Emma's POV
I finally got to talk to Draco and it's safe to say. We are no longer friends. He called me names and says he no longer wanted to friends with a blood traitor. It hurt a lot. But George helped me get over it. He can always make me smile and laugh. Even when I am feeling down. He still helps me with Coal and Loki, aka Sirius Black. Though he doesn't know Loki is Sirius Black. He has my back when I am practice flying in my animagus form. I've gotten better at it and can fly ten minutes now before I get tired. George is gave me a nickname, Birdie. No one, but us gets it f course.
Anyway, Harry still hasn't got a new broom. But has been looking. He plans to get one after Christmas break. On the last day before Christmas break, there was a Hogsmeade visit. Harry snuck into Hogsmeade with the twins help. Harry learnt more about Sirius and wants him dead more then ever. I wish I could tell him the truth, but he wouldn't believe me. Anyway Romilda and I choose to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas. While mum goes on a holiday with some of friends to New York.
"Merry Christmas" Romilda says when she enters the common.
"Merry Christmas" I say and hug her. "I have our presents" I tell her gesturing to the two piles. She smiles and we start to open our gifts. I had gotten gifts from Mrs Weasley, Hermione, Harry, Fay (who is home with her family for the holidays), Ginny, Luna, Sirius and George. Sirius got me a broomstick and not just any broomstick. A firebolt. George got me a raven necklace. I sent them all gifts also. Along with Sirius' gift, I sent one for Coal.
"Who sent you the broomstick?" Romilda asks me shocked.
"Just a friend, sort of an uncle to me" I tell her.
"Can I try it?" she asks.
"Sure, but after me" I tell her. "Lets go try it now, before breakfast" I tell her. She agrees and we get dressed. We head down to the quidditch pitch. I mount my new broom.
"I'll be in the stands" she tells me. I nod and take off. It feels amazing. I stand on my broom and start to broom surf. Doing flips and twirls, just goofing off. Having fun. Testing the brooms speed and drifting.
"Emma!" I hear someone call. I look down to see George, with the quidditch team. Minus Harry. I smile and fly down to them. I let Romilda go have a turn on my broom while I speak to George.
"I had no idea you could fly like that" he states.
"I love flying, you should know that" I say with a smile.
"Of course I do Birdie, but I had no idea you could do that" he says gesturing to the sky.
"Ever thought of playing quidditch?" Oliver asks me.
"I do tricks, doesn't mean I can play quidditch" I tell him.
"Do you have no idea what moves you just did?" Angelina asks me.
"You were doing loop the loops and weaving like a pro" Alicia states.
"Not to mention broom surf like it is second nature" Katie adds.
"Not even us, can broom surf with such ease" Fred admits.
"Let alone surf loop" George adds.
"I was just goofing around" I tell them sheepishly.
"Can you do a surf jump?" Angelina asks.
"You broom surf towards the hoops and jump through on and land on your broom on the other side" Alicia explains.
"Should be no problem" I state and call Romilda down. I remount my broom. I take off and start to broom surf. I head straight for the hoops. I time it accurately and jump through the center hoop and land on my broom smoothly and surf back down to the ground to cheers.
"You have to try out for the team" Oliver tells me.
"We could use a reserve player like you" Angelina states.
"But I've never even played quidditch before, what if I make a fool of myself?" I ask them.
"You won't make a fool" George assures me.
"He's right, you were born to fly" Romilda tells me.
"I guess I can try out" I suggest.
"Great, after the holidays" Oliver tells me. We then all go up to the castle for breakfast. Leaving my broom locked in George's locker for safe keeping. Breakfast was nice. The great hall looks amazing. This is m first time seeing the great hall at Christmas time. It looks even better then it did on Halloween. The Great Hall dressed up in all its splendor, complete with a dozen towering Christmas trees and festoons of holly and mistletoe. I can't wait for the feast tonight.
"What to see the dogs?" George asks me in a whisper.
"I would" I tell him with a smile. "I'll see you guys later" I tell Fay and Ginny. Before leaving with George. "Having a good Christmas?" I ask him.
"It's been pleasant" he tells me. "How about yours?" he asks.
"Been amazing, still have my sight and have an amazing family. And great friends" I tell him. "By the way, I've been thinking. I should give you a nickname" I state.
"Why?" he asks.
"You call me Birdie, so I wanted to give you a nickname" I tell him.
"Seems fair, any ideas?" he asks me.
"Tiger" I say and he laughs.
"Why Tiger?" he asks me.
"Well, you have many similar qualities. Powerful, charming, confident, courageous, loyal, reckless and have red hair" I state. "I wanted to use something that describes you, aside from being a prankster, joker and a good quidditch player" I tell him.
"Tiger, I like it" he says with a smile. Suddenly we stop and are unable to move. "Damn" he curses and looks up. I do so and see mistletoe. "It's enchanted, I don't know how. But Peeves gets a batch every year and places it around the castle. Filch obviously hasn't gotten around to removing it yet" he tells me.
"Why can't we move?" I ask him.
"Only way to get out from under it is to kiss" he states sheepishly. I blush and avoid his eyes. "I'm sorry Emma" he tells me.
"It's not your fault" I tell him. "Its just, I've never kissed anyone before" I admit and he curses again.
"I'm sorry" he tells me.
"Lets just do it, so that we can go see the dogs" I tell him. He nods and wraps his arms around me. I wrap mine around his neck. We start to lean in and he looks down at my lips. Before looking into my eyes. I close them as our lips touch. It was short, but I felt fireworks. When we pull away, we are both blushing and we left the castle not speaking.
We found the dogs and gave them breakfast. George even had a scarf each for them. He'd knitted them himself apparently. We then head back to the castle. "Hi, did you want to keep what happened to ourselves? I know it must be embarrassing for you, kissing a third year" I state.
"Not embarrassing at all, are you embarrassed?" he asks me. I shake my head. "How would you feel about dating?" he asks me.
"I know I like you, but I don't know how much" I tell him.
"Nor do I know how much I like you, I've never felt like this before" he admits.
"So we take things slow?" I ask and he nods his head. "Well lets keep things on the down low until we're sure of our feelings" I suggest. He agrees. "I have to go see the girls, see you later" I tell him.
"See you later" he says and kisses my cheek. Before leaving. I go search for Fay and Ginny.
A/N
Picture above of Emma and Romilda. Picture on the external link of the great hall.
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