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Gryffindoll 
It was strange. Standing here in these enormous Hogwarts crowds, Braeden had never felt so alone. The time to leave the beloved castle had come, and he hadn't even seen any of his friends - Theo had dropped off the face of the earth eons ago, Ruby was nowhere to be seen, he hadn't seen Ellie since their meet-up at the pathways, even Alfie had been missing for a while now. Pretty much everyone and anyone the boy had met through his years at Hogwarts had just sort of… vanished into thin air. And now that it was his time to leave the castle, it left this gloomy cloud of nostalgia hovering above his head.
In his thoughts of memories and times spent with good friends, Brae could hear a soft, faint voice calling out his name somewhere in the background.
Oh great, now he was imagining voices!
But as the voice came closer, the Gryffindork realized at that moment that it was
real. The voice wasn't in his head. He whipped his head in the direction of the voice and caught sight of a small head of short blonde hair floating somewhere deep within the crowds.
He could recognize that hair and that voice anywhere.
"
EMMA!"
With the largest of his goofy lopsided grins, Braeden forced his way through the crowd (and being taller than most students certainly helped get them out of the way) toward the small blonde girl calling out his name. "Emma!" As he finally reached the girl, the lanky boy spread his arms around her and held her tight in a nearly bone-crushing hug.
His Emma! She was here! :'))))
The blonde Malfoy heard her name and turned towards where the voice was coming from. She couldn't help but smile as her tall Gryffindork made her way over to her. "
Braeden!" she cried as he hugged her tightly and the blonde returned his firm hug. Merlin. She would probably never be able to get a true Brae hug every day at Hogwarts anymore. The blonde grinned at him again. They had been through a lot together: being stuck on an island, drama, loopy pirates, and butter beer spills. They were the dynamic duo. Yet today the dynamic duo called Brama would not appear at Hogwarts again, or so Emma thought.
The blonde broke apart from their long embrace. Emma didn't want to let go of him. His happy attitude. Her Braeden Stonem. The blonde blinked her warm hazelnut coloured eyes. "
I can't believe your graduating. I'm going to miss you loads. How do you feel?" she asked, quickly blurting out her feelings. Then she bit her lip, an Emma habit, to stop herself from tearing up.
She so wasn't going to cry. Nope.
Okay. She was.