Don't Be Afraid of the Dark

Don't Be Afraid of the Dark

Emmett Edwards
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September 14th, 2014, 5:45 am #1

Dinner had just ended and students were filing out of the Great Hall slowly, sometimes solo and sometimes in small groups. Most made their way back to their common rooms, many taking their time as there was no rush to be anywhere.
Emmett was one of the last students filing out, taking time with the remainder of his pumpkin juice. He didn't usually drink Hogwarts' Favourite Drink, but he hadn't paid too much attention to his meal, between stealing glances to the Slytherin table where the only two people he actually cared to sit with were sitting. He hated the stupid house tables. There weren't any Gryffindors he really wanted to speak to. Sure, there was Liam, but he was always with his trio of mates and Emmett just couldn't stand to sit with them for long. He sat near them, but ate alone, if that could be considered possible, providing few comments to conversation.

When he finally finished his drink, he pulled himself up from the long bench and exited the Great Hall. The Entrance Hall outside was its usual after-dinner clutter of those students who couldn't seem to figure out where their common rooms were, as if filling their stomachs seemed to empty their minds. Emmett rolled his eyes at a cluster of chattering girls from every house, it seemed, and veered around them, not wanting to have to be subjected to their high-pitched gossip. He'd heard enough boring talk at dinner. It seemed ever since he'd made his decision to join the Death Eaters - with the help of his sister and also Caleb Avery, although from the latter not intentionally - he had less patience with people. Maybe it was because he no longer had to pretend to someone he wasn't. Oddly enough, it had been someone he'd thought to be an enemy of his to show him that.

Things were changing for Emmett. He was losing people he never thought he would, and gaining people he never imagined he'd want. Pieces were falling into place, and he didn't hate any of it. Of course, his decision was not yet set in stone and not all of the pieces were in place, but things were well on their way. He liked where his future was headed, and for once he could actually say that. He'd taken the first step in the right direction and had one foot in the door. But before he let himself walk all the way through the door, he had to tie up some loose ends. And then it would be easy going. Nothing and no one would stand in his way.

Emmett stopped walking suddenly when fellow Gryffindor Oxford Langley stepped in front of him from out of no where. There was a redness in the seventh year's face that made Emmett think he'd just been outside, as there was still a chill in the air. Come to think of it, Emmett hadn't seen Langley at dinner. Likely he'd been visiting their mutual friend, Icarus Thorne. Although where Emmett now stood with Icarus was likely in a place that could no longer hold the two of them. Funny, how two people in the same house could share the same friend and yet hardly ever speak a word to each other.
"Get out of my way, Langley," Emmett sighed. He didn't know what the hell the seventh year wanted, but Emmett just wanted to go to his dorm and crash for a while. Maybe coax Liam away from his boneheaded friends for a little romp in the sack.

"Don't talk to me like that, Edwards," Ox snarled. Emmett wasn't sure he'd ever seen the older boy look so... pissed. The guy was usually rather smiley, especially around girls. It was kind of gross, how often he hit on them. At least it was amusing to watch when they shut him down. Emmett just wished that sometimes they'd slap him instead of laugh when they did it. That just seemed to egg Langley on even more.

Emmett stared at Langley and ran a hand through his hair. "I'll talk to you however the hell I want to, Oxford," he said, using Langley's first name - one no one was apparently allowed to call him by for some stupid reason. It was just a name.

Langley seemed to breathe like an angry bull, but he also seemed like he had no idea what he was going to do next. This made it difficult for Emmett to predict what was going to happen next. And so when he found himself pinned to the ground under the guy, he blinked up at the seventh year in complete and utter shock.
"Are you fucking insane?" he asked the guy, trying to get up. But Langley wasn't letting him. "Get off me!"

"Are you fucking serious?" Ox shouted in his face, an actual look of questioning in his eyes, as if his question wasn't rhetorical. Emmett didn't answer. He had no idea what the hell was even going on or why Langley couldn't just ask him this like a normal human being instead of pinning him to the floor like some perverted psychopath. "Ditching Icarus just because you've got some new ..." He paused, seeming to struggle with finding the right words. Godric, Emmett really needed a cigarette. "Slut bag," was Langley's choice of words. Langley flinched, seeming to regret them immediately, and shook his head. Was he having some sort of aneurysm? Emmett gaped up at him.
"Icarus is a great friend, but you're perfectly pleased with slapping him across the face and ditching him for the next new toy, huh? So fucking is more important than friendship?" Ox was raging.
Oh, so this is what this was about.

