Anneliese had told her that this was a very bad idea. Just bad, bad idea Emmeline, bad, but really. They were adults! It wasn't as if she hadn't talked to Ben since their breakup and his return from the muggle world, it wasn't as if he hadn't been around her with the two boyfriends she's had since then (Merlin, she sounded like such a bloody tart--), it wasn't as if she'd actually thought about him in that way in any recent time, it--
Well, she couldn't exactly stop herself from blushing at things he said, that was a natural human body response, she had no control over that.
"That's all right, I'll just take a butterbeer or, whatever you're going to have." Emmeline slid into the chair across from Ben and grinned, pulling off her scarf from around her neck, "How's Hogwarts, Professor? When's your next class?"
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