🥀ℙ𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕤𝕤: ℍ.ℙ🥀

𝕃𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕪 ℂ𝕒𝕦𝕝𝕕𝕣𝕠𝕟: 𝕐𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖

The Merlin's spent the majority of their summer holiday in Italy. It was beautiful and Emily wished she would be able to return someday, but now they were staying at the Leaky Cauldron.

Ron and Hermione were there too so she wasn't too bored and then they got the news.

"Em! Em! Em, wake up!", Eva's voice rang through the room. She was repeatedly hitting Emily with a pillow to wake her up.

Emily finally sat up and opened her eyes.

"What is it, Eva."

"It's Harry."

The blonde's eyes went wide.

"Where is he? Is he alright? Is he here?"

"My hair's a mess!", She exclaims after running to the bathroom.

Eva rolls her eyes.

"No dummy! He's blown up his aunt!", Eva laughs.

"Oh."

"He what?!!"

"Yeah. He got really mad and she just sort of blew up like a balloon and floated away."

"This is not good. This is very, not good. I just hope he hasn't run away."

"He has."

"What?!! With Sirius Black on the loose!"

Emily falls back onto the bed.

"This day couldn't get any worse!"

"He's coming here, right now.", Eva adds.

Emily jumps off the bed and I tot he bathroom again, Eva rolls her eyes as she realizes what her sister is doing.

"He thinks your pretty no matter how much of that junk you put on your face!", She exclaims before going downstairs to join everyone else.

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Half and hour later, Emily heads downstairs as well.

She looks around and sighs gratefully when she doesn't see Harry just yet.

Everyone had a major growth spurt over the summer and they had all matured a great deal as well. She was only hoping he would still like her.

That's when she heard Hermione and Ron arguing.

"I'm warning you, Hermione! Keep that bloody beast of yours away from Scabbers or I'll turn it into a tea cozy.", Ron shouts at her, holding his rat close.

"He's a cat, Ronald! What do you expect? It's in his nature.", Hermione defends her cat, that she os protectively cradling in her arms.

"A cat! Is that what they told you? Looks more like a pig with hair if you ask me."

"That's rich coming from the owner of that smelly old shoe brush. It's all right, Crookshanks. You
just ignore the mean little boy...", Hermione coos to her cat.

Emily rolls her eyes and walks over.

"Blimey, I thought you'd never stop."

"Didn't see you all morning, what were you doing? Getting all prettied up for Harry?", Ron jokes.

"Maybe."

"You were!"

Then, sensing another presence in the room, Emily turns to see Harry standing on the stairs behind Hermione.

"Harry.", Hermione and Ron say.

They both greet him quickly before returning to their bickering.

"Hello."