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[JAMES POTTER]

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[EMMELIA ANALEIGH JAMMISON]

Emmelia Analeigh Jammison was headed back toward the castle after her evening run on the Quidditch Pitch. It was routine for her in a sense to just run after the bustle of Hogwarts died down. It made everything so much more relaxing, shaking away the nerves of the day through her adrenaline. Her long blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail as she walked up the lawn, reaching the large oak doors that begged her entrance back into the Castle.

She paused at the doors allowing her breathing to return to normal. Closing her eyes briefly she breathed in deeply and exhaled slowly, opening her eyes she pulled the hairband out of her hair and shook loose her blonde tendrils. With poise she walked inside the stone walls and made her way to the dungeons. There was homework to do for tomorrow, potions at that...which she knew would already take hours.

Emmelia barely made a sound as she walked through the intricate hall system of Hogwarts. She knew all the little tricks and maneuvers frontwards and backwards, she could find her way to any classroom blindfolded. She tugged a little at her gray tank top so that it was slightly over her jeans, she had ditched her running attire back in the Slytherin Changing Rooms.

At last she made it to the portrait in the dungeons, she stated the password as usual, but instead of the portrait swinging open casually, something else happened quite unexpectedly. As the butterbeer completely doused her from head to toe she stood there in complete shock. The portrait swung open and luckily there were only about ten Slytherins inside laughing at her. Emmelia chuckled a little and shook her head...the person who did this was lucky that she had a sense of humor.

Emmelia turned around and looked down either side of the hallway, just in time to see a robe whip around the corner. Running after it she stopped as soon as she saw who it was. James Potter. Smiling she shook her head, she should've known. "Congratulations, Mr. Potter. I'm actually impressed." She told him ringing some of the beer out of her hair.

[JAMES POTTER]

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[EMMELIA ANALEIGH JAMMISON]

It was a shame that the Potter boy was headboy now. It meant that there would be less entertainment around the halls. Emmelia enjoyed watching the Mauraders pull their pranks on others. It made her day less boring than what it typically was. How James was able to even be headboy astounded her. He always broke the rules, he always pulled stunts like the one she was caught in now, how in the hell did Dumbledore think that James Potter being headboy was a good idea. She was standing there watching him, while she was drenched in butterbeer. She should be embarrassed but that feeling never really occurred to Emmelia before.

"Oh, my apologies. Mister is far to old of a name." Emmelia responded with a slight smile. There were only a very minor few that Emmelia was actually mean and nasty to. Regardless of her views she regarded everyone with just as much respect as any person deserved. She was nice to almost everyone she met, James and her had a couple of classes together, ran into each other in the halls a couple of times and had slight conversation. But then again she was never at the end of his jokes either. "I don't think of you any higher than I do anyone else." She added.

Emmelia chuckled and shook her head ringing out another round of the butterbeer out of her hair. "Why, yes! I am so delighted about this new do that I decided to talk to the first person I ran into about it!" She exclaimed enthusiastically, pulling out her wand and drying herself off. "You will never guess what my secret is, James." She said just above a whisper. Walking closer to him she whispered in his ear, "Butterbeer."

[/i] She smirked a little and walked a down the hall.

"It's quite a shame your in this headboy position, James." Emmelia stated turning back around to face him. "I'm really going to miss this part of you..." James Potter without pranks would be like Sirius Black being serious...they didn't work well.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]