Falling For You (as cheesy as Emmett is about to be)

[Emmett Beauregard]

AN: Emmett’s been amortentia’d! Bahaha Open to any female (nobody too young though…that’s creepy)

Emmett had had a wonderful birthday. He’d been given everything quidditch related, with the exception of his sister who bought him fudge… something he pretended to like once at some point, and now someone always bought for him.

No matter. He had developed a bit of a sweet tooth after quidditch practice with the Cannons and grabbed the package of fudge on his way out for a walk to wind down. He was feeling rather cheerful, so he devoured the whole thing within seconds – all the while thinking he would have been better off with a pair of new gloves or some new handle wax instead of fudge.

He took a detour through some bushes and… tripped over someone. “What the bloody-“ he started, rolling to a sitting position and dusting his hands off, turning to see… the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen in his whole life… having a picnic or something? The details weren’t important. All that mattered was her. He stopped talking, and his mouth snapped shut as he sat a little straighter.

  

[Kendra Dumbledore]

Kendra was secured in a basket and Albus sat dutifully at his mother’s side as the trio of Dumbledores lounged on a picnic blanket in the park. Aberforth had broken a vase earlier that morning and had not been allowed to join his mother and siblings in visiting a school friend of Kendra’s, but with the visit now seen to, the witch had decided her other children were in need of a bit of magical air before they returned home to her sister-in-law’s scowl.

As Albus played with a toy hippogriff they had purchased earlier from Denbright’s Emporium, Kendra softly rattled off the names of all the nearby plants to the baby in an uncharacteristically motherly moment. It was a lovely picture of an afternoon—that is, until a young man tripped over her (ouch!) and had the gall to use foul language in front of the children.

“Excuse me?” she asked sharply, eyes narrowed at the intruder. He did not look like a vagabond, but Kendra was more than prepared to dispatch him if he turned out to be a wolf in (vulgar) sheep’s clothing.

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[Emmett Beauregard]

XD omg hahaha

Emmett blinked blearily at the beautiful creature before him. It was like...it was like he'd been asleep his whole life and now, only now was he awake! Or something. His brain was already running through many different scenarios of how this could play out. Play it smooth? Run away but think about her for the rest of his sorry life? Ah. The choices.

It hardly mattered that she seemed to be older than him. He paid very little attention to the fact there were children present. 
And it couldn't have been possible it was annoyance or even hatred in her piercing, stunning eyes. For that just wouldn't be fair.

"I'm sorry," he said quickly, his words a jumbled rush and he felt his face heat up (not smooth at all). "I didn't see you there," well...obviously. He cringed, but remained where he was sitting on the ground, hardly aware of his legs and the walking or running away he should be doing. "Erm... are you having a lovely day?"

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[Kendra Dumbledore]

“I was,” she replied in a measured, but cold tone. Perhaps he needed glasses, the softer side of Kendra piped in before being silenced with a derisive snort from her more protective nature.

“You would do well to watch where you are going, Sir,” Kendra added, “for it is far too easy for one to stumble into an accident.”

  

[Emmett Beauregard]

The normal Emmett would have seen her words as a threat to his safety and he would have found his legs again and hightailed it out of that situation. But the Emmett he had suddenly become -- infatuated and dopey -- didn't even see that she wasn't all too pleased with him.

"Oh, certainly. Certainly." He nodded sagely, as if she was dispensing wisdom that wasn't particularily aimed at him in this moment. Then, his eyebrows raised, he asked a bit haltingly. "Are you... are you in any trouble?" 

Because he would fight for her. He really would.

  

[Kendra Dumbledore]

Trouble? Kendra was reluctantly taken aback at the question, and quickly concluded that this man was not at all right in the head. Quite deliberately, the woman rose to her full stature and placed herself between the young man and her offspring.

“I am quite certain, Sir, that I do not know of what you speak,” she returned in measured tone.

@'Emmett Beauregard' Sorry for the delay, love!

  

[Emmett Beauregard]

Again, were Emmett in full possession of his faculties, he might have been a little bit offput by the woman's sudden height over him as he continued to numbly kneel in the grass. Looking up at her frrom this position, he felt he was exactly where he needed to be. Kneeling before a queen, certainly. He was moments away from kissing her feet, really. 
"Oh good, good." He stumbled through his words again, his face flushed and burning. "Because... you know... I could help you. With anything. Anything."

@'Kendra Dumbledore' no worries!!! I haven't been around much anyway :/

  

[Kendra Dumbledore]

“I have very little that concerns me at the moment, Sir,” she replied coolly, referencing the man himself, “but I daresay you could—or rather, would—do little to alleviate the problem.”

  

[Emmett Beauregard]

Emmett scrambled up to his feet, thinking that perhaps it were the fact he was seated that didn't allow her to have any confidence in his abilities. Certainly, it was an incorrect assessment of his character. 

"I could carry something for you," he held his hands out, only then noticing the children for real. "Or..er... walk your children?" Is that what people did with kids? In the back of his mind he knew it was the wrong thing to say. "I will do anything for you, always!"