Everyone Has Bad Days

What was i doing out here exactly? huh.. not even i knew. i should be studying, doing something useful, productive. But, oh no.. right now i didn't even have a book in hand, how odd. Pushing the entrance door open, i breathed in the fresh air. It felt good to be outside for once, not worrying about anything. I knew that soon i would be swamped with homework, or doing some stupid extra credit homework to make my teacher happy... but for know, i just wanted to breath.

Today I hadn't felt like wearing anything fancy, settling on a dark washed pair of jeans, a white t shirt and my favorite pair of Nike's i usually wore running. The wind picked up and ruffled my dark brown hair slightly, ah. It was good to be out. I hadn't shaved since the night before, so a slight stubble had appeared on my chin and cheeks over night. Rubbing it absent mindedly i made a mental note to shave later.

Deciding to go down to the lake, i took off in that direction. Birds were singing and fluttering about, and my mind instantly ventured to the care of magical creatures assignment i had yet to finish that was still in the dorm room. Sigh. would the assignments ever end? what was i kidding, i would only have one more year and then i would be gone. But where would i go? probably right back here, handing out the assignments instead of doing them.

As my mind wandered, my dark blue eyes drifted to a sudden movement at the edge of the lake. Focusing on it, i noticed a girl who had just picked up a rock. Was she going to throw it? hit herself with it? ha. dont be a fool, i thought as i got closer to her. The first thing i noticed was her femininity. She was so frail boned, so delicate.. that i had to look away for a moment. Deciding on not getting to close, i stood nearly three wand lanks away, then turned to look out at the sunset. Before looking, i noticed she looked troubled.. so, i spoke.


"beautiful night, isnt it?"

i didnt falter my gaze, only looked onward.

The sunset was marvelous. The pink and purples blended with each other, mixing, while orange streaked through the two boldy. Seemingly jealous of the two meshing so well, and so had to destroy the perfect mix. Tearing my gaze away from it, i caught the girl just in time to see her twirling the perfectly ovaled rock in her hands. Her fingers were long and thin, a piano player, maybe? I watched as she hesitated. Was she remembering something? or had she not want to throw the perfect rock into the lake, never to see it again? I wouldn't blame her if she didnt, it had a simple perfection about it, worn smooth by many a year in the lake... But then, with a perfect flick of a slim wrist, it soared through the air. I watched with wonder as it flew, nearly weightless before skipping not once, not twice, but three times before sinking with a light thunk into the sandy depths, or perhaps, a water nympth had taking a fancy to the simple stone and had snagged it before it hit the bottom. Either way, I would never know.

Three little ripples were all that was left on the top of the river to show any evidence that the stone had been anywhere else then where it was now. I then turned my head to the girl, and almost smiled when i saw how bright her face was. She seemed to glow with satisfaction, which was definatly better then the gloomy mood she had been just seconds before. She wove a hand through her long blonde hair. Was it soft? i didnt know, it looked soft, at least... what was i thinking? huh. I figured she had already taken a notice of my being there, until i saw her jump back with a start. I figured she must have been so obsorbed in what she was doing, she hadn't even heard me. She tilted her head to the side, seemingly observing me, before she cleared her throat. She didnt blush or get embarrased about her little start though, and i had to say that was pretty impressive.

She crossed her arms, and then replied 'yes it is.' That was a nice save. My eyes criticed her every move, and when she looked at the sunset again, i couldnt help but do the same. Forgetting i had shoved my hands in my pockets when i had gotten to the edge of the lake, i took one out and absent mindedly rubbed my chin. I'm.. Emmaleah. You can call me Emmy.' I heard her say as i gazed out of the colorful sky. The pink and purple now mixed evenly with the orange now, and i guess he had won his little fit. Was orange a he? what was i thinking, colors didnt even have emotions. I chuckled once at my odd thoughts. Turning to look at her again, i smiled, showing straight pearly white teeth and a deep dimple on my left cheek. "Brady, Brady Slater. Pleasure to meet you Emmy." I took my masculine hand off my chin and extended it out in a friendly manner.

