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Emmerson was skipping in right behind Kizzy, mostly because she was the best person in the entire world to follow around...and partially because even though the school year was well underway, Emm STILL felt it ABSOLUTELY necessary to make sure everyone knew Kisnay James belonged to her and she would NOT share.
Just, y'know, pay attention everyone.
On the way in, the First Year grabbed an apron and goggles, sticking close to her Gryffindor pal while she fitted them on. Truthfully, it was Kizzy's question that finally made her look up at who the not professor who couldn't give them detention was.
Answer? He was...
G O R G E O U S~
"Kizzy. Kizzy." No further explanation. Emmerson grabbed firm hold of her friend and dragged her along to stand riiiiiight in front of the gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous man. "You have THE most BEAUTIFUL eyes EVER!!! Doesn't he, Kizzy? Huh?" The 11 year old stared up at David Truebridge in awe. "You think he'll marry us??--Both of us, I don't mind sharing if it's y--" GASP!
"Sammy! Oh no, I forgot. I'm a horrible girlfriend--but I don't think he minds sharing either, honest. We can....um...we can all be married, right Kiz?"
R I G H T??????
"Can we touch your face?"
__________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________
______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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