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SPOILER!!: Quote:
Originally Posted by Gryffindoll 
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.
Fancy seeing you here? Draco Sev raised an eyebrow at the Gryffindork's words. He chuckled. The Gryffindor amused him. He loved seeing Braeden squirm for no reason under his withering glances. Heh. "Where else did you expect me to be honestly? Correct. 5 points to Gryffindor," he added, intimidating one of the many male Professors at Hogwarts as his icy blue eyes stared at Braeden. Perhaps he should have been friendlier to the poor guy who had willingly agreed to stay a week at the Malfoy Manor for the second time? Nope. Draco Sev didn't have to be nice. He was not only a handsome buff Quidditch player with a huge fan club always trailing him but also he was a Malfoy. All in all, he enjoyed to flaunt his status because- let's face it- the Malfoy family were just wicked. They all had good looks, were intelligent, determined, and brilliant Quidditch players. So Draco Sev was used to have things done his way and he wanted to see his little sisters boyfriend squirm.
And before he could freak the Gryffindor out even more, his little sister arrived, pushing him out of the way. He immediately wiped the evil grin on his face replacing it with a friendlier one. "Hello sister, just was welcoming Braeden. Oh and to answer your question Braeden. I'm on a brief break from the Quidditch Pitch since we won the championships the other day," he added, still keeping the grin on his face as he towered behind is sister. The smile quickly turned to a smirk as he places his hands in his pocket and waited a little bit.
Emma shot his brother a strange look as he acted politely to Braeden. She was shocked for the blonde had expected her brother to be a little more intimidating though Emma wasn't fooled by her brother. He was a true Malfoy which meant whenever he was only ever nice when he was up to other things.
Emma hadn't been the only one that had changed. Braeden seemed as if he had gotten taller and older. Older in a good way. But had he changed mentally as well as physically? However, Emma soon found out the answer to that question. The blonde Malfoy continued smiling her same friendly smile as Braeden struggled to find something to say. She chuckled, "Cat got your tongue, Brae?" she asked, with a teasing grin as she tried to help him out from getting more grief from Draco Sev. Emma'a brown eyes watched Braeden carefully- he wasn't speaking. Had he been stupified or something? Had she paralyzed him? No, no. She couldn't have. So, Emma turned to Draco Sev. "So, we'll see you around," she said to Draco Sev before grabbing Brae's hand and, gently, pulling him off to the side by the Quidditch broom closet. He'd thank her later.
Once they were farther away from the front door and closer to the old oak tree was, Emma looked at him, concerned. She clearly thought that her brother had been the one that had petrified him. Her brother was after all one scary man. "Sorry that Draco Sev opened the door, Braeden. I know that he was probably acting like a complete brute. Anyway, how have you been?" she asked, hoping that he was all right.
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