I watched her take me in. When i would have pictured this in my head any other day, i would have thought this awkward, the silence.. but oddly, it wasn't. The quiet was nice, and honestly, refreshing. These night were rare for me, and it was even rarer that i didn't have a book or something to study in hand... was it a sign that i shouldn't focus all my free time to do better in school? impossible. My fathers words rang in my head.. Born a Slater, always a Slater. and Slaters equal success, and so success will come naturally, my boy.. if you work for it.. well, he had worked his ass off for seventeen years, and for what? an A on a paper, a 'your a fine young man' from teachers, but really.. nothing else. Was school and success really that important? The question loomed in the back of my mind like a ghost. Wow.. i really needed to get out more..

I was nearly lost in my head again, when the gaze of her moss green eyes snapped me back to reality. They really were quite stunning, if i did say so myself. Her smile was effortless, but perfect in a simple kind of way, it contrasted against her pretty features. She uncrossed her arms to my relief, as i was starting to think if she didn't want company. My hand seemed to engulf her small dainty hand, and i had to chuckle at the size difference. Really, my hand wasn't all that big, but she was so small i felt like a giant. I felt the familiar firm squeeze that always accompanied a handshake, and then i let my hand drop after a few seconds, as she did the same. She seemed formal, maybe a little clipped with her words, but hadn't i been the same? I had to smile at her next words. It was a surprise, don't get me wrong.. as i wasn't used to compliments coming from someone i had barely met, but oddly.. it felt like i had known her for longer then just a few brief moments under a striking sunset. Dont get me wrong, i wasn't the guy to ask about the whole romance thing, never have been. How did some guys think it was ok to use girl after girl like they were merrily checker board peaces, helping them make there move until they get kinged? I despised men like that, i really did.

"well, thank you." i blushed slightly, but i didn't think she could see as the sky was steadily getting darker. "i see you skip rocks in your free time?" I smiled my same smile, which i had been told was a little crooked, slanting down on the left side.. or was it because of my dimple? since i only had one on that side? hadn't a answer to that one either, which was strange. This whole night seemed to be new for me. Raising an eyebrow, i looked down at the grass. It felt weird just standing there, by the lake in the dark. So, i knelt down, and felt the lush green blades. They didn't seem wet, or damp in any way. Putting the pressure on that hand, i sat down and knelt back on my elbows. The night was a little warm, and the col ground felt good on my back. I gazed out at the sunset one more time, noticing that the sunset was now disappearing and stars were starting to dot the sky.

I had to admit, all of this was a first for me. I wasnt usually the real talkitive type. Yeah, i loved people and so i was quite social, but in a sense where i wouldnt just randomly go up to someone and start talking. I was more weighed down with other worries, other problems.. most concerning my high expectation parents always wanting the best from me, no matter how much pressure that put on me. I had always loved school, it was fascinating to me the endless possibilities of education, but my parents had somewhat ruined the experience for me, rubbing me so hard into the ground by there wants and needs for me that my own feelings no longer mattered to them. But being here, having no worries at the moment or things i needed to be thinking about, i could truelly be myself.. which was odd. Did i even know what myself really was?

I heard her reply to my comment, and then saw that pretty little smile spread easily across her features. It was dark, and i could barely see the outline of her features, as she stood above me. But i could hear her voice, and it seemed to have a teasing hint to it. i could feel her eyes staring at me, as i stared back at her. I could see her dark siloutte move, and then sit next to me. I could see her easier now, and her stunning eyes were teasing. I watched her cross her slender legs and her blond hair fall down her back. I laughed at her last question. Most were intimidated by Slytherins, couldnt say i blamed them as they tended to be somewhat stuck up.. but, then there were the seldom few who were just.. different. I sighed. she would probably make assumptions when she found out what house i was in, but i decided to just go ahead and tell her. "Slytherin. you?"

The conversation as soon beginning to turn ackward, and i figured i should start talking soon. I squinted my eyes as she said a spell that knew well, lighting up the small area between us. It was wierd.. the saying only two poeple in the world when i first saw you popped into my head. Really, when i had met her, there where only the two of us, nobody to wonder what we were up to, no one to see us... My eyes quickly adjusted and i saw her soon becoming familiar features in the low lit light. The light illuminated her feminine features, making me almost want to reach out and touch them with a hand. I looked away, a little embarrased at the thoughts running through my head.. i wasnt usually like this, not at all.

