Just as Harry was bringing a spoonful of hot soup to his mouth, his eyes met those of Emma, a letter held gingerly in her hand. "Who's that from?"
"Dumbledore. He wants me to go to his office after the feast."
He nodded. "Do you want me to walk you there?"
She grinned. "Thanks."
After finishing the final scraps of his plate and half of the students gone, Harry stood to his feet. Emma stole a glance his way and finished her conversation with Seamus, who had slyly made his way to the other side of the table.
"Are you ready?"
"Yup." She stood as well and Harry noticed that Seamus's expression dulled. "I'll see you around I suppose." Emma smiled at the Irishman.
"I'll save a place for you in the Common Room."
She blushed slightly and Harry cleared his throat loudly, jealousy making it's way up his throat. Her cheeks reddened even more and she made a half wave. "Bye."
The two made their way out of the Hall. There was a strange silence between them and Harry opened his mouth several times to speak.
Just as he was about to pluck up the courage, Emma did as well. They laughed and she offered for him to go first.
"Well," He said. "I was just going to ask you how you liked Hogwarts so far."
"Oh, I do."
"Seems like it." Harry's voice was darker now and she furrowed her eyebrows.
"What do you mean by that?"
"I just meant that - that you seem to be getting along with everyone." He pointed up a set of stairs and as a side comment said, "This way."
Emma followed his direction and she agreed. "Yes, I am. A lot different from my last school." She sighed. "I didn't have very many friends. None really."
"You're popular already. Everyone wants to be friends with you."
Harry stopped walking and Emma glanced back at him with furrowed eyebrows. "Why did you stop?"
"We're here." Harry answered simply.
"Oh." She said lamely.
Harry smiled and shook his head lightly.
"Well, thanks." Standing awkwardly, she ran a hand through her hair.
"Do you know the password?"
"Yup, he wrote it in the note." She held it up and waved it.
"Do you want me to wait for you?"
"No. I don't know how long I'll be, but thanks anyways." She took a step closer and asked, "I'll see you back in the Commons?"
"Seamus will be saving you a seat."
Emma frowned and nodded. "Right."
Shrugging, he turned to leave after making a light wave in her direction.
Watching Harry flee, she felt her cheeks burn. After clearing her throat she turned to the gargoyle statue and recited, "Twizzlers."
Once she stepped onto the moving stares she was lead up to a pair of mahogany doors. She sighed and knocked gingerly on the door.
Opening the door to she saw Dumbledore sitting at his desk. He looked up over his half moon glasses and smiled. "Come sit." He motioned. "Would you like a Twizzler?" She nodded and took one hoping it wouldn't do something a normal Twizzler shoulden't.
". . . . . So I asked him. He said they were called Twizzlers. I naturally went to try them, but he slapped my hand away. He directed me to go get my own. So, I did because they must be something if he wanted to keep them for himself." Dumbledore told the story of how he happened upon the red treat and ripped off a bit himself.
"Anyway, I wanted to congratulate you on making Gryffindor. It will suit you well."
She grasped the arm of her chair and responded. "Thank you."
"Harry, can I ask you something?" Hermione asked, the light of the roaring fire lightening her face.
He leant his head on the back of the couch. "Yeah."
"I know I've asked you this before, but you didn't give me an answer." She paused and gave him a look. "Do you have any feelings for Emma?"
He looked over at Ron, who shrugged in response, then at Ginny, who had a bitter expression on her pink, freckled face. "Well, yeah. She's a good friend."
Hermione rolled her eyes and glanced at Ginny. "Is that all?"
"I'm glad to hear you're enjoying Hogwarts so far." The Headmaster commented as he walked her to the Gryffindor tower. "Many feel as though the school is their home." He glanced down at her. "I believe your friend, Harry, does."
Emma nodded. "I suppose in time I will."
Stopping at a portrait, he turned to her. "I know you must be overwhelmed with everything that has happened this summer and no place or person could ever replace your past. But please know, that there will always be a place for you here in Hogwarts."
Emma swallowed harshly. Her stomach turned wildly and she looked down, hoping that her tears would keep from coming out. "Thank you."
Dumbledore shifted uncomfortably on his feet and placed a hand on her shoulder. When she looked up his blue eyes were staring at her and the sound of the Fat Lady blowing her nose greeted.
"That is so sweet. I never knew you were so sentimental, Headmaster." The Fat Lady said, wiping her eyes with a handkerchief.
He cleared his throat and said the week's password. "Quid agis."
The woman bowed her head and the passage opened.
"You will do well to remember the password. Many students have spent the night out here because they have forgotten."
She laughed and realized he wasn't joking. "Really? I have a horrible memory."
Dumbledore smiled and motioned to the passageway. "Goodnight Miss Wilson."
With a sharp nod she scrambled into the Common Room. She smiled once she saw all of the Gryffindors still in their robes talking avidly to each other. Her jade eyes fell on the scarlet and gold colors to her friends that sat near a burning fireplace.
Harry's eye caught hers and he smiled, thankful that he didn't have to answer Hermione's question that he had somehow managed to dodge thus far. "Emma!
Hermione made a face and rolled her eyes.
"Hey Emma." Seamus greeted walking up to her. "Places get filled quickly. I suppose I wasn't fast enough." He nodded to Harry and Ron who were placed on a couch.
"Looks like it." She stood awkwardly and blushed when she caught him looking at her. "Well, I suppose it doesn't matter. I think I'll head up to my dorm soon."
"Oh, alright." He smiled and stuffed his hands in his pocket. "I'll see you later. I bet we'll have a couple classes together."
Harry watched in utter annoyance as Seamus flirted with her. He sighed and slumped further into his chair. Soon he heard light footsteps near them. "Sorry about that."
Ron shrugged. "What did Dumbledore want?"
"Oh -" She sat down between them. "He just wanted to congratulate me on getting into Gryffindor."
"Great luck too." Ginny commented, flicking her hair to one side. "Especially when you were so close to getting into Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff."
"But Emma has a brave heart." Harry said and cleared his throat, averting his eyes. "That's why - why she got into Gryffindor."
Hermione giggled and turned to Emma, who felt heat rise on her neck. "Come on, I'll show you your dorm."
"Alright." She smiled and glanced at Harry.
"You'll be rooming with me and couple other girls."
"So this will be your bed." Hermione sat on it with a bounce and looked out the window just beside her. "It'll be nice having a friend in the same room."
"You don't like the other girls?" Emma asked making sure none of them were in the room.
"They tend to gossip - a lot."
"Who are they?"
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't tell you yet." She folded her legs underneath her. "Parvati. She went to the ball with Harry fourth year. She still has a huge crush on him."
Emma rose her eyebrows.
"And Lavender Brown. She had a thing with Ron a while back." Making a face, she rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.
The air was black with night and suddenly, the silence was interrupted. Emma's eyes popped open and she quietly listened to the giggling from behind her bed curtains.
"Lavender!" A girl whispered harshly. "Be quiet."
"I bet that's the new girl." She responded with a laugh.
Emma sighed and rolled on her back, thankful that they couldn't see her. She wondered if Hermione was awake.
"How did you guess?" Emma thought Parvati said in a sarcastic tone. "Come on let's not wake them up."
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