A/N: This is actually an outtake of those 2004 YM photoshoot of the trio. Of course I meddled around with the situation for this fic. Hehe!


The studio spotlights blared on, brightening the sets of the photoshoot. Less than 4 crew members were doing their task as some of them gave another round of touch-ups to the three young celebrities.

"Okay now, Dan, I need you to sit here, Rupert and Emma, both of you, lay down together on this pillow, facing the camera," ordered Jonathan Skow, the photographer.

As the three actors went to the ordered positions, the photographer then went back to his camera to test his angles. And soon, multiple snaps were taken, each time with the teenagers giving different expressions.

Emma rubbed her eyes after a short break. Those power shot professional cameras can sure easily blind people. She wondered how those hotshot supermodels could stand all these photo taking when a snigger made her turn around.

"Still can't make those white spots go away?" asked Rupert Grint who was clad in a red jacket.

She snorted in response. "Yeah."

"Okay, Dan. I need you to go change for your solo shoot later," Jonathan ordered again as he stretched his body. "And while you're at it, you two," he pointed at Rupert and Emma. "I want some couple shots from the both of you."

Daniel Radcliffe chortled quietly at himself as the photographer winked at his two friends who were beginning to look uncomfortable. Straightening up, he clapped Rupert on his hard back and gave him a discrete thumbs up as he moved away.

"Okay now, guys, now that the bloke's gone, let's get down to business, shall we?" said Jonathan, rubbing his hands in an eagerly manner.

Emma gulped and glanced at Rupert, who seemed to be avoiding her eyes. Both of them were never comfortable doing duet photoshoot with each other. She remembered the time when the both of them had to pose together for the LA Times. Oh! How awkward that was. She was just thankful that the photographer, Max, did not ask them for some coupling poses. But she was not sure if luck was with her this time. Jonathan seemed very passionate about his poses.

Sensing the awkwardness between the two teenagers, Jonathan gave them a warm smile saying, "Relax, guys. I'm not trying to make you guys make out in front of me or anything. Just some few hugs and somewhat. Should be alright, eh?"

Rupert gave an apprehensive grin whilst rubbing his neck.

"Okay! So now, what I'm going to do is to have you, Rupert," he pointed, "to sit at this very corner of the sofa, and I want you, Emma, to sit next to him with your feet on the other end on the arm of the sofa."

Having understood what exactly the photographer had in mind, they hesitantly went into positions. But as Emma pulled her legs up to rest them on the sofa, her shoulder accidentally brushed Rupert's who involuntary let out a sharp gasp.

"Sorry."

It was then that Emma realised she was shaking a bit. She watched as Jonathan hand signalled Rupert to put his left arm around her. At that instant, blood rushed to her face and she could feel them reddened. But looking at Rupert, she was glad the feeling was mutual. She decided to give him a weak encouraging smile, making him finally placed his arm around her.

Jonathan sighed and strode back in front of them. "Just relax, alright. And you know what? I guess it would look much better if you bend one leg up a bit," he tapped Emma's left knee. "And I need you to rest your head gently on Rupert's shoulder... Yeah! Just like that. Okay, now just smile naturally at the camera."

As the energetic photographer walked back to his camera, Emma felt Rupert poised his head slightly onto hers, making her heart flutter inside.

Again, numerous snaps were taken, each time the actors gave different expressions; mostly laughing since Jonathan cracked a joke at every instant to make their laugh looked as natural as possible. By the time they had to give another different pose, Rupert and Emma were cackling heartily. All awkwardness seemed to fade away, which obviously cheered Jonathan.

This time round, Rupert was told to sit on the ground, resting his back on the sofa while Emma had to sit directly behind him on the sofa so that she can bend and hug him from behind.

It was after another three or four different poses did Jonathan requested them for their final pose, making the awkwardness came bulldozing back to the both teenagers.

Rubbing his neck again, Rupert shrugged and said to Emma, "C'mon, Em. We're actors. These things shouldn't be difficult, would it? It's just a peck on the cheek."

Seeing that he said all these with his eyes looking at his feet, Emma giggled nervously at him, "Oh, alright."

"Great!" Jonathan exclaimed, clapping his hands together. "So Rupert, what are you waiting for? Go on and embrace the girl. And when I say 'kiss', you kiss Emma on the cheek and don't let go until after the snap is taken. Understand?"

"Alright," Rupert sniggered. They didn't know but Rupert was feeling extremely nervous inside. Why shouldn't he? This will be the first time his lips will rest upon those soft skin he has been longing to touch.

After a couple of awkward snaps, a loud cat whistle was heard. It was Daniel, who they realised had been sitting there in his new attire, watching them in interest.

"Bravo, guys. You actually made it!" he clapped, laughing sarcastically at the same time. But his words were cut short when Rupert came and punched him on his stomach lightly.

"Oww!! It's not my fault Ron and Hermione were meant to be together, you know! You guys obviously need to do those couple shots because of them anyway," defended Dan at a grinning Rupert who was opening his bag.

"Shut up, Dan. You'll wait. Your time will come when you have to do the same thing with Bonnie," joined Emma who was fetching a mineral water bottle. She had frequently shared her views upon the couples of the Harry Potter series. And Ginny was apparently who she believed will end up with Harry.

Rupert went to the changing room, but not before informing Dan that both Emma and he will wait for him at the cafe down at the first floor of the building.

"Yeah, yeah... go on and have your date without me," Dan had joked.

But as both Emma and Rupert headed down to the cafe, Rupert realised it did seemed like a date.

"So Emma, what do you want to eat?"