𝐞𝐦𝐦𝐚.

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                    ❝   i   didn’t   see   anything   !   this   is   just   like   before   ,      exactly   like   before   .      they’re   going   to   find   a   way   to   blame   me   for   something   and   then   they’ll   take   me   off   the   team   for   good      ❞         now   to   any   rational   person   ,      emma   likely   wasn’t   making   a   lick   of   sense   ,      but   even   at   the   best   of   times   emma   wasn’t   that   close   an   acquaintance   with   rationality   .         ❝   i   almost   had   the   snitch   ,      then   there   was   …      something   ?      next   it   was   a   bludger   that   threw   me   into   the   stands   and   off   my   broom   .      i’m   fine   though   ,      there’s   people   worse   off   ,   it’s   nothing   i   haven’t   played   through      ❞

                    ❝      and   the   snitch’s   fucking   gone   too   ,      almost   had   it   when   everything   went   to   shit   .      then   one   of   those   bastards   got   me      ❞         hand   waving   vaguely   in   the   direction   the   bludger   had   just   blasted   off   in   .         ❝      you   and   your   lot   are   lucky      ❞         she   was   still   picking   herself   off   the   ground   when   ned   made   his   way   to   her   side   ,   still   aching   but   still   pushing   through   ,      the   laugh   with   her   last   comment   probably   hadn’t   helped   much   .         ❝      nothing   too   bad   ned   ,      we’ve   both   played   through   matches   with   a   few   things   broken   .      think   once   or   twice   you   were   the   one   that   broke   them   for   me      ❞

                 it’s   with   a   near   frantic   yelp   that   emma   ducks   from   the   bludger   ,      already   having   had   a   much   too   close   encounter   with   one   earlier   that   took   her   off   her   broom   and   left   her   aching   all   over   .         ❝      the   fucks   got   into   them   !      the   fucks   happening   here   !      ❞

                    ❝   am   i   really   the   person   you   need   to   be   having   this   conversation   with   ?      i   mean   just   look   at   us   ,      walking   proof   of   all   that      ❞

                    ❝      huh   ?      ❞         a   little   look   of   confusion   passing   across   emma’s   face   before   she   narrowed   her   eyes   ever   so   slightly   at   the   other   ,      it   sounded   almost   sympathetic   but   emma   knew   better   than   to   trust   lucinda   .         ❝      i’m   not   responsible   for   who’s   at   a   party   ,      i   wasn’t   even   throwing   it   .      i   don’t   get   how   you   —   and   your   bloody   ministry   —   don’t   get   that   ,      bodach   ❞

                    she   hadn’t   really   expected   him   to   stop   ,      really   all   emma   had   expected   from   was   maybe   a   laugh   as   he   brushed   past   certain   he   had   much   better   things   to   do   than   to   stop   and   speak   to   her   ,      certain   he   had   more   important   things   to   be   getting   to   than   to   pay   her   a   compliment   that   had   her   cheeks   taking   on   a   colour   all   too   similar   to   the   tinge   around   her   eyes   .      emma   vanity   lived   up   to   her   name   when   it   came   to   her   own   opinion   of   her   looks   ,      confident   and   sure   of   them   in   a   way   she   never   was   with   anything   else   in   her   life   ,      so   why   did   she   blush   so   when   evan   paid   her   such   a   simple   compliment   ?         ❝   i’m   holding   you   to   that   ,      you   know   .      joke   or   not   its   mine   now      ❞         she   laughed   through   the   flush   and   nodding   a   quick   yes   when   he   asked   her   to   follow   him   ,      clammy   hand   squeezing   his   which   was   still   warm   from   the   cup   of   coffee   as   she   allowed   herself   to   be   pulled   down   unfamiliar   corridors   .         ❝      i   must   be   blessed   then      ❞         smiling   back   with   features   that   had   now   returned   to   their   usual   shade   of   pale   .         ❝      you   get   arrested   at   a   party   one   time   and   they’re   sure   you   know   something   ,      that   or   they’re   still   scraping   the   bottom   of   the   cauldron   to   see   if   there’s   more   to   pin   on   me   that   just   being   there      ❞

