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Regulus kicked a stone along his path and watched it skip a few feet away before it collided with a tree. It was actually sunny out for once, and though still a bit cold it wasn't ridiculously so.  Unable to spend another minute inside the library he decided to go for a walk around the grounds. He'd been in a foul mood all day, and was attributing it to a bad case of cabin fever.  His classes were boring, his friends were either up to their ears in schoolwork or busy chasing after girls and the people who were around....well, they weren't worth being around.

Except maybe Emmeline. She didn't seem so bad. She was pretty, and she was actually nice to him from the start. (A big plus when you're in Slytherin) And at 14, what other qualities was he really looking for?

Regulus kicked another stone, though quite a bit harder and listened as it skipped along....and hit someone in the leg.

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"Sure," she said. "I'm sure it was just lying around the common room." She continued walking. "Dickens is good. A bit wordy."

Emma stopped and looked back at him. "Dear Lord, I've created a monster!" She turned and walked on towards the lake.
"A monster?" Regulus scoffed, "First I'm great, now I'm a monster? No, don't worry I won't get as arrogant as all that. Sirius has the monopoly on arrogance."
She laughed. "I'm aware of that," she said, turning to face him. "Just teasing you. It's fun." Emma grinned and walked on, stopping by her favorite tree. It had a great view of the lake.
"It's very close to becoming a spectator sport," He said with a smile.

Regulus followed her over to the tree and looked around. "What else do you like to do? Besides teasing me?" Regulus smirked.
She smiled and leaned back against the trunk. "Well, read. And Izzie takes up a lot of my time." Emma glanced out over the lake. "I like to bake, though that's rather hard to do here."
"Bake?" He asked confused, "Can't you just have someone do that for you?"
She laughed as she looked back at him. "If I wanted to take all the fun out of it, yes I could. I could buy it in the store premade. But I enjoy baking myself."
"It's just food. How do you enjoy preparing food?" Regulus just couldn't grasp the concept.
Emma slid down the trunk to sit back against it, glad the ground wasn't too cold. "I like to work with my heads, to know that what I made took time and effort. I usually don't bake just for me. But for Christmas or someone's birthday, you know." She smiled up at him.
"I can understand wanting to give someone something personal," Regulus said, not really wanting to argue with her after getting along so well, "But you're talking to someone who's never cooked. Not once. The closest I've ever come is Potions class." Regulus smiled down at her but stood standing where he was, leaning against the tree.
She smiled. "Maybe you should give it a try sometime. You never know, you might actually like it."
"I don't know if I should," He said with a chuckle, "After all, the Great Regulus Black does not cook."
"Cooking is different than baking. Cooking doesn't involve chocolate on a regular basis." Emma was clearly trying to tempt him.
"Chocolate?" Regulus grinned, "I may have to make an exception. I would, of course, need someone to teach me how to cook..." Regulus let his back slide down the tree trunk until he was sitting next to her and gave her his saddest look. "Otherwise I'll wind up blowing up half the castle."
"Oh, I think I might know someone willing to teach you..." Emma smiled warmly at him. "Can't h ave you blowing up the school. Now to convince the house elves to let us use the kitchen."
Regulus winced. "That might take some convincing. But I'm sure we could find a way. They've gotta sleep sometime right? Or maybe we could tell them they have to clean a different part of the castle? I'm sure a small white lie in the interests of preserving the school would be justified."