It was stormy night, and Emma was lying in her bed fast asleep. Dreaming about the future and what it holds. Dreaming about her mother, and wishing she was still alive.

She suddenly woke up, because in her dreams someone visited her... And that someone was no other but Voldemort. When will he come back? When will they meet? All those questions running trough her mind, but one was bigger than others...

Why does she feel this weird connection between them? Is it because he killed her mother? Or is it something else? She had no idea how soon she will find an answer to that question.

She quickly shoke her head, leaving all those questions unanswered. She got up and headed to the bathroom. It was 5am, to early for anyone to wake up.

She took a quick bath and brushed her teeth. With a flick of her wand her hair was dry. She went out of her bathroom in nothing but a towel to find someone sitting on her bed. She gasped.

"Draco, what are you doing here?" she whisper-shouted. "Well I couldn't sleep, so I came here. I know you have problems with sleeping too." he answered, but when he looked at her his cheeks became bright red color.

She was standing there in nothing but a towel, looking as gorgeous as ever. Her silky hair nicely fell over her shoulders.

He quickly looked away.

"Give me a sec." she said going to her wardrobe and picking out what she would wear. She decided on black leggings, baby pink oversized jumper and white flats.

She went to bathroom to dress herself. When she was finished and satisfied she went back to her bedroom.

When she saw that Draco was still there, she lied down next to him.

They didn't talk for good couple of minutes, until Draco broke of the silence.

"Where do you keep disappearing all the time? You, me and the boys hardly hang out anymore." he asked but Emma stayed quite.

She didn't know what to answer. She had to practice with Dumbledore, go in woods with Hagrid, or alone and now she had to brew that potion with Snape. Don't get her wrong, she liked going to woods and meeting animals, she liked being with Snape because, even if he is arrogant and hates almost everyone, it's fun to be around him if you're not on his bad side. She even liked going to practice with Dumbledore, because no matter how difficult and painful it was, it was also fun and for her good.

She didn't even think that she's not hanging out with her friends like she used to, the more she thinks about it, she doesn't even know when the four of them had day together, just laughing and having a good time when they still can... She doesn't spend time with Ethan or the pack anymore.S he doesn't even know when was the last time she saw Harry, Ron Hermione or the twins. And Olivia? She totally forgot about that small spider.

"It's just..." she started but couldn't think what to say. She would love to say all the things that keep bothering her... But she can't.

She sighed. "How about we go to Hogsmade next weekend? Just you, me and the boys?" she asked. Draco smiled and looked into her eyes. "That would be great."

***

They were at Great Hall having breakfast. And with they i mean Draco, Emma, Billy and Blaise. Laughing, daring each other and just having a good time. Emma told them that she would go with them to Hogsmade next weekend and they agreed. She also apologized about not being there with them, but they just said that she doesn't need to apologize.

***

It was almost end of the day , and this was Emma's one of best ones. She hang out with her friends, talked to Harry, pranked with twins and had time to visit Buckbeak with Hagrid.

Now she was sitting on grass, little further than Womping Willow. All alone, not thinking about anything, just enjoying.

She heard a low growl and looked at the spot it came from. It was a black dog. But when he saw who it was he just sat there not doing anything but being all cute.

Emma chuckled. "Come here." she said and the dog slowly and carefully came to her. She smiled.

The dog barked "this flees are killing me." "Let me help you then." Emma said and with a flick of her wand and a simple word  the flees vanished.

"Thank you." the dog barked, "You're welcome" Emma smiled. "You can understand me?" "Mhm."

Dog lied down. "Aren't you scared being out? With all Sirius Black nonsense?" he asked "Not really. I don't know, but I think Sirius is just misunderstood... I think he is not guilty, ya' know?" Dog nodded, and saw Snape coming this way so he ran away. "What can I do for you Squidward? I meant Snape?" She corrected herself with a chuckle.

"Go to your Common Room take your pajamas and go to Great Hall." he said and with that he left.

Emma did as she was told. Later on she found out Sirius Black was in castle and that they have to sleep in Great Hall. Emma picked random sleeping bag, knowing that she wouldn't be sleeping eather way.

She was just laying down when she heard Professor Snape and Dumbledore talking. She got up and walked to them.

"Professor will I or will I not be doing at my potion tonight?" She asked Professor Snape.

He taught for a little before saying: "Meet me at my office in five minutes." Emma nodded.

***

Five minutes passed and she was entering Snape's office, but not as happy as last few nights.

Snape noticed that. He sighed and asked: "What's wrong?"

"It's just..." Emma sighed "Its just that I'm not with my friends anymore. I don't talk to Harry anymore, or to Ethan. I rarely see my housemates anymore... I have time just for practicing and don't get me wrong all that is fun... But I want to hang out with my friend more...  And all this question..." She stopped thinking he was bored of listening to her. "I'm sorry, I'm probably just blabbering to you, and you think I'm boring..."

"No, not at all..." Snape said and sighed "I know you have lots on your mind lately and you can't tell it to anyone else... So if you need to talk just come to me. Okay?" Snape asked and Emma nodded with a small smile. "Now what questions come to your mind?"

Emma smiled, but it soon vanished. "It's just... I can't stop thinking about what would happen if my mother was still alive... Who is my father? When will Voldemort come back? Will I be ready to fight wendigoes? Am I good enough "queen" to the forest?" She explained, but not telling Snape questions that she wants to know the answer to most... Why does she feel connection to Voldemort?

"You know to all those questions you will find an answer in near future, and will you be good enough Queen to the forest?" Snape explained

"You already are."