She? a slytherin as well? A smile spread quickly over my face, showing all my teeth as it reached my eyes, they twinkled with amusement. "the pleasure is all mine." I said with mock manners. I almost raised my eyebrow as she said the but.. but i replied anyways. "seventh, well.. i will be as soon as the term ends." My eyes searched her face, as she finished what she was saying. "oh.. so your sixteen?" my face looked slightly confused, but then i smiled. At least she wasn't fifteen, that would have been a little weird. But sixteen wasnt bad, not bad at all. "i'm eighteen, nineteen in march." My smile stayed. This was so amazing. i had never felt so comfortable with anyone, and i soon felt like i could tell her anything.. which i had never been able to do that before. "so, tell me about yourself"

It seemed like i couldnt stop smiling, but it wasnt one of those annoying type of smiling, it was just.. natural. "the first, actually." Everyone thought it was wierd being born on the first of a month, but i had gotten pretty used to it, after all i had had nearly eighteen years to get used to it. Emaleagh Rose Montague.. i kind of had an urge to say it over and over again, cement it in my head. But, of course i didnt. I watch her take a index finger and tap it on her lip lightly, and i had to admit, it was kind of hot in a innocent kind of way. I hid my suprise about her being muggle born, as i was good at hiding my feelings and emotions pretty well.

What would my father say? if he only knew that i was starting to really like a muggle born... I could already put words into my head that he would say.. I nearly laughed at the idea of bringing her home to meet the family.. yikes, what a great time that would be. I had to say, it was quite tempting...

I smiled as she finished. "oh, dont worry, i have plenty of other things i would like to ask, but they can come later." I winked at her, then noticed she had gotten a little closer. Was she wearing perfume? she smelt good, whatever it was.. and it made me want to lean closer, but i resisted the urge. "hmmm.. what about plain old brady slater..." I looked up at the moon for am moment, rubbing my pointer finger against my chin for a moment before continuing. "well, I hate the cold too, when i actually do have time, i like to party, most of my days are filled with studying, but you'll probably figure that out.." I breathed out quickly before continuing. "and im always trying to make my parents happy, even though most of the time i dont. oh, and i want to teach when i leave here." I picked some grass, not meeting her gaze for a minute, then looked intensely into her eyes, not really smiling anymore. "not that great, right?" I leaned forward a little, a wand lengths away from her pretty little face.

I watched as she tilted her head to the side, and ehr blonde hair fell slightly over her shoulder. I smiled, and i could feel my dimple digging into my left cheek. "so, we'll see each other after this?" I raised an eyebrow teasingly. She seemed to love to play around, and i liked that.. it meant she wasnt uptight. I quite picking grass, and noticed my hand was only a few inches away from hers. If i barely moved it, i would be touching it. I wondered quickly what she would do if i grabbed it, or weaved my fingers through her dainty ones.. would she object? it seemed by the personality she had shown so far that she wouldnt, but really, we had just met, so i wasnt going to make any sort of move.. yet.

When she asked what i wanted to teach, i felt a softness in her voice that hadnt been there before. It made me give a small crooked grin, and my eyes softened. "Arithmancy.. Its always been fascinating to me, and i figured i might as well teach it. I like kids, so i wouldnt mind being around them all day, and i like teaching, so i dont know.. just seemed logical." It was true, kids seemed to gravitate to mw, always wanting to play or have him do something with me. I could get a baby to quite crying in a matter of minutes, i just figured it was a gift i was born with.

It was hard for me to just sit there, and not do anything, being so close to her.. but i managed. I moved, feeling a little uncomfortable. Sitting up, i realised my hand had slid over the few minutes, and my pointer finger had overlaped hers. Moving it over, i muttered a sorry and tried to laugh it off. Hoping she wouldnt get all flustered and freak out or something, i rubbed the back of my neck with my other hand. I definatly didnt know what to do in these situations. Yes, i had had girlfriends, but never one that i had felt this connected with right away. I looked at her, wondering if she would be upset. It wasnt that I was prude, a touch of the hand wasnt really a big deal to me.. and i definatly wasnt a virgin by any means, i just didnt want her to feel uncomfortable in any way.

