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Emma smirked as he piled up more food on his plate. Hopefully he wouldn't spill that on himself or her. Oh Brae.. His friend was giving him the silent treatment? Some friend... "Oh, were you teasing him about his girlfriend or something? Hopefully, it will be better by the end of the week." she explained. Emma smiled as Brae smirked. It was a pretty good smirk almost Slytherin-ish. "By the way, you almost have the Slytherin smirk down pat. It's pretty good. It would be a seven out of ten." she said, nodding and smiling widely. She loved hanging out with Brae- he was just so fun and not to mention pretty good looking too.
The blonde smirked her signature Malfoy smirk when Brae snorted and then started chocking. O.o WAS HE CHOCKING!? Her heart beat quickened and she felt sick with worry. She blanched. No Brae couldn't die, leave her like this! "Brae. You okay? You scared me there." she explained, taking a deep breath in and out. She shook her head. "Don't be sorry. You were the one chocking. Yeah, so Alexbear could be a funny name. But its a very proper name. His name is Alex and he's like a teddy bear. Don't repeat that to him, promise?" she said quietly, leaning towards him, which could be a bad idea if he flung food at her. "Do you want a nickname? " she asked, poking her tongue out. "Yeah, she's lovely. She and Alexbear are a couple now."
The Malfoy girl beamed him a smile. SO SHE WOULD BE PAID! WITH HIS COMPANY! That was actually pretty, no- a really good deal. Hmmm... How about a butterbeer? "Sure, sounds pretty decent. But, how about a butterbeer as well?" she said, winking.
"Oh no, not his girlfriend," said Braeden as Emma asked why he had been teasing Riley, shaking his head slightly as he said so. "He's… a bit of a diva," started the boy again with the most amused of grins lighting up his face, "So he was kinda cranky during the train ride; I dunno why. I think something happened between him and Theo… anyway, I teased him about it but I think it only worsened his mood," the boy confessed with a laugh, as if ticking friends off was the most amusing and entertaining of hobbies. "No worries, though, Riley doesn't hold grudges very long. At least not with me; he's grown a soft spot for lil' ol' me," he added with a wink.
Yep. Braeden Stonem was VIP; it was hard to hate him.
"Don't worry about it, Em, if I ever decide to choke to death I'll make sure I do it as far away from you as possible. Wouldn't want to leave you with that horrible memory," said Braeden with a laugh as poor, innocent Emma showed concern over his minor choking episode. Hehehe. She was so cute when she worried, he kinda liked it. Didn't mean he'd purposely do things to worry her, though, 'cause that would just be plain mean.
The goofy Gryffindork couldn't help but laugh once more as Emma made him promise not to tell this Alex guy all the wonderful things she was saying about him. Oh Merlin, and she was awfully close to his face too…
Clearing his throat for a moment, his expression turning slightly flustered and his face the lightest shade of pink, Braeden had to force his brown eyes to look away and back to his plate. "Why, though? I'm sure he'd like to hear all these nice things you're saying. I know
I'd certainly like to know when a friend of mine is saying nice things about me," he said with a smile before taking another bite from his meal.
Oooooh, and then she was asking him if he wanted a nickname.
Oh boy! He most certainly DID!
Looking like a child being offered cotton candy, Braeden turned his gaze back to Emma with the goofiest of grins. "I'd love that, actually. As long as it's nothing demeaning." Though he could honestly not imagine Emma ever calling him anything that wasn't nice; she was just… too sweet for such a thing. Though that Slytherinish smirk of hers could certainly send a shiver down his spine at times.
As Emma suggested he added butterbeer to her paycheck for babysitting him, Braeden raised his dark eyebrows for a moment before grinning. That sounded lovely, actually. "You got it," he promised her. "You, m'lady, are one well-paid babysitter, y'know that?"