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Emma grinned at Orabelle and gave her a quick mock curtsy. Good thing it was dark so hopefully Orabelle couldn't really see what she was doing. Evil smirk. The blonde grinned. "That's good to see your doing well. I'm doing fine. Just dealing with some drama at the moment." she explained, sighing a little. She hated drama, especially when three friends were giving each other the cold shoulder. Sigh. The blonde stared down at her shoes for a brief moment.
Then Orabelle was peering at her, her eyes full of something. Questioning. "I heard a voice, so I came down here to check out if everything was okay." she explained. Suddenly Orabelle stumbled. What shoes was she wearing? Jimmy Choos? High platform heels that she could easily break her ankle when she walked? Emma smirked. It was silly to wear those type of shoes around the campus. And besides, purebloods aren't usually iinterested in Muggle Fashion. Orabelle was an exception.
The blonde saw Orabelle's expression on her face. "So, do you miss your old school, Miss Bellamonte? Can you tell me about Beauxbatons please? I've heard its really nice and my friend Lady Maddie Force attends that school." she explained. Perhaps Miss Fashion knew her?
Orabelle nodded as if listening and looked around. Ugh. Why was this place so...
filthy? And dark. She took out her wand and gave it a slight flick. The tip of it lit up with a muffled lumos. Much better. But that didn't mean that she enjoyed looking around... at rocks. Ugh, horrible, she should've left the lights off.
"Drama?" Orabelle said as she moved one purple sneaker clad foot away from whatever that thing on the ground was.
"What type?" she asked.
She seriously doubted that. Did Miss Malfoy really believe that Orabelle would buy that excuse. EhmaMerlin, like there were some creepy stalkers these days but a Malfoy? That was just terrible.
"I see..." Orabelle said a bit suspiciously. She felt something fall on her head and squealed.
"Ugh, this place is vile!!" Orabelle gasped as she pulled out a tissue to wipe away the offending water droplet that could've been contaminated with Merlin knew what else.
After regaining her composure, she crumpled the tissue up and tossed it to the side.
"I miss it, obviously, it was much nicer than this one of course," she said, gesturing with her glowing wand around the place.
"And it's not jut really nice, it's spectacular there with the most helpful people who knew what fashion was," Orabelle said, glancing at what the Malfoy was wearing. Green. Ugh. House colors, how sad.