"Get off me, you oaf. I apologised," Emmett said, irritated. How was this even happening? Why had no one stepped in to help him? Maybe they were all just as shocked as he was. If only he could reach his wand... but it was upstairs. He didn't need one to eat dinner.

"That's not good enough! You hurt him, you dick! How could you do that?" Langley accused. Were those tears in his eyes? "After all he's been through? You're supposed to be a good friend to him, but instead you just left him out to dry! He's been nothing but good to you!" Oxford paused, seeming to come to a conclusion within himself. His features were pained, but his eyes were on fire with rage. Emmett admittedly felt a bit freaked.

"He'll get over it," Emmett said, rolling his eyes. He learned it was the wrong thing to say when he felt Langley's fist connect to his jaw. And then again. Emmett blinked, his vision going dark and then light again. The oaf hit hard. But with Langley busy hitting him over and over again, Emmett was able to lift his arms to protect his face from further punches, but that didn't stop Langley, who seemed perfectly fine with punching the living shit out Emmett's forearms.
Langley was yelling more things at him, but Emmett was too focused on making sure the seventh year's assault didn't break through Emmett's arm barrier. The dude was livid. It would almost be humorous if, you know, Emmett wasn't the one being assaulted.

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September 14th, 2014, 8:58 pm #2

Isis hadn't been feeling all that sociable as of late. Between students dying and rainy weather, she had taken to lurking, hiding out in places no one would look. She hadn't really wanted to talk to anyone. Her mind was way too occupied with thoughts. Too many will he or won't he questions swirling around in her head. And all of those questions led to some very uncomfortable ones she'd taken to asking herself. Like 'what would I do if Emmett became a Death Eater'?

She kept trying to tell herself that she didn't care. That she wouldn't do anything if he joined. But deep down she knew how big of a lie that was. Emmett was one of her closest friends, if not her closest. And in all honesty, Isis would follow him to the ends of the Earth, without question. He could tell her to run away with him, to take some rocketship to mars and she wouldn't even bat an eye.

After a lot of time spent thinking, she realized that she was finally ready to face Emmett. To stand by and hear whatever he had to say. Of course she would add her two sickles to the mix, she wouldn't be a good friend if she didn't. But still, she was as ready as she supposed she'd ever be. Now all she had to do was find him. Which wasn't all that hard to think about, considering how it was dinner and all. She'd skipped out on dining in the Great Hall with the masses in favor of eating in the kitchens, but that didn't mean she couldn't catch him on his way out. The way the kids swarmed out of the place meant he'd be there for a good while at least.

What she hadn't expected to see was Emmett lying on the ground with an older Gryffindor on top of him. "What the bloody hell is this!?" Pulling out her wand she gave the seventh year she'd just realized she knew a good bat bogey hex. "Go on and get out of here you louse," she warned. "Before I decide to use something really nasty."

She watched as the elder Gryffindor, who had some weird inability to flirt in an appealing way, scurry out and turned her attention back to her friend, who was still laying on the floor. "Well, what was that about?"

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September 15th, 2014, 2:17 am #3

It seemed that carrying a wand around was going to have to be necessary if someone in his own house was going to attack him. And all because Emmett had neglected to visited Icarus in a while. Who the hell did Langley think he was, Icarus' personal bodyguard or something? How about instead of covering Emmett's arms in bruises, Langley left to go putt around Icarus' work? That would certainly seem more beneficial. The guy was acting as if Emmett had literally hurt Icarus. As if Emmett had done something like cheated on the guy. But Icarus and Emmett weren't dating. Seriously, what in the world had gotten into Oxford Langley?

