She couldn't sleep. Holy hell, she couldn't sleep.
Was it the fear of being in a new place? Perhaps.
Was it her loneliness getting to her? Even more so of a chance there.
It was a new school. A new place. A new country. A new dialect. A whole new world to her.
This brewing storm, this oncoming war; it was building and her father, ever a proud man, had uprooted their lives and brought them to England.
Once firmly rooted in the heart of the Salem Witches Institute, she was now attending the school known as Hogwarts. What kind of name was that anyway?
Bitter and sad, she'd made her way out of the castle after hours. While strictly forbidden, she hadn't cared. She neither hesitated or lingered in any one spot till she was sure she'd bypassed old man Filch, any prefects, Peeves, or professors on duty.
Her eyes cast down to her uncomfortable Mary Jane's and with a huff she pulled them off; carrying them in one hand she continued on toward the lake but a dark figure caught her gaze.
Is that a dog?
As quiet as the grave she crept toward the large shaggy black dog. As she grew closer it seemed to grow larger in size. It was huge; like a bear she'd seen on a hike before.
Her lips twitched in the smallest of smiles as the dogs ears flopped over as he began to dig furiously at the ground.
She was merely ten feet away when she called to it, lest she approach and it bite her out of fear.
"Uhh, here boy?"
The dog spun around and stood it's ground; all four feet firmly planted and ready to fight if the situation called for it.
"Hey, don't be such a spaz, I'm not gonna hurt you. Can you dig it?" She held up her hands as if to prove to the dog she wasn't going to hurt him.
The dog tilted his head to the side and stared at her for a long moment before plopping his butt onto the ground. His tail began to wag slightly and he angled his head down as if waiting for a good petting.
She shrugged and walked up to him before scratching him behind the ears. He seemed to thoroughly enjoy that as his leg began to kick and thump on the freshly dug dirt sending some flying up at her.
"So did you bury a bone or something?" She asked as she peered into the hole the dog had dug to see a piece of parchment sticking out.
"What's this?" As she began to reach into the hole the dog let out a low whine. She frowned at him before picking it up. It was a detention slip for a student named Sirius Black.
The great feast as it was so aptly named was quite nerve wracking. Because she was new, she had to be sorted just like the first years. How embarrassing.
She may have been short at 5'4 (162.5cm) but these eleven years olds were by far the shortest creatures she'd ever seen in her life. Shifting uncomfortably, Headmaster Dumbledore had introduced her to the people in the hall after the first years were done, but just as he spoke her name, a deep resounding bang came from one of the tables. Her solid green eyes found the table with the green banners and green smoke above it declaring 'WELCOME BACK SLYTHERIN' which might have been nice, if it weren't for the fact that they were all covered in what smelled like cow piles.
Delicately she covered her nose and coughed to hide a laugh at a shriek one of the girlier girls did when she discovered a bit of an offending substance in her hair.
The next thing that caught her eye was that of two people hi-fiving and laughing; it didn't take a genius to put two and two together to get the proper five needed there.
"BLACK! POTTER!" She jumped as the stern looking McGonagall shouted from behind her, her voice moving toward the two laughing fools.
"Yes Professor?" He was a handsome fellow, he had longer shaggy black hair, piercing blue eyes, and a fair bit of muscle on his frame.
"Not even an hour into the start of term and already you've landed yourself in detention, this must be a new record," Professor McGonagall stood before them and they grinned proudly up at her, "I'd take points away but there isn't any to be taken. So, two weeks detention."
A small smile formed on her lips as she pat the dog on the head, "I don't think taking this slip and burying it will get Sirius out of detention pup."
He let out a whine and nuzzled her hand.
"My name's Evelina, Evelina Carrow."