A Lonely Walk (Emily)

[doodle]

Blaize shivered as he fastened up his cloak, the wind was cold and there was a frigid mist hanging around the castle grounds. Typical January weather. The snow left from December was still there, only patches of dead and yellow grass was poking through in patches. Any way you put it, the weather was still miserable. But that wasn't the point, Blaize was trying to find Emily. He had been worried about her, ever since she had gotten raped a bit before the holidays. She had dyed her hair black, worn more makeup and had cut herself for a period of time. He wanted to talk to her today. A passerby might think that it would be unlikely for them to have a good relationship, but they did. Blaize saw a figure in the distant, but the mist made it hard to distinguish any features, he walked closer only to stumble upon...

[weaslebee2]

Emily. She had been throwing stones, trying to skip them,but she had found that she didn't have the skill. Nevertheless, it was satisfying to watch the stones fall down to the bottom of the lake, sinking deeper into that dark abyss... She sighed, but looked up when she heard footsteps. "Hi Blaize," Emily said heavily.

[doodle]

Blaize smiled a bit, although he knew that there was no possible way he would get Emily to smile back at him. It was kind of disturbing. "Hey Ems," said Blaize. "Er, having fun there?" He titled his head toward the rippling water from Emily's last thrown stone. Blaize bit his lip.

[weaslebee2]

Emily rolled her eyes, Blaize was so stupid, but he was her brother. But what she couldn't understand was why nobody would trust her to be alone. She didn't cut anymore, just gave herself welts on the wrist with a rubber band. She didn't really hurt herself anymore. "Yeah Blaize," Emily said sarcastically. "I'm having the time of my life here."

[doodle]

"Hey, it was just a question," said Blaize. Emily wasn't herself. But he knew that his sister was in there somewhere, he just needed to unearth her under all the hatred, sorrow and confusion. And that was a process that would take some time. "Aren't you cold?" asked Blaize, noticing the absence of her cloak.

[weaslebee2]

Emily rolled her eyes again, Blaize was starting to remind her very much of Ronald, that was the least of the things that she wanted. She had come back to Hogwarts to get away from it, not to obtain a substitution. "It's not that cold," said Emily. She felt a tiny bit cold, but not cold enough for her cloak. Her hooded sweatshirt and jeans were enough.

[doodle]

"Nonsense," said Blaize, just now noticing that the air the expelled was freezing, like the steam that was emitted from the Hogwarts Express. He unbuttoned his cloak and threw it over Emily's head, he would much rather be cold than have his sister be. Blaize instantly felt cold, but that didn't matter, he wasn't going to allow Emily to neglect herself.

[weaslebee2]

Emily scowled as Blaize threw his cloak over her head, as if she were some sort of coat hanger. But she had to admit, it was funny in that stupid brother sort of way. She and Blaize had a connection that ordinary siblings didn't, they did share Hermione's womb for nine months... Emily removed the cloak from her head, it had messed up her nicely tousled tresses. "I don't want it," Emily said, throwing the cloak back at Blaize.

[doodle]

Blaize was taken off guard by getting his cloak thrown back at him, he was momentarily tangled inside of it and tripped over it. He fell. Grumbling, he untangled himself from his cloak, then stood. "Really funny, Emily," Blaize said sarcastically, dusting himself off.

[weaslebee2]

Emily snorted, then covered her mouth with her hand. Blaize's moment of clumsiness made her feel that, for a second, they were back when they were too little to go to Hogwarts and they would play together... Before she knew what was happening, Emily was doubled over, laughing so hard that her eyes were tearing and she was getting a stitch in her side. She vaguely wondered why she was so depressed, why the hair blowing in the fierce wind was black... Nothing was wrong at the moment.

[doodle]

Blaize raised his eyebrows, it really wasn't all that funny, but then it hit him like a bag filled with rocks. Emily was laughing. Not just a little bit either, a full-blown laugh that made her sound like a raving lunatic. Not wanting her to stop, Blaize joined in. He didn't mind a joke at his own expense once and a while, especially if it made Emily feel better.

[weaslebee2]

Now it was Emily's turn to fall down to the sand, only not because she stumbled over a cloak. She collapsed to the sand, still laughing hysterically. She felt like a madwoman, but it felt wonderful, to leave all the burden on the ground beside her, if only for a little while. Emily began to wheeze because she was laughing so hard, then she stopped, taking in a few stuttering breaths to steady herself. Then hiccuped.

[doodle]

Blaize ended his laughter with a feeble string of chuckles. Emily had the hiccups now. There, that was all the proof he needed that he had gotten the supposedly depressed Emily to laugh. She was in there, just hidden. It was obvious that his sister didn't want his cloak, so Blaize donned it again. "Knew you were in there somewhere," said Blaize with a smile.