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Emma gave Stella a kind smile. "Yeah, I guess you will," she began before smirking a little as Stella proceeded to say how the match against Gryffindor was boring. She shook her head slightly at Stella's competitiveness and sighed a little. "Yes. At least Ravenclaw did win and same with Slytherin," she added.
Emma's eyebrow raised. Wait.. she did say cry? Didn't she? The blonde listened to what Stella was saying but she had a funny feeling in her stomach, as if someone was lying or something. The Malfoy had become quite good at picking up when people were lying or not telling the truth as it was or is. "Oh.. I'm guessing your sister must be bit of a nightmare. How old is she?" asked Emma, curiously. Moving on, Emma beamed her a smile. "Of course and then we can get a butterbeer." See.. it would be all right! Stella would be fine.
Emma nodded, taking in this little piece of information. The Slytherin hadn't played the first game against the Puffs do to being ill. But knowing this would help her- a lot. The Malfoy's mouth dropped slightly. Stella didn't play Quidditch?!? She seemed so passionate about it. "You don't? Well if you'd like I can help you with that. And perhaps, if you wanted to learn some Quidditch, I could give you some tips," offered the Malfoy with a bright smile.
“She’s an awful nightmare, which will never leave you,” said Stella, twirling her hair around her finger. Her sister is probably one of the worst things that ever happened to her. She so evil and devious but at the same time so successful and perfect. Stupid Orange. When Emma asked her old her sister is, the Ravenclaw began feeling a bit awkward,
“Well...” she said, trying to remember how old her sister is,
“I think she’s twenty-two or twenty-three, but maybe she's younger.” Every time she starts talking about her sister, she feels disappointed of herself and a bit jealous.
Stella couldn’t think of next year, even though she should, it’s really close, far too close.
“Well I suppose that I will meet you unless I’ll find a serious job,” she said. Hopefully she will find a job, no matter what will happen.
Emma seemed to be surprised from the fact that she doesn’t even know how to fly a broom. Stella began to blush from embarrassment, she tried to stop but she couldn’t, so she smiled to show her friend that she’s okay with it.
“I would really appreciate it if you could teach me how to fly a broom,” she said. Stella never even tried to fly a broomstick, every time she thinks that if she will sit on a broom, and that she’ll start flying, really scared her.
“I would love knowing how to fly a broom,” she added quietly. Hopefully, she persuaded Emma, and will finally learn how to fly a broomstick, unless Emma will fail to teach her.