Everyone's heard the saying that you don't find love; it finds you. In Love Emerson's case, love didn't just find her; it literally knocked her off her feet.
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ʜᴀʀʀʏ ᴘᴏᴛᴛᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇꜱ ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ ʙᴜᴛ ʟᴀᴄᴋꜱ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ'ꜱ ꜱᴋɪʟʟꜱ.
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Padma and Love greet exitedly once they stepped inside the almost empty compartment.
Emmanuel looked up from his book, The Fellowship of the Ring, his features turning into an annoying glare, but Love could see the relief in his warm eyes. "Took you lot long enough, I was starting to wonder if you'll make it in time and hoping you didn't so I could finally have a moment's peace."
"Oh, don't kid yourself." Padma huffs, as she settles next to the boy after placing her satchel on the luggage rack.
Love sat down near the window, in front of Emmanuel, placing hoppy on her lap. "You'll be so bored without us, Emma."
Emmanuel and Love met by chance or rather by a song. In the first year of Hogwarts, Love was in the library one evening, finishing her potions essay, and she has a terrible habit of humming whenever she's doing something she enjoys, that day she was humming one of Selena Quintanilla's songs, her Ma's favourite artist when an unfamiliar voice asked her if she was humming to Baila Esta Cumbia.
Love was shocked at first to see the boy from her house who usually sits by himself, whose only company was a book and glares at everything that moves his way talking to her, not to mention the utter surprise she felt to hear someone in Hogwarts knew about Selena.
She was swift to tell him that it was indeed that song, he regarded her for a moment before taking a seat at her table not even bothering to ask if he could, he took his time bringing his books and quills out of his bag before casually asking how she knew of Selena as she was a white English girl in Hogwarts.
Love thought it was funny because he was right, and it wasn't the first time she was hit with a remark like that, her siblings all like to tease her about it too, the whitest girl you could imagine singing Paquita la del barrio without stuttering was a humorous sight.
She told him that it was her mother's favourite artist and that her grandparents were in Mexico so when she visits she usually listens to songs like those frequently. The boy didn't say anything, he observed her again in thought before nodding in approval.
Love also asked him how he knew of the artist and his answer was 'Because I have taste,' he said before quickly adding 'And Selena's my favourite entertainer.'
They stayed in surprisingly comfortable silence for a few minutes, each occupied with their assignments when he blurted out his name. 'I'm Emmanuel Salazar' followed by a quick 'And before you ask, no, I have no relation with Slytherin.' Love smiled and held her hand out while introducing herself, Emma was hesitant to shake it but when he finally did, a grin appeared on his face.
