Emma Watson Oneshots/Imagines

Bike

I was walking down the Harry Potter set, looking for a bike. You see, we had bikes to ride around set sometimes. I found one that looked like it would be my size and quickly took it back to my dressing room. I made sure the door was locked before I got out my supplies. I got out some paint and ribbons and a nice bell.

I re-painted the bike to a nice red and blue color, my name prominent on the sides in white paint with a black outline. I attached rainbow ribbons on the handlebars and put the bell on. I also put a water bottle holder on the bike, so I could carry my various drinks. I was most likely not allowed to be doing this, but since when did I follow rules?

I put a basket on the front, but not like a wicker basket, a cool basket. It was a nice half red and half blue color, the two colors taking up a side. I got a cool helmet as well. It was a helmet with spikes on the top. I painted my name onto it and made Emma one with her name on it. I figured I could let her use this bike sometimes, since she is my girlfriend after all.

Once I made sure all the paint had dried, I put my helmet on and put a radio in the basket. I turned it on and turned the volume all the way up. I blasted 'Smells like teen spirit' and got on my bike. I rode it around set and waved to everyone as the came out to see the commotion. "HEY GUYS! DO YOU LIKE MY COOL NEW BIKE?!" I shouted over the music. I caught glimpse of an amused Dan and Rupert, but an angry Emma.

I knew I was in for it later.

I kept riding around set, people recording my antics as I rode my bike. Finally, I stopped and went back to my dressing room. I parked my bike in the room and saw Emma on the couch, waiting for me. "Hey Em! Like my bike?" I said, hoping she wouldn't yell at me.

"What were you thinking?! Those aren't ours!" Emma scolded. "Em, Calm down. I can pay for it. Besides, I made you a helmet. I was going to let you ride it too." I said, getting her helmet and putting it on her head. She took it off and observed my handiwork, a slight smile on her face.

"Don't think this changes anything. I'm still mad at you. You better pay for the bike." Emma said, putting the helmet down and walking out. Everyone else liked my new ride, and eventually Emma came around and I took out for a ride, with our matching helmets. We kill these matching couple things. We looked pretty cool. Everyone was jealous of us.