After Emerald had explained the situation to the dark haired Slytherin, the two had spent hours ,going through every book, magazine and record they could find, trying to spot a mention of a 17 year old practitioner boy ,but they had come up empty every time, Theo could see the anger bubbling up inside Emerald as she slammed yet another useless book down on the pile
"I don't get it" she said angrily "how can there be absolutely nothing?"
Nott looked torn ,on the one hand he wanted to help her out as much as he could even though he could see his chances of finding anything useful had diminished quickly to a strong zero ,on the other he didn't want to fill the stubborn girl with false hope. He sighed
"Maybe we're not looking for the right thing..."he said slowly
"Or maybe I was wrong" she said bluntly "maybe Flint was right ,maybe Athena just got confused"
He looked at her sympathetically and opened his mouth to reply but was cut off before he could
"Mr Nott , Miss Gaunt, aren't you supposed to be in...." Madam Pince pulled out a sheet of paper from on top her stack of books "The new Dark Arts lesson?" She raised an accusing eyebrow "just because he is your Grandfather doesn't mean you can bunk class" she said firmly
"We just lost track of time" the girl muttered before gathering her things "come on Theo this was a waste of time" she strode towards the door with him following her footsteps
"I'm sorry Em I know it wasn't what you were hoping for"
"It's fine" she said offhandley "I had to try though just in case" she told the boy who nodded understandingly
"Come on ,let's go learn about crime" she shot him a small grin before taking off towards the spare classroom
As they reached the door she raised her hand to knock, not that she would have had those sort of manners for any other teacher, but 'I guess I should seeing as he's my Grandfather' she thought to herself
Just before she connected her closed fist with the door ,it swung open to reveal a worried looking Pansy Parkinson ,her face fell even more at the sight of her best friend.
"Err..hi Em..err..class...erm...has been..err cancelled?" Pansy said knowing both Emerald and Nott hadn't believed a word of that, cursing herself for her inability to lie.
"Then why are you and about 12 other students in there?" The other witch deadpanned
"Study group?"
"Nope ,Try again"
" cheerleading?"
"Nope"
"Theo!" She tried to convince him instead "don't you have Quiddich practise with Flint today?"
"Nope" He looked smug "day off after we beat Ravenclaw on Sunday"
"Drat" Pansy sighed knowing she wouldn't be able to distract them "I suppose you were going to find out eventually"
Pansy moved aside and the two Slytherins moved into the room, Emerald sending Pansy a suspicious look before stopping dead in her tracks ,Nott knocking into her back as she stopped in shock
There infront of them on a chair ,sat a very ill looking Blaise Zabini, his face was as white as a sheet and he looked like he could barely keep his eyes open, dark red patches were visible through his white shirt. Her grandfather was stood to the side of him trying to suppress the bleeding.
Malfoy who had been standing at the back leaning against a table widened his eyes at the sight of Emerald. She had ignored him ever since Astoria decided to put on her little display in the breakfast hall
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Glass Houses
Teen Fiction"She's fearless and that makes her more powerful than you could ever imagine"
