Emma Potter (Harry Potter Fan Fiction)

Chapter 15 :):):O

I have nothing to say today sadly.... :(

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*After Potions*

I was still laughing uncontrollably.

Well I should probably tell you why I’m laughing.

You see Draco accidently put French horn poison in his Mandrake Draught and it exploded all over him.

So to this very second he is covered in green slime.

“It’s not funny Potter.” He said.

“I beg to differ.” I said gasping.

“Meet me in front of the great hall at eight, oh and dress nice, alright?” He said smiling at my laugh.

“Okay.” I said. “Love you.”

“Love you too.” He said leaning in for a kiss.

“NO WAY!!!” I yelled smiling and I ran to catch up with Ron, Harry and Hermione.

“What are you yelling about?” Harry said frowning at me.

“Nothing.” I said smiling.

He rolled his eyes.

“I never got the chance to say happy birthday Em. So happy birthday.” Hermione said smiling.

“Thanks” I said smiling. “So are we going back to the common room?” I asked looking at the trio.

“No!” Harry and Ron shouted.

“What they mean is that I wanted you to help me study my potions in the library, if you don’t mind I mean.” Hermione said.

“Sure I don’t mind.” I said questioning as Ron and Harry smiled at me fakley.

“Well bye guys see you later.” I said as we came up to the library.

“Bye Em.” They said in unison and continued on to the library.

“What’s up with everyone today?” I asked Hermione as we sat down at one of the tables.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She said simply.

I shook it off and helped Hermione with her potions.

Though she didn’t really need help.

Around six-thirty she finally said she was content and I sighed in relief.

“It’s about time!” I exclaimed as we headed down the hall to the common room.

I only have and hour and a half to get ready!

When we reached the common room Hermione insisted that she went in first.

I didn’t object. Everyone was so touchy lately.