Chapter 18

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I sat on my bed at Durmstrang. Staring out the window. Thinking. That's all I spent my time doing. Thinking.

I attended classes, ate small meals, and ignored everyone by busying myself with work.

I needed a break so I went to Hogwarts after a couple of weeks.

"Hey Em," said Devon.

I waved my hand in hello.

"What's the matter?"

I pointed to my head.

"Thinking? Yeah, I guess that would be a good thing to do. So, Emerald I got a new friend. Her name is Luna, she is in Ravenclaw."

I smiled at him. I was happy he was making friends.

"Come on! Emerald talk to me!" He said.

"Can I meet this Luna?" I said in a cracked voice.

"Woah, your voice is different! Is it a puberty thing?"

I smacked his arm, "Let me meet her."

"Okay, but she might seem a bit weird."

"Hi, you must be Emerald, I'm Luna." She said in a voice that seems miles away.

"Nice to meet you, Luna."

"Do you believe in Nargles."

"I have seen one," I replied.

"Pesty aren't they,"

"In fact they are. I have to go," I said.

"Hey where are you going?!" asked Devon probably mad I haven't kept in touch.

"Hogsmeade,"

I teleported there and I went inside.

"Emerald, you would have the usual?"

"Yes please, and a Butterbeer."

"Hey Emerald, what are you doing here?" asked George.

"Thinking, what are you doing here?"

"Hoping I would run into a pretty lady like yourself."

I laughed, "take a seat."

He sat down grinning.

Madam Rosmerta brought the drinks. I slide the Butterbeer towards George.

"It's like you knew I would be here," he said.

"George, why are you really here?" I asked him.

"Angelina, my girlfriend has been cheating on me. But I really like her."

"You just have to make her jealous, Georgie," I said placing a hand on his cheek.

He looked at me surprised.

"She's looking right?" I asked.

"How'd you know?"

I placed my hand on his showing him the memory when we first met.

"Hey Fred, George," I said.

"Hey George, she knows our name," said Fred.

"Reckon she's a mind reader?"said George.

"I doubt it," said Fred.

"She isn't deaf you know,"

"Sorry M'lady, I am George, and this is Fred,"

"Nope, can't fool me boys, That's Fred and your George."

"May We ask-"Fred.

"Who you are?"George.

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