Emmett was seriously beginning to wonder if people were really just going to stand by and watch, or if someone had had the brains to go and get a teacher. Then Langley would get detention and Emmett could go have a much-needed smoke.
But when the weight atop him was finally relieved, it wasn't a teacher who hauled Langley away, it was one of Emmett's favourite people. Actually, it was one of Emmett's favourite people and a brilliantly performed hex. Langley practically leapt off of Emmett's chest and screamed bloody murder as the older Gryffindor's own bogeys grew bat-like wings and chased him out of the Great Hall. Emmett propped himself up on his elbows and watched as a professor reversed the hex and began scolding Langley. He snorted at the look of utter terror on Langley's face, then turned his attention to his saviour.

"Isis," he said, smiling up at her. "So glad to see a friendly face." He felt himself looking around at the witnesses, his eyes searching for a particular someone. When he didn't spot Caleb, he squashed his disappointment. There was no need to hope Caleb Avery had seen Emmett getting beat up, so why feel bummed? Besides, Isis was here, and she was really the only friend Emmett had that he could trust. He now couldn't trust Reiko, and honestly wanted as little to do with her as possible. And from the sound of it, continuing to be friends with Icarus was going to be difficult. But Emmett saw that coming, especially considering his choice of future. Caleb was right; he had to cut out some people from his life. Let the culling begin.

Well, not with Isis. Emmett hoped she'd always be around, because he wasn't sure he could function without her. Isis meant a lot to him, and it would destroy him if she decided to end their friendship because of Emmett's decision.
When she asked what had just happened, Emmett sighed and picked himself up off the floor. He linked his arms with Isis' and led her out of the Great Hall, away from the other students' eyes and ears down a quiet corridor.
"Honestly, I wish I knew," he answered her once they were alone. "The dude just started attacking me, shouting at me about hurting Icarus. I know Icarus is ticked at me, because I've sort of been spending all my time with Liam Jordan, but I didn't think he'd be so upset as to tell his guard dog. Am I really that bad a friend?" he wondered, although Emmett wasn't torn up about it. "I apologised," he added, to help his own case.

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September 22nd, 2014, 2:35 am #4

Isis very much enjoyed helping people. And by people she meant her own close personal friends. She didn't care very much for strangers. Strangers were dirty while her friends, being hers were clean. And therefor they mattered. When a person mattered to Isis she took care of them, always. Emmett Edwards mattered most. More than anyone in the world. Not even her sister was as important to her as he was. Because he knew all of her secrets and could read her like no one else in the world.

"From the looks of it I might just be the friendliest face you've seen all day." She honestly couldn't recall the last time she'd seen him. She'd been too busy with other things and him with his own she supposed. But here they were, reunited and it didn't feel right. She felt a wave of fear and uncertainty hit her when she looked at him. Had he taken the dark mark yet? Was he still neutral? All sorts of questions that could not be answered by anyone but him swirled around her head. Like moths to an uncharacteristically bright flame.

She wondered if he would tell her, if she asked nice enough. Or if he would keep it a secret. Maybe he no longer trusted her like he used to. Times had changed and so did people. Merlin knows enough time had passed by to the point where she hadn't even a clue as to what he'd been filling his time with, or who for that matter.

She arched a brow at him when he linked his arm in hers and began to lead her out of the hall. She hadn't thought this sort of question would be necessary to answer so privately. Then another wave of nerves hit her as she found herself wondering if he'd brought her to such a private place to clue her in on his sudden switch to the dark side.

Still, she knew that no matter what he said, what answer he gave, she would continue to be his friend. He was too important to her to give up. She'd rather join the Death Eaters with him instead; a cause in which she wasn't so entirely against.

She arched a brow again, deadpan. "You hurt Icarus? Holy hell, we've spent too much time apart. Here I am closing myself off from the world because of silly fears and I've missed out on such a significant portion of your life." She sighed, deeply annoyed with herself for acting the way she had.

"Now if you would please clue me in as to what has been happening in your fucking life you these past two months I would greatly appreciate it."

