Emma Watson Oneshots and Imagines Book Two

Birthday

Today was Florence's birthday, and she was spending the day with (Y/n), Emma and Michael before meeting up with some of her friends at night.

When she arrived to their house, (Y/n) opened the door and gave her a hug right away. "Happy birthday!" He cheered, and she smiled before pulling out of the hug. "Thank you!" She exclaimed while walking inside.

"Flo!" Michael shouted, running down the stairs and giving her a hug. "Hi Michael!" Florence mumbled, wrapping her arms around the boy. "Michael I told you not to run down the stairs! You could get hurt!" Emma scolded. "Sorry mummy." Michael apologized, still holding onto his auntie Flo.

"Happy birthday Florence!" Emma said when she saw Florence standing in their living room, still holding onto her nephew.

Emma went off to grab the gifts they had gotten her while Michael brought her over to the couch and gave her one of his Spider-Man toys.

"Okay, these are for you." Emma told Florence, placing the wrapped gifts on the table. "Thank you!" Florence told them all, Michael grabbing his gift and giving it to her. "Open this one first!" He told her, and she nodded. "Is this one from you?" She asked, and he nodded.

Florence opened the gift to see a book that she had wanted. "Did you pick this out all by yourself?" Florence asked, knowing either (Y/n) or Emma had to tell him to pick this one out. "Mummy said you would like this one when we went to the store." Michael told her, and Emma nodded.

"He was going to get you a Spider-Man figure, but after a bit of thinking he decided on this one." Emma shared, meaning she had to tell him to pick something else out because not everyone wants a Spider-Man action figure for their birthday like he does. "This next one is from me and (Y/n)" she added, picking up a heavy box.

Florence opened the box to reveal a photo album, obviously with a lot of photos already in it since it was quite heavy. "Oh my gosh.." she mumbled and opened up the first page, seeing photos of her and Michael when he was just born. "Who's that?" Michael asked, pointing to the tiny baby resting in Florence's arms in the picture.

"That's you when you were really tiny." Florence told him, ruffling his hair a bit. "That's me? But I'm not tiny!" He protested, even though he still would be considered tiny by most people since he was only four years old. "No, this is you when you were very little. This was from a long time ago." (Y/n) clarified, watching Florence flip through more photos of her and Michael, with a few photos of her with Emma and (Y/n) as well.

After a few more gifts Florence had opened them all and was now getting her coat and shoes on, since all of them were going to the aquarium. That was one of the things she wanted to do with Michael today, since all of the other things she wanted to do were not things she could take Michael to.

After an hour of being at the aquarium, they had finished seeing all the different fish. They hadn't finished the whole aquarium experience, but Michael had fallen asleep by now so he was done with the aquarium for the day.

Florence decided to go home and spend the rest of the day with her friends. She made sure to pick up her gifts from their house before she went home, but she had a really fun day with (Y/n), Emma and Michael. It was definitely one of her favorite birthdays.

(Happy national Florence Pugh day!!)