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He felt bad for Emma, because even though his mum had left, Michael had never seen them fight. And if they fight and he was pretty sure that they did, every couple fought, they never did it in front of him. And they certainly never treated him bad. "I think it was harder for my dad. I was so young and while my parents weren't living together anymore, I still saw both of them." He shrugged. It was amazing what kids could deal with.
"But I can't understand how your parents would have anything to pick on about you." He paused while he fished in his pocket and pulled out a tissue. It was all crumpled up but it hadn't been used and he held it out to Emma. "You're an exceptionally nice person. You've got a sense of humour and you're also a good listener." Not to mention pretty. Even with mud on her cheek.
As for him seeing his half siblings. "I don't know if I'll get to see them. For some reason, mum thinks it's best if we keep our distance from them." He had no idea what happened to her when she had disappeared but any time he asked about the twins she got this fierce look on her face and would ask him to leave it alone. He supposed he had to just trust her.
He was glad to hear that she'd had a good life even though her parents seemed to be a little bit ungrateful about the great child they had. He let out a little chuckle at her expectant look. "Well we seem to have obscene amounts of money. My dad's family I think were already wealthy and then dad went out and built his own empire, so I've definitely have not done without." In saying that he was always taught the value of money. "I've had a good life too. ALways had someone to hang out with so I was never lonely. I think I was a little more...wild than my parents were expecting." He laughed as he thought about some of the things he used to get up to. "I have a pet ferret and a pet Jarvey. They're pretty cool."
Michael look at the small pile of worms they had and grinned. "Come on I think we've got enough worms now. Let's see if we can catch a few fish."
"Yeah, it certainly is easier on a person if they're younger and can't remember it as well.. I'm sorry it was hard on your father though.." Emma replied, her voice soft. It was always hard talking about her life, but even harder seeing the pain in others.
She smiled, grateful to know that at least someone didn't find a bunch of faults about her.
"Thank you so much, Michael. That means a lot to me, really. You're very kind." She watched him carefully as he handed her a tissue. Oh. There must have been something on her face. She wiped off the dirty culprit immediately upon finding it on her cheek.
There. Much better.
Oh how sad. It had to be awful not to be able to keep in touch with his siblings. She couldn't even imagine what he was going through. "
Oh. I'm so sorry, that must be really hard to deal with sometimes."
"Well, I'm glad that you've gone through life without want.. at least materialistically speaking.." Emma smiled, laughing when he mentioned his wild side.
"I suppose that's where the Griffindor comes out, eh?" She giggled, thinking back to when she had first been sorted, desperate to be a Griffindor like her mother. It was okay though, she had come to terms with being sorted into Ravenclaw, the tower was now like a second home in itself.
"Ooh! A ferret? I looooove ferrets! I always wanted one!" Emma exclaimed, her cheeks turning a light shade of pink when she realized exactly how loud her outburst had been.
"Oops. Sorry."
Now it was time for the main event:
Fishing. "First one to catch anything gets a chocolate frog!"