Emmeline Fucking Vance

Name's Emmeline Vance, call me Em. Do not call me Emmie, I'm not a cat nor am five years old. I'm sixteenteen years old, in the Gryffindor house, and take immense pride in being a cynical minx Oh, and I enjoy muggle romance films & Elvis. That will be all. President of the VBC.

[remooses]

[emmelineyourfutureprimeminister]

Looks like you got your bravery back, eh?

[remooses]

Emme, Wait!

[emmelineyourfutureprimeminister]

[remooses]

Who says I wanted to?

[emmelineyourfutureprimeminister]

The look on your face. However, I suppose innocent until proven guilty stands true in this case. I'll be off, and you're free to pretend this episode never occurred.

[remooses]

But………? You??? Why Did you do that?

[emmelineyourfutureprimeminister]

Because you didn't have the courage to do it.

[hismajestyjamespotter-deactivat]

They will never foil the hair. Never. As long as I live. Even afterwards, because I heard somewhere that your hair grows after you die. Not sure if it’s true but fuck it, if anyone’s can it’s MINE. Not to sound too arrogant or anything.

I still can’t believe your mum said that about me. Mrs Vance! Breaking my heart since day one. Thank MERLIN you don’t listen to her. It’d have been a disaster for both of us for one thing and for another, I’ve the chance to change her mind. All is well. Apart from that time,which will never be well and we weren’t going to talk about it, and yes, OKAY, it was awful but IT WAS ONE TIME. It could happen to anybody!

[emmelineyourfutureprimeminister]

You know, there was a rumor floating around that the Snakes were going to dye your hair and Sirius' hair green. Does it really? I never knew that. I know that your nails grow after you die, so the hair thing may very well be true.

 She did! She likes you a great deal, don't you worry. Still think your hair is a bloody mess, though. Yes, well. I was quite set on pissing her off since the beginning, so of course I was going to make you my mate. Oh please, we all know that it's only a matter of time before you pull off that awful rubbish again. And couldn't happen to anyone else! You're the only who fucking wears specs on the team!

[remooses]

[emmelineyourfutureprimeminister]

Oh Merlin's cock, don't pull that.

[hismajestyjamespotter-deactivat]

Hey! It’s true! It’s exactly why the Slytherins have never liked me. Jealous gits.

I’m not sure endearing’s exactly what I want to be called but it’s better than four eyes so I’ll allow it regardless. I’ve overcome the odds to be so good at Quidditch with my eyesight. Since when has it ever been a problem? NEVER! (Except that one time but we don’t talk about that shhh.) 

[emmelineyourfutureprimeminister]

It's the hair. You and Sirius with the hair. They just want one chance to foil the hair.

 You know I say thing with the upmost affection in mind. You're one of my oldest friends. I befriended you even after my mum told me your hair was too untidy, so I clearly took a risk with you. OI! I remember that one time you fucking twat. That was horrible, and you know it.

[remooses]

I think it’s easier to talk, personally. I don’t like just copying answers.

[emmelineyourfutureprimeminister]

You're horrible at this. Just shut up.

[remooses]

Owl it? That’s a waste of energy, Emmeline. It’s not that hard to talk about course work.

[emmelineyourfutureprimeminister]

Well what is that you need to know, Remus? I figured it'd be easier for you this way.

[remooses]

Flirt? Me? Never.

[emmelineyourfutureprimeminister]

Right, of course. I'll have my owl leave you the extra credit Potions work and I'll see you around.

[hismajestyjamespotter-deactivat]

Ah, well, I do sometimes have that effect. It can’t be helped. There’s simply not enough of me to go around.

Doesn’t mean people have to send horrible things about my specs though. Uncalled for really. A pansier man than me might even be upset by it.

[emmelineyourfutureprimeminister]

Yes, yes of course. People are envious that they're unable to become the God that is James Potter. I have to agree with you. If it makes you feel any better, I find your poor vision to be very endearing, except during quidditch matches.

[theladybellatrix]

Vancey Pants

[theladybellatrix]

Of my sort? What the bloody hell does that even mean? Someone better than you in every way possible? Pull your head out of your arse Vance.

[emmelineyourfutureprimeminister]

Aw, have I hit a nerve? Honestly, you used to be harder to anger. You've lost your touch it seems. It's cute how you think you're so much better than everyone else.

[theladybellatrix]

Vancey Pants

Good comeback. As a matter of fact, no, I don’t have anyone else to torture. Be a doll and play along.

[emmelineyourfutureprimeminister]

Mmm, yeah. No thanks. I think I'm above associating myself with people of your sorts. I appreciate the offer though. Very kind of you.

[remooses]

Me too! What a coincidence

[emmelineyourfutureprimeminister]

If you're trying to flirt with me, you're taking a totally wrong approach to it.

[emmelineyourfutureprimeminister]

Shhh. Your idiot is showing.

Takes one to know one, Black. Don't you have anyone else to torture tonight?

[remooses]

Wait! Emmeline, do you have the… uh the potions homework done?

[emmelineyourfutureprimeminister]

... Yes, as a matter of fact I do. Why?

[emmelineyourfutureprimeminister]

nose.

It's on your face.