Chapter 9 : Chapter 9: Fudge, Brownies, and half-and-half
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"I don't know. I mean, I know there's a difference, I just don't know exactly what," Lily replied.
"Huh. What about you, Ashley?" I asked, turning my head to look at her. One strand of her hair splayed across the ground tickled my cheek.
"Fudge has more sugar, and brownies have flour."
"Really? Hmmm. Which do you prefer?"
"Fudge," Ashley replied immediately, while Lily thought about it for a second.
"Brownies," she decided.
I nodded. "I prefer brownies, too. I can only handle eating a few bits of fudge at the time."
Ashley laughed, her back lifting a little off the ground. "You, chocolate queen?"
"Yeah. Fudge is different to me. Has a different texture." I defended my chocoholic ways.
"Yep. Why, is that weird?"
"Fudge or brownies?"
Sirius looked up at me. "What is this? Lizzie coming up to me? I'm shocked!" He said dramatically.
I rolled my eyes. "Drama queen. So, fudge or brownies?"
I turned to Potter. "What about you, Potter?"
I nodded. "Agreed."
He looked up from his book. "Hello, Elizabeth."
I smiled. "Hi. Now, fudge or brownies?"
"Brownies," he said immediately.
I grinned. "I completely agree."
I turned to see Michael passing by.
"Michael!" I ran up to him and gave him a kiss.
"Hey," he smiled down at me.
"Fudge or brownies?" I asked him.
"Huh?" He looked confused. Adorably so.
"What do you prefer, fudge or brownies?"
"Fudge," he replied. "Why?"
"I'm doing a survey. Personally, I'm more of a brownies kind of gal." I shrugged.
"How is that survey going?"
"Good. There appears to be more brownie people."
"By how many?"
"Did anyone say anything else?" he asked.
"One person said fudge brownies." I laughed.
"A Hufflepuff named Brook. I told her she had to pick fudge or brownies, so she then decided on brownies."
"So what do you count that toward?" he asked, wrapping an arm around my waist.
"One towards fudge brownies, and brownies in general," I replied, walking along with him.
"Is that allowed?"
"It's my survey; I'll do what I want."
"So, Hogsmeade first?" Michael asked.
I thought about it for a second. "The chocolate would probably be all melted before we finished the day. Let's go later. I want brownies. I blame all the discussion yesterday. How about we go to Scrivenshaft's Quill Shop?" I looked up at him.
He nodded. "Okay."
I grinned, skipping toward it. As I was browsing the quills, I bumped shoulders with someone.
"Oh, sorry!" I said. I looked up to see Remus. "Oh, hi!"
He smiled. "Hello, Elizabeth."
I picked up the neon pink quill. I looked down at it. "I like to be colorful." I explained, hoping he wouldn't judge me for it.
His expression didn't change. "I noticed."
I looked down at my neon pink camisole, flared jeans, and neon green sneakers. "I wonder how," I said sarcastically. "I had to run out of Hogwarts to keep Katie from attacking me and pretty sweaters and make-up."
He chuckled. "I guess you don't like that stuff."
"No. Thank Merlin she didn't attack me with those platform shoes." I made a face. "I'm already clumsy enough, why add to it?"
Remus looked away. "I have to go. See you later."
I nodded. "Bye."
I turned back to the quills, finally deciding on the pink quill and some purple and black ink.
The love of my life. The air to my lungs. And lots of other dramatic mushrooms that I don't really even care that much about. And because I really am that uncreative. I was in Honeydukes and having the time of my life. It helps, you know, to have a hot guy named "Michael" offering to pay for my candy.
Best. Day. Ever.
Until, you know, my long time crush Remus Lupin decided to come in and ruin my day.
Which I know must sound weird.
I have a boyfriend and a crush.
Isn't that like cheating?
And why is that ruining my day?
Well, you see, Remus decided to glare at Michael. Which I really don't get.
"I'll be right back, Michael." I smiled charmingly up at him.
He smiled back and nodded. "Okay."
I tore myself from Sir Hotness and headed over to Remus.
"Why are you glaring at Michael?" No greetings here from me.
"Hello, Elizabeth." Clearly Remus always has to be a gentleman. I hate him!
Okay, no I don't. I adore him. But don't tell Michael that.
I narrowed my eyes at him. "Why are you glaring at Michael?" I repeated.
Remus raised an eyebrow. "Why are you glaring at me?"
Cheeky mushroom cap. "Answer my question."
"Answer mine first."
"But I asked you first!" Remus is clearly bringing out the extremely immature part of me. I despise him.
Remus looked down for a second. "I don't like him."
I snorted. "So? He doesn't like you either. He's not exactly glaring at you, now is he?"
"I still don't like him."
I threw my hands up in frustration. "Get over it!"
"He's a jerk."
I glared at him. "No, he isn't! You are! You're currently being a bigger mushroom cap than Potter himself!"
Remus turned and walked away.
Huffing, I turned to go walk back to Michael.
"POTTER!" I heard Lily screech from outside.
Oh. Mushroom. I had forgotten I had told her about dancing with Potter. She was going to kill him.
"Why the hell did you let me do that?"
I do not want to listen to this.
"Michael, I'm not feeling too good. Can we just head back to the castle?" I asked him tiredly.
He nodded, looking at me slightly worried. "Just let me pay for this first. I'd hate for you to not be able to restock your chocolate because you didn't feel good."
I smiled slightly, thanking him while trying to block out the sound of Lily and Potter fighting.
I took out my brownies and took a bite of one. "Mmmm." I smiled dreamily. Chocolate always made me feel good. Thank Merlin for that phenylethylamine. Also known as the "Love Chemical." Chocolate also triggers the release of endorphins. Cool, huh?
Ashley took one look at me before laughing. "Brownies, eh? I've got fudge." She said, holding up her Honeydukes bag.
I nodded happily. "Brownies are the love of my life," I declared.
"I thought that was Remus." Ashley joked. "He'll be heartbroken."
I glared at her before chucking my empty quill box at her. I stuck out my tongue when it hit her on the head.
"You should be a chaser, Liz. Good aim," Ashley said, tossing out the box before sitting on her bed.
I snorted. "And fall off my broom, leading to my painful death? I don't think so."
"So, anything interesting happen today?" she asked, pulling out a piece of fudge.
I shrugged. "Lily yelled at Potter, per usual. Oh, and Remus and I got into a fight."
Ashley's head shot up. "What about?"
I pretended not to know what she was talking about. "About her and Potter dancing at the Halloween party."
Ashley scowled. "Not Lily and James. You and Remus!"
I blushed. "We got into an argument about Michael."
Ashley's eyes widened. "No way! I knew Remus liked you! Yes!" Ashley got up and started dancing like a maniac. "Yeah!" she yelled.
I raised my eyebrows at her. Well, I guess I couldn't really expect much else from her. She was Ashley Edwards.
"Let me guess!" she sang. "Remus was glaring at Michael!"
It was my turn for my eyes to widen. "How did you know that?"
Ashley grinned and jumped onto her bed. "I'm such a genius! I'm all knowing! I knew it would end up in our favor! I must go tell Katie and Leslie of these developments." She jumped straight off the bed and ran out of the room at full speed.
I heard her yell, "Oh! Sorry! Gotta go!" after a loud crash.
I laughed at my friend. She is completely crazy. Merlin knows why I'm friends with her.
A/N: So, fudge or brownies?
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