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Emms 
HE WAS STILL SMILING WHILST SHE WAS WORRIED SICK!!! BRAEDEN!! D'awwwww.... He didn't care about what nickname she gave him because she came up with it.. Awww... The blonde pushed a strand of her blonde hair back and blushed. "aww thanks Brae. That means a lot. To me." she said, smiling sweetly.
"SUPER BRAEMAN! That's perfect!" she exclaimed, giggling slightly. It was.. perfect. Wonderful, amazingly brilliant. It described his personality perfectly. The Malfoy girl beamed him a smile. "All right Super Brae" she said, smirking slightly. The smirk turned into a big smile.
Butterflies fluttered in her stomach. A date? He said a date? Did he mean deal or date? She blushed deeply at the thought. "A date sounds good," she replied, softly. The blonde felt special. Special.. Then he was talking about Quidditch. She nodded and laughed. "Aww.. It's okay. We can start from the basics. Don't worry. Soon you'll be trying out for the Quidditch team!" she exclaimed, happily.
"You know, Brae. I can't believe I've never asked you this and it makes me feel like a bad friend. When is your birthday?" she asked, the blonde's brown eyes sparkling when she talked.
Braeden The Super Braeman(!) smiled and gave a slight shrug as Emma thanked him for his earlier words. No need to thank him, though, he was just being honest. He was glad he could say something that meant a lot to her, though. It was flattering. Awwwww, and then she was blushing when he agreed to their 'date'. He would've teased her about it, but the Braeman is too nice to tease someone as sweet as Emma. Teasing Riley over the train was fine. But teasing Emma? Nahhh.
"Oh good, so no cruel, harsh, unusual punishment for being a bad student and not practicing?" asked the boy with a lopsided grin, looking honestly relieved. As if Emma would seriously even consider hurting him. Pssshhh.
Hmm. Well, she
was a Malfoy. You never know. Either way, the boy was glad that she took it well and had agreed to continue coaching him on the magical sport. Cheers to that!
And then, out of nowhere and completely unexpectedly, the pretty blonde girl was asking him when his birthday was. Surprised, Braeden allowed his dark eyebrows to go up to his hairline. "October twenty-first," he replied simply with a smile. Hmmmmmm, what did she want to know his birthday for
?
GASP. What if she had a surprise for him, or something?! "What about you? When's your birthday?" he asked curiously.