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September 26th, 2014, 11:16 pm #5

Isis spoke the truth: she was the friendliest face he'd seen that day, not counting when he saw Liam that morning after waking up, but that was pretty much a given.
"Like you don't even know," Emmett said, shaking his head as he straightened his robes. He had no idea what had gotten into that Langley guy, but he didn't really want to know. The bloke was crazy. Besides, he didn't want to talk about Oxford Langley or Icarus Thorne. Icarus was a good friend of his, but so was Isis. And Isis wasn't mad at him. Or maybe she was - he couldn't really recall everything Caleb had said about her when they'd had their...talk. In all honesty, he'd much rather focus on repairing his friendship with Isis than with Icarus. Isis wasn't as moody.

He shot her a guilty look. "I didn't hurt him on purpose. It's just, you know. What was I supposed to do? Tell Liam no, I needed to go hang out at his father's Quidditch shop instead of spend time fucking him?" He flinched, realising how bad that still sounded. "About your fears..." he added, tightening his grip on her arm. "I had a chat with Caleb."
He should have told her about his decision, Emmett knew. If anyone deserved to know what he'd been thinking, even over his own sister, it was Isis. They'd made a promise of neutrality together. A pact, almost. And he was breaking it, and he hadn't even talked to her about it. It wasn't just his life he was impacting; it was hers, too.

"I've been a pretty awful friend lately, and not just to Icarus. I get that," he sighed. He glanced down the corridor and at the few portraits that lined them. One was sleeping, but he couldn't be too careful. He didn't want to blab in front of a goddamn painting about his decision to join the Death Eaters. It could really screw him over, and Isis, too. So he pulled her into the nearest classroom, locked and muffliato'd the door, then turned to finally confess to his best friend.
"I'm ninety percent sure I am going to join the Death Eaters," he said, watching her reaction carefully. He knew she'd been worrying, and there was no point in beating around the bush anymore. "I've talked to Melody; she and I have buried the hatchet. It feels good, not to be shutting out my own damned sister from my life anymore. And I think this is what I should've done to begin with. I originally wanted to go Order, remember?" He smirked at that, because now it just seemed to ludicrous. "And then Mel joined the D.E. and I vowed neutrality. But I think this is right for me, Isis. I talked to Caleb about it too, a little, and this is what I want to do. Ninety percent," he added. His decision wouldn't be complete until Isis weighed in. She meant too much for him to just do what he wanted without considering her feelings about it.

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September 27th, 2014, 7:02 am #6

"Given that little debacle, I think I do know." She hadn't seen something like that occur inside the Great Hall in weeks at least. And while a part of her had found it entertaining, she also found it a bit strange as well. "He's very in your face," she observed. "Why do all Gryffindors feel a need to take things to a whole other level?" Of course that question had been mostly rhetorical but she wouldn't mind having Emmett decide to defend himself if he chose to.

"So you hurt him on accident?", she asked stifling a laugh. "By shagging the shop owner's son? Merlin Emmett, you are a fucking peach." She laughed outright this time, she just couldn't help it. "The fruitiest fucking peach I've ever seen in my life." But the laugh immediately faded as soon as his grip on her arm tightened. She'd known those words were coming. "I had a feeling you might've."

They had made a lot of decisions together. Some life changing; others not so much. But one thing had constantly stood the test of time and that was their friendship. He was the only person she felt as if she could constantly depend on. The only person who's decisions so easily factored into her own. And her into his. She wondered if it would end up the same this time around.

"You have been a pretty damned horrible friend. But I haven't been the most amazing one either. So you're going to get off light this time. You're only punishment is a rather tight hug." She enforced her sentiment by giving him the tightest hug she could muster. It felt nice to finally be able to do this. She'd been way too vulnerable before to even risk a hug. But right now, after having done so much thinking, it just felt as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders.

He pulled her into an empty classroom and Isis immediately knew what was coming. She listened patiently, discovering that she was not only completely unsuprised with his words, but not exactly against them either. "I'd been expecting this honestly. You're not that hard to read even when I haven't actually seen you face to face." She smiled at him, remembering their many memories together. Their neutrality pact stood out. It had been the first time they'd made a decision as a unit. And right then she knew it wouldn't be the last.

