The rest of the week went by quickly for Emerald, she kept her head down for the sake of everyone sending her fearful looks in the corridor, news had spread quickly on the matter of the altercation with Umbitch and while most students had avoided her at all costs ,a few had congratulated her on the removal of the ugly pink tumour.
She had been glued to Blaise's side, her friends had noticed and quickly worked out that she felt she was partially to blame for what happened to him,
Guilt ...something that wasn't a commonality for her.
Even Draco who had been otherwise madly busy with his task had noticed she was different and had developed an annoying habit of staring at her worriedly in class. He wished he could be there for her but he was well aware he was in too deep with her, the hateful glances in his direction alone were enough to make him go weak at the knees.
Emerald, Pansy, Maya, Blaise, Flint and Theo sat in the centre of the Slytherin table that morning at breakfast laughing and joking around with each other about nothing in particular ,it was all going well until Blaise threw a piece of bread at Theo and as he went to catch it , knocking his goblet of pumpkin juice over, spilling the contents right into Pansy's lap
"Theodore you oaf!" She cried throwing the empty cup straight at his head "you utter twat I don't have any more shirts either!" She huffed
"I'm sorry Pansy ,I really am" he grinned sheepishly "it was Flint's fault"
"How was it my fault" he yelled indignantly
"He should have caught it"
"It's not a bloody Snitch"
"I'm a chaser, you Cretin"
They watched in amusement as the boys bickered
"Come on I've got a spare one I'll help you find it" Emerald whispered to her friend as they both stood up
"Wait where are you going? you'll miss the Durmstrang introduction" Blaise pointed out
Emerald shrugged "dated one a couple years ago, pricks, the lot of them" she said grinning and dragging a juice covered Pansy out the door.
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Five minutes later the school saw Headmaster Dumbledore take the stage with a man some of them remembered as Igor Karkaroff, Headmaster of Durmstrang
"I would like to talk to welcome the proud sons of Durmstrang" he announced as they began to march in smartly.
Blaise was bored already ,he knew the general type of male that this school produced and it was the loud,cocky, overzealous type ,from back when the Triwizard Tournament was taking place. They got on his nerves, he looked back down at his plate swirling his egg round his plate with his fork.
"And this is their head boy, Sean Green"
Suddenly he heard Harry Potter ,behind him at the Gryffindor table choke on his food ,coughing and spluttering as he tried to regain his breath
"You alright mate" he heard the ginger one say to him
"Yeah fine but bloody hell that one looks just like a young Tom Riddle" he muttered "almost had a heart attack"
Blaise's head whipped up so fast he almost got whiplash ,he had seen what Tom Riddle had looked like as a 16year old boy ,Emerald had showed him when pointing out the uncanny family resemblance between the Dark wizard and ......
He peered closer at the head boy in disbelief,
how was he here?
he was supposed to be dead.
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