A Vial of Trouble PV Closed

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Aurelia wasn’t please to hear that the Ravenclaw wasn’t leaving just yet. It was obvious she was up to something as who would want to sit in the cold potions room of all places?

The Brunette tucked a lose strand of hair that had come free from her braid behind her ear. Emma was venturing into dangerous territory once again when she asked about the potion’s purpose. She was intrigued when Emma mentioned about forgetting her. It made Aurelia wondered if Emma did somehow care just a little. It wasn’t a surprise, Emma had sat in the library and listened to what she had to say about her Brother, or perhaps it was just her scavenging for useful information to use against her in the future.

It wasn’t Emma’s business at all, it was probably due to being a Ravenclaw that she was curious. Aurelia knew herself that the potion was to help her not harm her. To aid her in those painful flashbacks whenever she had an anxiety attack. She, of course, wouldn’t reveal that to Emma, it was something personal.

“It’s not right to jump into conclusions Emma,” Aurelia laughed lightly, tilting her head.

“If that was the case, I’d would have already paid somebody in order to obliterate me and also to save me from all this trouble brewing potions. ” She explained. If Aurelia wanted to erase her memory, she’d have done it in the exact way of paying someone desperate for money. But who crazy enough wanted their memory swiped away with a flick of a wand? Memories were to precious.

“You shouldn’t care to much about me, Emma. I know what I’m doing.” She said the words teasingly, Emma did care after all.

“ You know just well that I don’t fancy quidditch, why would it be one of the factors for erasing my memory? ” Aurelia asked, praying that the conversation would stray away from the current topic. Aurelia actually loved quidditch. It was just her Mother who didn’t think young proper ladies should be involved in such activities. Apparently, Aurelia was considered a young lady and she complied to what her Mother told her but she always envied those girl who could play when she couldn’t do such. She envied Emma for that too.

[font=Bodoni Monotype] Aurelia could feel the frustration rising when the Ravenclaw pushed to topic further. The girl shifted in her seat when Emma mentioned that she planned on ruining the potion. Now that the lid was still on, Aurelia had nothing to worry about but she would later ensure that the girl doesn’t do such.

“I thought you were smart Emma. Hasn’t professor Valtome taught you that it depends on the amount consumed to wipe out a degree of memories. Do you really think that I would chug down this whole vail once I’m done? I don’t plan on forgetting any of my precious memories. I’m responsible in what ever I do, Emma. So like I said, you have nothing to worry about.” The girl said sternly, warning Emma not to press the topic further. It was by far the truth except that she didn’t plan on forgetting anything besides those panic attacks and painful flash backs.

Why did Emma of all people had to be here when she was. It wasn’t a surprise that people had seen her sitting in the stands. She likes to sit there to do her revision actually, the library and study hall sometimes we’re just filled with too many students. But she’d often get distracted.

A smirk formed on her face when Emma ask what she thought would happen when Quidditch season starts. “Gryffindor would kick your butt, obviously.” she chuckled. It wasn’t of her usually to make such jokes, but sometimes she just had to have a little fun.

“Alright, you got me Emma,” Aurelia said sacarstically with a dramatic pout. Then let out an exasperated sigh, she was obviously not going to tell Emma the truth, she’d never trust a two-faced girl like her.

“It just, it’s impossible for me to be on the team that I’d rather not engage in any of their activities.” Aurelia lied, though it pained her to do so, she knew herself that she was an agile beater. One who could dodge those blushers but also one who could give someone a good bruise.

[font=bodoni monotype] Just roughly about twenty minutes more should the potion be done brewing. Then she could add a few punches of the crushed mixture, stir it a few times, pour the contents into a vail and make her way to the great hall. If she was lucky enough there would be some food left, but if she wasn’t, she would just have to do with the snacks in the dormitory.

“Not even a keeper. I’m not strong and agile enough for any of the roles. Neither do I want to be hit by bludgers.” Aurelia frowned as she spoke and looked away. She was lying, but also lying about herself, she hated doing so as it made her look weak. She knew clearly that she could fit a chaser or a beater perfectly. However, her parents would be very disappointed. Conservative they were, it felt as if her parents had been living in the renaissance, or at least her Mother, her Father was more lenient, he had played quidditch when he was younger.

“I assume you’re going to be on Ravenclaw’s team? I wonder what role suits you best.” Aurelia pushed the topic towards the girl. It was now her turn to be the center of attention.

[font=bodoni monotype] Aurelia listener intently about Emma’s history, a girl she hadn’t knew anything much about until now. So she was a half-blood, Aurelia wasn’t blood racist, though she still had her views on those of non-purebloods. Most, most of them weren’t useful for any beneficial political relationships in the future unless they had some muggle companies, which was highly unlikely. At least, the fun with them would only last until they’d graduate.

Aurelia was the only one in the Schütte generation, she had to carry the family’s company in the future. It used to be Raphael’s duty. But since Raphael had passed, the burden was transferred to the current oldest in the generation. However, Aurelia wondered if all her family members knew about her adoption. Her parents obviously knew, but they still didn’t know that Aurelia found that out. Only time would tell what would happen. For now, Aurelia’s duty in school was to make positive relationships with suitable people that would possibly benefit her family. Her maternal family to be specific. The Bezuidenhout, fortunately were more chill people, but were strict on the pureblood marriage ideology.

There wasn’t much she could benefit from Emma, politically and business like speaking. First of all, she never heard much about the Hill last name, it was quite a popular name in the muggle world but not so in the wizarding world. Secondly, Aurelia doubt Emma was interested in anything political. Still, it was sometimes entertaining to interact with her.

“Nothing much really, just...curious...” Aurelia let her last words trailed off a little. Aurelia couldn’t understand why a wizard would want to disgrace their family’s name by marrying a muggleborn. They’d use their heart but forget to use their brains. The Pureblood status would then be forever lost and there was no undoing it. It was interesting to hear about Emma not seeing her Father most of the time. Perhaps he was embarrassed by his own actions, at least Aurelia would be if she ever married a muggle, even if she was the love of her life, she would have disgraced the family that had raised her.

Time had passed quickly, Aurelia lifted the lid of the cauldron. The potion was about done, just a few more steps and it’ll be completed. The girl, removed the cauldron from the stand, hanging from the handle, Aurelia brought it along with a tub of dry ingredients four tables away from where Emma stood. That way she wouldn’t be able to do anything stupid.