"I'm going to follow you into this Emmett and not just out of loyalty either." While she had to admit that it had been one of the main things factoring into her decision, the fact that it wasn't quite a cause she was against happened to help as well. She grabbed his hand. "I don't want any Nos from you either, you hear me? This is final. We're Isis and Emmett and if we're our very first pact, well then we're fucking forging this next one together."

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September 29th, 2014, 2:32 am #7

Emmett snorted. "Good point," he said, shaking his head. What a deranged loser that Langley kid was.
"Is it a Gryffindor thing, though?" Emmett wondered, then thought about his roommates and others from his house. They were all pretty hot headed, especially when it came to defending a friend. Emmett much preferred the Slytherin way of doing things. Act cunningly, don't over-react. "Isis, sometimes I think the Sorting Hat fucked up with me. Or maybe the whole Sorting process is fucked up. People change. Am I really a Gryffindor? Does that really define me?" His conversation with Caleb had a little something to do with his ponderings. The house system was actually pretty fucking stupid if you asked Emmett. "Because I don't think it defines me. I define me."

Emmett made a face. "Did you seriously just call me fruity?" he asked, shooting her a distasteful glance. "I resent that statement. I also don't understand how shagging anyone can hurt anyone. I mean, unless you're directly cheating on someone else. But Icarus is or was my friend. So I didn't see him for a few weeks because I was getting a little downstairs action. As my friend, he should be happy for me. You're happy for me, right? I've a bloke to shag. If you were shagging someone, I'd be happy for you. Are you shagging anyone, by the way?" He needed to catch up on her life, too. And what better way than by making a point at the same time?

Emmett smiled as Isis hugged him. "Damn, somehow I forgot that you give such amazing hugs," he said, resting his head lightly against hers as she squeezed the air out of him. "Contricting, but amazing. I'll have to be a horrible friend more often," he joked.

After he'd told her everything, he realised he felt nervous for her reaction. He didn't expect her to hate him or shut him out, but anger was a very possible reaction he wasn't sure he wanted to deal with. Isis could be scary. Imagine if she'd put anger into that hug. She was tiny, but Emmett was pretty sure he'd be a pancake.

It was when Isis said she'd follow him into it that made Emmett sit down. He pulled out a chair and sat down hard as her words sunk into him. Her loyalty was astounding. That she was willing to go against what she'd been determined to do the rest of her life meant a lot to Emmett, and it made him love her all the more.
"I'm not going to say no," Emmett said carefully as she took his hand. He squeezed her hand and held her gaze with his own. "But are you sure about this? Because you don't have to. You can stay neutral in this. I'll make sure nothing happens to you. But if you are sure, well, I promise not to break this pact. I'll be a Death Eater with you until I die. And if being a Death Eater is what kills me, at least it's a decision I made with utmost confidence and for myself and the people I care about. You and Melody, Isis, you're my whole world." He paused, thinking of Caleb for a moment. Caleb was his friend. A new friend who he had a connection with. There was the bird thing and the whole really attracted to Caleb thing that they had going on. But to say Caleb was what kept Emmett's word spinning was a bit much. Caleb was in it, but it was Isis and Melody who meant everything to him.
"So we're doing this, then?"

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October 3rd, 2014, 2:13 am #8

Isis shrugged. "Well it isn't a Slytherin thing, that's sure enough." Her kind didn't do things like that. They were more discrete and mature in seeking out their revenge. "Gryffindors could use some discretion," she muttered. Sometimes it was just outright shameful, the sort of things some of the so called lions would do. She stared at him for a second and laughed. "If you and Ezra Snape were in the same year I'd swear the two of you got switched." Now there was a kid that did not belong in Slytherin. And honestly, there were times when she wondered how in hell the boy was still alive. Then there was Emmett who was right there in the exact same boat. "Maybe you started out a Gryffindor but morphed into something else later on?", she mused. "But honestly, I have to agree with you. The sorting process is fucked up, judging us all by how we were at eleven years old. I swear to you that if half of us got resorted almost none of us would end up back in the same house." Well except for her, but that was because she hadn't changed much over the years.

