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Emms 
Unluckily for our Gryffindor hero, chaos walked towards the door. Well, it wasn't chaos it was Draco Severus. The muscular six foot three blonde Quidditch player heard the knock and walked over to the front door. Sadly, Mother and Father had removed the house elves from managing the front door because at the last Malfoy dinner party they greeted each of the guests in a rude manner that made Father furious. So now it was Draco Sev's job to answer the door when he was home. And he didn't mind it. Actually, today he was rather looking forward to it. He was looking forward to see the most beautiful woman in the world named Ellie and the silly Gryffindor that he loved to tease.
Draco Sev opened the door without looking at who it could have been and was surprised when he saw Braeden Stonem, his sister's girlfriend standing a few feet off with a bike (Draco Sev guessed what type of Muggle invention it was since he had gotten a Troll on his Muggle Studies exam at Hogwarts). Smart boy for standing far away from him. "My, my, my. What do we have here? Braeden Stonem. Welcome," he added, as he opened the door further so that Braeden could step into the lair Malfoy Manor. Politeness was Draco Sev's forté.
Draco Sev was not the only person that had heard the knock on the door, Emma had heard it too. Jumping off of her bed, the blonde quickly made her bed nice and neat, ran to the mirror and fixed up her hair and clothes. She had to look good. She was so excited to see whoever was at the door! She hoped that her father or brother hadn't been the one to open the door because they might have scared both Ellie and Braeden with their Malfoy ways. Once satisfied with her appearance, the seventeen year old left her room and walked down the stairwell and down the hallway to the front entrance. In the front entrance, Emma found Draco Sev with the front door wide open speaking to someone.
Wait. What was the name that Draco Sev had said? Braeden Stonem? Suddenly butterflies fluttered into her stomach. Was she nervous? Excited? The blonde didn't know. It was a mixture of feelings. As the blonde approached the door, she smiled at Draco Sev. "Thanks for catching the door, Draco Sev," she added with a look that said: 'you can really go now' before walking outside the door to see the handsome and adorkable Braeden, holding his bike. Merlin's Beard, she felt as if she was in a dream. She was overcome with joy.
A smile appeared on her lips instantly. "Brae!" she cried as she walked over to him, throwing her arms around him, and hugging him. "How have you been? We can put your bike over by the Quidditch broom closet. It's just by the oak tree over there. It will fit there," she added, still grinning madly.
SIDE NOTE: Upstairs in a different room.....
Emma's mother, Lilianna Malfoy was sitting in her bedroom putting on make-up when her husband walked in and began pacing. She turned her head to face him. "What is the matter Scorpius? Something wrong love?" she added, smiling sweetly at him.
Something was obviously wrong in Scorpius' mind but he didn't want to tell Lilianna what was on his mind. It would worry her to much. Scorpius shook his head. "Nothing is wrong. I see Emma's muggle boyfriend has arrived," he remarked, turning up his nose ever so slightly as he glanced at Lilianna.
His wife laughed at him. "You mean Braeden. Oh come! Come! Scorp, he's a lovely boy. I like him quite a lot. More importantly, Emma likes him and he likes Emma. It's as simple as that," added Lilianna, shaking her head.
Scorpius frowned for he was not convinced. "He's not a pureblood," he added, abruptly.
"So what?" countered Lilianna, "He's still a very nice young man and you ought to behave tonight. Please. At least do it for Emma," she added with a warm smile. Her husband nodded slowly and promised that he would try to behave his best. He only agreed because he didn't want to have a fight. "Brilliant! Let's go down to see them in a few minutes or so," she added beaming as she returned to fixing up her make up as her husband picked up the Daily Prophet and began reading.
Much to Braeden's terror and disappointment, it wasn't Emma or a sweet little house elf who opened the door, but his girlfriend's intimidating older brother, Draco Sev. It wasn't that Brae didn't like the guy or anything, he actually kind of admired him in a way for accomplishing so much at such a young age, but the guy's -- more like MAN'S -- size and overall aura simply terrified our scrawny lion boy. Despite the fact that there was only an inch in difference when it came to both boys' heights, Brae couldn't help feeling microscopic next to the much wider, toned Draco Sev. It also didn't help that there were a few steps leading up to the doors, so Emma's brother had a platform that made him an extra couple feet taller while Braeden stood insignificant on the ground.
"Dr--Draco Sev!" stuttered out Braeden with a twitchy, nervous smile. Oh Merlin, if Draco Sev decided to pat the boy on the back or something Braeden's knees would not be able to handle it. "Fancy seeing you here!" he added in friendly, awkward tones, trying to sound casual. But then he realized what he'd said. Of COURSE Draco Sev would be here. HE LIVED HERE. "I-- I-- I mean--y'know… you obviously live here… I mean--y'know--at the door… opening it… for me?" he tried to explain himself, a rush of blood coming up to colour the back of his neck and his ears as he felt embarrassment shower over him.
He'd JUST gotten here and he was already making a fool himself.
Luckily for Braeden, though, an almost veela-like girl with short blonde hair and the brightest smile he had ever seen appeared on the scene. It was, of course, Emma.
Braeden lost his voice as the girl took her brother's place, standing there looking as beautiful and flawless as the Gryffindork had always remembered her. Amazing how after being with her for the past three or four years (it's been so long ALREADY?!), the girl never ceased to leave her goofy boyfriend absolutely breathless each time he saw her. She just kept getting more and more beautiful with age. For a brief second, as he stared at her like a lovestruck fool, Braeden remembered the first time he'd met her - she had only been thirteen! A
baby, for Merlin's sake! Nothing more than a sweet little girl. But now… she was seventeen now. She was still very much a girl, but she was also a young woman. Braeden could only imagine what she'd become in just a few more years. She'd be the most flawless twenty-something year old.
ANYWAY.
After remembering that he had a mouth and a tongue and vocal chords, Braeden snapped himself back to reality.
His girlfriend had just arrived and he'd just spent the last five minutes staring at her without even blinking. It was PROBABLY time he said hello, eh?
"Em--Emma," he stuttered out clumsily, one of those trademark lopsided smiles on his face. "I… Hi…" Real smooth, Stonem.
Emma went on to mention something about brooms and his bike, but in all honesty the boy wasn't really even listening. He just couldn't take his eyes off her, it was like the rest of the world blurred and he lost all other senses save the sense of sight, which he had entirely focused on her.
Braeden had pretty much been stupified. At this point it was probably wise to just take his hand and lead him along because he'd pretty much forgotten how to do anything on his own. That's what love does to ya.