Why did she even leave her flat anymore? The thought raced through her head as she was knocked to the ground by--not even concrete, or something that should have been knocking into her at that moment. No, no. She was being tackled to the ground by Severus Snape, a tackle that did not seem intentional in the slightest.
So not only was she out purchasing some items for the Order's personal potions lab (a tedious task that everyone managed to get out of besides her), not only was she stuck in the heat of August, not only was she getting jostled around by the huge crowds, she also got stuck in the middle of a bloody earthquake and! And, she had managed to stay upright during it, until she was thrown to the ground.
Fuck my life, honestly, she thought, head spinning and suddenly clearing once Snape wasn't crushing her.
Pushing herself up with her elbows, Emmeline's eyes squinted to try and see through the dust, and realized that the mess Snape had jumped to avoid would have probably crushed her to death had he not accidentally moved her out of the way. Maybe her luck was changing, if she didn't remind herself that Snape probably hadn't even noticed she was there. Emmeline coughed, but got to her feet, putting her hand out for Snape.
"Come on," she said, shooting her wand out with her other hand to blow away the dust. Emmeline looked back down at Snape, eyebrows high, "Can you stand?"
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