<div class="floatleft">(http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2008/database/meganfox/megan_fox300a.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Emily Anne Stone<br/><strong>Age/Year:</strong>18, First Year<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Blood: </strong>Half Blood<br/><strong>Clan:</strong>The Demopilous Clan<br/><strong>Wand:</strong>10 3/8th's Willow with a Unicorn hair core.<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Korol, TK<br/><hr/><strong>”You want to teach me to fly?”</strong>Emily replied. Her voice had started out as nothing more than a soft whisper, gradually building up steam before ending on a high pitched squeak that matched her expressive eyes. Her blue orbs glittered with a mixture of emotions starting with surprise and leading into excitement, with a thin layer of terror swirling all as one. She began to shake her head no, following her first instinct to save herself from further embarrassment, but to her great surprise when she opened her mouth to politely decline his well-meaning offer, Emily found herself agreeing to the crazy plan!<strong>”Well I guess learning from someone…..personally might help…”</strong>inside she was screaming at  herself to stop, to run away, to stuff a large piece of food in her mouth! Anything to stop the flow of words before she said anything more damaging<strong>”oh but…I…I don’t have a broom, not one of my own”</strong>looking up into Korol’s eyes she added in a soft whisper<strong>”I’m scared of heights”.</strong><br/><br/>His smile was disarming, warming her from the inside out, causing her tummy to tingle with the feeling of a million butterflies fluttering their wings. She watched as he politely replied to TK, more impressed with his kindness with each word spoken. His request for her to accompany him in a walk around the room had Emily shooting up from her chair, sending it crashing to the floor, almost stumbling in her eagerness to agree. Normally she would have shied away from such a request, but her romantic soul had taken hold of her mind and all she wanted to do was spend as much time with him as possible. Reaching her hand out to rest upon his strong arm, Emily offered him a shy smile as she steadied herself, working hard at pushing the warmth that wrapped her skin in a pretty pink glow.<strong>”Sorry….”</strong>offered the timid young girl, turning only to right her chair before taking her place beside Korol<strong>”a walk sounds lovely.”</strong><br/>