"And what if I did?", she asked him, arching a brow. "Got anything you want to do about it?" She didn't think that what she said had been that horrible of an insult. She'd had plenty of better ones up her sleeves, that was for sure. "But go ahead and resent the statement. Resent whatever you please. But remember this, what you did may not have been done to hurt your friend but it did hurt him. Intentional or unintentional, stipulations and rules matter not in friendships." She had learned that the hard way, having fucked up quite a bit in the past with people she no longer associated with as a result. "No I am not shagging anyone and yes, actually I was a bit offended. You went off and disappeared on me for two whole months Edwards without even an owl to say hello." Of course she resented that. "Still, I could care less who you shag. We're talking now and frankly that's good enough in my book. I'm just forgiving like that I suppose. Which automatically makes me better than your Icarus."

She pulled away from the hug and scolded him momentarily before laughing. "Please don't. I'd rather not be short a best friend for another couple of months."

Isis had seen this coming. And that had been the truth of the matter. She had seen it and prepared for it as such. There was no longer any surprise, just acceptance. He was her best friend and she was prepared to follow him to the edge of the world. For him she would give up every worldly possession she had and just be.

"Emmett Edwards, you are my everything and I mean that in a strictly platonic way. My life doesn't make sense without you in it and I would willingly follow you anywhere. Let me follow you into this because I am sure."

She squeezed his hand a bit more when he made his oath to her. They were really doing this then. Taking the next step into unknown territory. And she had to admit that she was excited. Life had started to become monotonous, it was about time something interesting happened.

"And I vow to keep your world spinning for as long as I possibly can and if I can't be there with you in the end-" Her breath hitched for a second at the thought of losing her best friend and probable platonic soulmate. "If I can't be there with you in the end I promise to remember you until I reach mine."

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October 7th, 2014, 10:31 pm #9

"No, you guys don't just throw punches. You plot and scheme. It's great," he said, much preferring the Slytherin way of doing things to the Gryffindor one. He'd rather avoid direct confrontation when it involved spontaneous fists. He rubbed his jaw where Langley had clocked him good. "Am I bruising?" he asked, tilting his head to the side and jutting out his chin for her to see. "Or swelling? Veela shouldn't swell, but I'm only half so who knows, really?" He'd never exactly been hit before. Not that hard.

"That Ezra kid is weird," he agreed. And so not a Slytherin. "Maybe I did morph into something else. Something darker," he said with a roll of his eyes. Merlin, it was all so cliche. "Or maybe I'm just morphing into a bird," he added with a grin. "My feathers are black now. I'm getting closer, Isis, but I'm not registering." Fuck the Ministry. They didn't need to know his business. Besides, once he joined the Death Eaters like he was planning to, it would be much easier to keep out of the Ministry's and the Order's grasps if he had a secret to protect himself. It was for his own damn safety. And pleasure.

"Yeah, yeah, I know I fucked up with Icarus. He didn't have to take it so personally, though," he said, annoyed. Why were relationships - of any kind - so damn difficult to upkeep? "I was shagging. He should be happy for me. But whatever. If he gets over it, cool. If not, well, cool. It's probably better if he doesn't," he admitted with a sigh. One day soon he'd have to tell Icarus he was joining the Death Eaters. Maybe after so his friend didn't have to waste his time and efforts trying to convince him not to. That was not a conversation Emmett was looking forward to.
"Anyway, I don't want to talk about him. Let's talk about you. You should be shagging someone." Then she wouldn't get mad at him.... hopefully. "Well soon I won't have to send an owl. I'll just send me." Whatever he'll be.
He smiled at her and squeezed her arm lightly. "See, and that's why I love you, Isis. Your forgiving nature. Since I'm such a fuck up and all," he joked. "But you are better than Icarus, I must admit. You didn't send a guard dog after me." And she didn't judge him.

Emmett took Isis' other hand in his and smiled down at her as she told him what he meant in her life and returned his vow with one of her own.
"Isis, we are disgustingly adorable devoted friends, and I love us," he told her. "But you need to stop talking about 'the end', but this, my short, feisty friend, is just the beginning. C'mere," he said, pulling her into another hug and resting his head atop hers. "I couldn't ask for a better friend than you. Nor a better person to do this with." It made his decision to join the Death Eater that much easier, knowing she would be there with him. Always.

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