                    ❝      but   hot   as   fuck   still   ,      i   could   get   someone   if   i   wanted   still      ❞         but   it   was   a   feeble   claim   ,   part   of   her   knowing   she   was   looking   as   much   a   mess   as   people   kept   claiming   she   was   .      head   slumping   over   and   falling   to   his   shoulder   .      better   than   looking   him   in   the   eye   when   he   had   that   look   about   him   .         ❝   cause   i’m   good   ,   i’m   good   no   matter   what   i   do   .      i   just   want   to   have   fun   ,      live   while   i’m   alive   .      i   don’t   get   why   everyone   has   an   issue   with   that      ❞

                    ❝      i   don’t   plan   to   make   a   repeat   of   it   anytime   soon   you   know   ?      first   time   was   enough   for   me   .   besides   ,   got   myself   a   lawyer   now   if   they   try   any   funny   business      ❞

                    ❝      did   it   ever   occur   to   you   that   i   never   wanted   this   to   begin   with   ?   ❞         she   wasn’t   sure   where   it   came   from   ,      nor   did   she   know   where   the   anger   or   vitriol   with   which   she   spat   the   words   at   ludo   was   born   from   .      but   emma   had   a   feeling   in   her   gut   ,      most   likely   one   that   was   unfounded   ,   that   any   words   from   him   finding   her   in   a   state   like   this   would   be   ones   of   harsh   judgement   .         ❝      i   never   wanted   to   be   a   mess   ?      i’ve   only   ever   wanted   to   feel   alive      ❞         but   it   was   too   late   now   to   change   .

                       ❝      well   i’m   not   suspended   anymore   so   i   count   that   as   being   just   rosy      ❞         and   she   counted   lucinda   as   being   a   right   bitch   .

                    ❝      it’s   all   about   the   intent   ,      innit   ?      like   a   threat’s   a   type   of   promise   if   you   think   about   it   …   promises   aren’t   all   positive   really      ❞         and   a   lot   of   the   promises   that   had   been   made   to   her   over   the   years   had   been   threats   really   ,      weren’t   they   …      she   couldn’t   help   but   ask   herself   as   she   watched   neamhain   flitting   about   the   room   ,      completely   ignoring   lorcan   .         ❝   could   always   see   if   a   scottish   team   would   take   me   ?      i’d   need   to   get   use   to   all   that   rain   again   but   there’d   be   decent   cloud   cover      ❞         speaking   like   any   of   this   was   of   any   consequence   ,      like   she   didn’t   half   expect   herself   not   to   make   it   to   twenty   five   .         ❝      don’t   forget   :      we   got   some   great   pictures   of   me   off   reporters      ❞

                    ❝      didn’t   know   that   could   be   a   part   time   sort   of   a   gig   ,      thought   it   was   never   ending   .   all   those   morals   and   scruples   and   a   stick   wedged   right   up   your   arse   .      but   i   suppose   it   must   be   so   ‘cause   you’ve   always   been   good   craic      ❞         she   teased   ,      turning   her   attention   from   the   scene   in   front   of   her   and   to   frank   .         ❝      ah   that   …   surprised   you’ve   not   seen   me   more   often   .      got   me   in   and   out   like   i’m   on   a   bloody   yoyo   .      they   think   i   know   something   about   that   party   .      you   know   me   frank   ,      you   know   i   know   fuck   all      ❞

                    ❝      a   threat   ?      is   that   a   promise   too   then   ?      i   think   i’d   rather   like   being   this   fucking   hot   forever      ❞         but   even   as   she   said   the   words   the   thought   soured   in   her   mouth   .      young   ,      dumb   and   beautiful   .      that’s   what   she   kept   calling   herself   ,      and   day   by   day   the   likelihood   of   her   ever   becoming   more   than   that   felt   all   the   more   distant   .         ❝      i   think   a   stalker   would   be   quite   flattering   ,      don’t   you   ?      and   if   they   bring   by   shit   like   that   ?      they’re   all   the   more   welcome      ❞