I smiled at her carefree laugh as the little light we had flickered shadows across her face. I was quite pleased with her compliment, but i figured she probably was just saying that. No one ever really meant what they said in times like this, but it seemed different at this moment, so who really ever knew for sure. I didnt cetch the bite to the lip or the wink, but soon i felt a slighter warmer feeling then that of just the ground. Moving my hand away, i still felt a tingling sensation where our skin had just been. Did it always feel this way? boy, was i out of all the answers tonight.

I felt relieved at her answer, and i was glad she wasnt freaking out. I heard her last comment, and then watched with fascination as her hand slowly slid over, and covered mine. The tingling feeling was there all over again. I smiled softly, and my eyes slowly looked into hers. Her knees where now up to her chest, and a almost playfull smile spilled over her pretty features. Taking my other hand, i slowly lifted it and trailed it from her temple and then down the side of her face. My mouth was slightly open, and i leaned forward a bit. My hand seemed to be on fire, but i didnt want to stop touching her, definatly not anytime soon. At last my forefinger and thumb rested lightly on her cute little chin. "your quite stunning, you know." I said as i paused, and took a breath. I leaned forward until our noses where touching. Breathing her almost flowery scent in, I kissed her lips once softly. They fit together perfectly, like they were made for each other. Pulling away, i smiled and waited for what he reaction would be.

The more i was around her, the easier I was beginning to know what she would do. I figured she wouldnt mind, as she really didnt seem the type to care. I weaved my other hand through her fingers, and kept my thumb on her chin. I knew at that moment that i would be seeing her more then just tonight. Testosterone seemed to flow through me like coffee, and it warmed me from the inside out.. or was it just her touch that seemed to do that?

I hadn't noticed, before i kissed her the bright red flush of her cheeks, but as i pulled away, the light from the wand made it visible.. just for a moment before it was dark again. Was it because she didn't want me to do it? or was it merely in enjoyment? i hoped it was the second one, but i couldn't ever really be sure. Why i was second guessing myself tonight was question even i couldn't figure out, as usually i was positive and sure in my actions. I noticed that it took her a moment to recover after our kiss, even though it was a very small two second one. I couldn't believe i had actually done it, as usually i wasn't a huge horn dog.. but well, what could i say. I smiled as she bit her lip, which was beginning to be one of my favorite things she did, and i had a very odd urge to bite her lip.. ok, this was starting to fry my brain.

My lips felt almost numb, and i licked them lightly, trying to get some feeling back into them. "not at all." i said teasingly, giving her a small wink. I felt her give my hand a squeeze, and wondered what she was going to do next. Then i watched her move the wand and close the distance between us, the little flicker of warmth emanating from her body now joined with the warmth coming off mine. Was this what it was like to really like someone? i tried to think of the last time i had had a relationship, then painfully remembered last year, when i had been with Lainey. It was amazing in the beginning, the perfect relationship. But once the fairytale coating had worn off, it was anything but that. you found out every little thing that annoyed you about that person, and soon you weren't feeling anything. I looked at her, wondering if it could ever get that way. This seemed like a almost hesitant/confident mood to it. Hesitation, because neither of us knew what the boundaries were, but wanting to test them. push them until they were no more, but then not wanting them to snap, as everything would be lost if that were to happen. But her personality had seemed to make both of us confident, bold enough. I just hoped this wasn't the beginning of the fairytale feeling. i didn't think i could bare if this relationship ended just as horribly as that one had.

