfully.

“Lead the way,” was all Remus said. He followed the redhead down the street. They passed Florean Fortescue’s Ice Cream Parlor and Madam Malkin’s. At Quality Quidditch Supplies, Emily bought a broom service kit for her broom. Afterward, Remus treated her to some ice cream. They talked about her new classes and his. They laughed about her friends and discussed her new books and what spells she might learn this year. Looking down at his watch, Remus noticed the time. “We’d better get home and pack. We have to leave early tomorrow morning and we’ll be out all night.” Remus stood and grabbed his jacket. After fixing his collar, he picked up some of the shopping bags. Emily picked up the rest. Putting her hand through the crook of his elbow, they started walking back to The Leaky Cauldron. To the left, Emily noticed a certain pale, blonde haired boy in one of the shops. She smiled a little at him and he returned it. Grinning, she made her way to the brick wall with her godfather.


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