Quote:
Originally Posted by Jake & Tibi
Butter wouldn't melt.
"Hey thuh-there, Mmmmiss," he smiled, bouncing on the balls of his feet, finally releasing Tibi's arm. "I'm Juhhh-juhh-jake. Thhhhis is muh-my bestest friend, Tibi. Tibi duhh-duh-doesn't like ffffflying yuh-yet... buhhh-buh-but he wuhh-wanted to fuhh-fuh-fly. An' an' an' an' an' d'you have any tuhh-tuhhhh-tips on hhhhow to be a guhh-good seeker? And... ssssorry abuh-abuh-about my tuhh-talking," he added, in case the woman thought he was just nervous, not giving any more explanation.
There was a lot of blinking from Emma Greene's part. In the end, she nodded and smiled. "Hey there, Jake," she greeted holding out a free hand, always the hand-shaker. "And Tibi," added the brunette tilting her head at the smallest of the two. "Advice for getting over your fear of flying? There's no other way but to do it. Just do it. Once you're up there you'll know if you're meant to be a Quidditch player or not," concluded Greene and gave Jake's shoulder a hearty thump.
And then another.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Rafe and the COACH
INSERT POSTS HERE
....Emma just...stood there and looked around. Really, what else she was supposed to do? She was not about to
interrupt Coach Cleaver. Instead, she glanced around and caught eye of Drake Warren sitting up there and Colin who had finally decided to arrive. Heh.
Quote:
Originally Posted by
Jason Potter Weasley 
Thank you so much Emma" Jason told her. " If I come back, can I get an autograph for my granfather Ron Weasley?" Jason politely asked her.
Oh. Fan. Smiling, Emma nodded kindly. "Sure," she said a little doubtfully though. Greene thought that Ron Weasley had passed away by now.