The smile returned to my face again, and i wrapped my arm around her shoulders.She seemed so small, i could wrap her up it seemed, and she could disappear forever. I figured that would be enough to answer her question. It was fully dark now, and i could barely make out the outline of her face in the midst of lack ink. "are you cold?" I forgot she wasn't wearing that many clothes, and i wasn't one to get cold easily so it didn't bother me at all. Trying to make out her perfect features was hard, but surprisingly i could do it. The strong, high cheek bones, the bright, always searching green eyes, the seemingly always teasing grin.. This was the Emmaleagh montague i had grown to know in just a few hours, and i never wanted to let her go. The rational part of my mind was telling me that truthfully, i didn't know anything about her. What was her favorite color? food? I hadn't a clue. How was i supposed to cool her something when i didn't even know what she liked? Were they moving way to fast? were the even moving at all? how did i know that she even wanted a relationship? how did i know i wanted one? the fearful questions were popping into my head, and i couldn't stop them. Past heart aches were making me skeptical. If only i knew what was going on inside her pretty little head.

I felt the movement of her arm wrap around my waist, and then the other on my stomach. Was this how it was supposed to be all the time? I sighed as her head landed on my chest. The inky darkness seemed to swallow us whole. Thoughts seemed to buzz through my mind without warning. Would we see each other again? could this be real, a every day thing? or would she simply vanish after this amazing evening, and i would never see her beautiful face again? I knew i had just met her tonight, but wasnt there someone you just knew you had to be with out there? what if i had just gotten lucky, and stumbled upon her by chance?

Leaning back, i rested one elbow on the ground then took my other hand and played with her blond hair, It was soft as it fell through my fingers. Clearing my throat, i looked up at the stars. "so, Em. whats going to happen? are we going to keep doing this, or... are you just going to vanish?" I couldnt stop the words before they ran out of my mouth in a rush. I regretted them as soon as i said them. I guess i was scared, scared that I would wake up from this dream and she would have just been a figment of my imagination. Something my mind had made to taunt me. I watched her hair as it slithered through my fingers. It certainly seemed real.. i just hoped she was to.

I turned my icy blue eyes away from the stars and back on Em. I waited for her to speak, and when she finished, i was a little relieved. Her voice was soft, like she was worried, and i felt like i needed to protect her.. from what? i didnt know. "I feel.." I wrinkled my eyebrows as i watched my hand play with her hair, trying to find the right words to fill in all the questions. "a weird connection with you. I feel like i want to spend every second with you.. i feel scared though." My mouth turned into a scowl. "I dont know anything about you really, i dont know your favorite foods, what you sleep in, how you usually do your hair, hell.. i dont even know your parents names." I laughed lightly, but it had no feeling in it. "I dont want this to stop, not ever. But I dont want to ruin this, this.. whatever we have."

I watched my fingers for a moment longer then looked into her face, letting my full stare linger a moment, hoping she would read me like a open book. To many things were a mystery at this moment, and i still hadnt answered all the questions. I hoped I hadnt just babbled and scared her at the intensity of my feelings, but i wasnt one to beat around the bush.. i liked to get straight to the point and not waste time.

I wondered what she was feeling, but couldnt read anything from her facial features. My eyes felt worried, and probably looked like it. My mom always told me my face was an open book. I used to hate it, not being able to hide anything. But now, i was grateful. I hoped it said everything i couldnt...

i watched her closely as she took what i said in. I couldnt really see her facial expression, so i waited for what she would say instead. I was tense, my heart seemed to flutter inside my chest like a butterfly in a jar, trying to escape. I felt the warmth of her hand as it slid easily between my fingers, and i knew that was some sort of an answer. I sighed in relief, and sqweezed it a little.

All we needed was time.. it was such a relief to hear the words come out of her mouth. A small, tentative smile grew on my face. I felt the sqweeze on my hand, and then i had to lean forward a little to cetch the last part of her sentence. I watched her look up at me then, and felt like i needed to comfort her a little.. at least give her the answer she so desperatly needed. "yes. yes i am."

Her smile returned, and i nodded. I felt like whatever she wanted, i would give her. Ill laso the moon for you.. i thought for a second and then laughed. Her last and final comment made my breath cetch, and in one swift movement, i wasnt thinking, just acting on instinct. Moving my hand along her thigh i gently tucked her underneath me, but i was still supporting my own weight. Taking my other hand, i cradled her head, and whispered in her ear. "I want you." I said with a smile before i gently kissed her forehead and waited for what she would do.