Emalia is the fifth marauder and is in love with Moony.

"There is a different type of texture behind each person, a different fragrance that wafts off one another, a different past. One might accuse the other of it, or of themselves in general; but you have to look deeper, you have to know more. Then, and only then, will you know their true texture, their actual fragrance, their true past. If it's dark or light, it shouldn't matter. You should learn to accept that about others, and then you will be able to accept yourself." Yet can the stubborn Dwarf help the secretive Elf succeed in accepting all that was wrong so many years ago? Or will she fall victim to her own past and suffer, bringing him down with her? I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 15 YEARS OLD. I WILL PROBABLY EDIT THE CRAP OUT OF THIS OR RE-WRITE IT ALL TOGETHER.