Emilia Clayton

“It won’t get us in trouble if noone knows about it.” The slytherin said with a shrug of his shoulders. “Well like it would start that way, but maybe she would start to actually like me.” 

“Josh..I can help you with words, I’m...I’m not making that potion. It’s not fair and I don’t want to get into trouble. Perhaps you don’t care, but I do.” Emilia insisted. “I wouldn’t want someone to use a love potion on me.” Granted, it would be flattering in a type of creepy way... But besides the point now. “You’re a cute boy, why would you even need a potion?”

Josh raised an eyebrow at her. “I could, I have, but like” Josh couldn’t form words on what he was personally feeling for her. “But like i don’t know what else to do?”

Em laughed and shook her head, moving her hands into her pockets. “Ask her how she’s adjusting here, if she likes it, what’s her favorite subjects..snack.” She tilted her head. “I could give you a list of things rather than a potion that could get us both in trouble...besides, her love wouldn’t even be real..you really want that?”

“Honestly,” The slytherin boy shrugged. “Cause there is this girl, and she’s stunning Emilia but like she’s from Beauxbatons, and I don’t know what else to do to get her attention” 

“Um..” Emilia mumbled, a bit baffled by how hopeless he seemed. The female gryffindor shrugged. “You could always go up to her and say ‘Bonjour’?” 

a Gryffindor

in her fifth year

interested in potions and spells

Emilia hopes to work for the daily profit or ministry of magic someday

a pureblood

a bit mischievous and has a hell of a sweet tooth

Emilia’s class let out and so the brunette found her walking out onto the grass. Her bag was slung over her shoulder and she figured applying some tinted lip balm never hurt anything. She wished Phoebe was around so she could borrow some eyeliner or something, but, this will have to do. She fixed her long hair so it hung artfully over her shoulders and she leaned against one of the picnic tables, awaiting a particularly cute male. 

Moony: Sounds good.

Moony: How can I say no to that?

Moony: yeah. Hey theres mo aspiring. If you take photos and enjoy doing it, you read photographer

Emilia: (:

Moony: exactly, I'd much rather work on my songs

Moony: I'm tired school is hard lol. You?