Prologue
"She absolutely can not go! Under no circumstance will I allow it!" A man said firmly for a third time.
"But father! Why can't I go!?" His daughter pleaded in annoyance. Every time she wanted to do something, her father would come up with a new reason why she couldn't.
"… Because I said so! That's final!" He shouted before leaving the room and slamming the door behind him.
Evyon glared at the door her father just left through, hoping that she might be able to burn a hole and make him come back. "It's not fair."
"I'm sorry Evy, but your father is right. If you go, only chaos will break out." Her mother warned and kissed her on the head gently before turning to leave. "Just wait a day or two, you'll get your letter from Beauxbatons and you can go there." Her mother said over her shoulder before disappearing through the door as well.
Evyon slammed her fist down on her desk hard and loud before looking down at the ruby red writing before her. "Dear Mr. Evan Keldun, we are pleased to inform you that you have been invited to study at Durmstrang School for wizards." My name isn't Evan, but that has to be me. I don't have any siblings. She thought to herself before jumping onto her bed and burying her head in her pillows.
It was late July and Evyon was 12 years old, the exact age for going to school to become what she truly was… a witch. Her parents were and she was too. The day she learned how to walk was the day she learned how to fly. Although her parents knew she was going to be a handful, with her independent and rebellious Aquarius personality.
Her father Günter would never give into the fact that she was this way. He had tried to make her the perfect little girl from the day she was born, but that only made her less like a girl. He was so disappointed that he had gotten a daughter, but he wasn't going to try and change her. On the other hand her mother Isabelle was so proud to have a daughter hoping that she would go to Beauxbatons just like she had.
Unfortunately Evyon always had a strange feeling that she was adopted, because she looked nothing like her mother or father and she didn't have any of the same interests. Evyon had long blonde hair with golden yellow eyes, while her mother Isabelle had shoulder length black hair and dark brown eyes and her father Günter had brown hair and gray eyes. They never told her, but Evyon knew they weren't her real parents.
The moon was poking over the horizon when Evyon lifted her head off her pillows. She walked over to the windowsill and sat down in the bay window gazing out at the crescent moon. Softly in the distance she could hear wolves howling and she smiled as she opened the window and began to howl back to them.
Suddenly her mother burst into the room. "Don't do that!" She snapped at Evyon, grabbing her wrist and pulling her from the window she closed it. "Evyon, how many times must I tell you."
Evyon looked up at Isabelle and bit the inside of her cheek with annoyance. "Let me go!" She demanded trying to pull her hand away, but her mother was stronger than she was.
"Evyon, the neighbors can't know." Her mother said as she began to pull her daughter down the stairs.
"Mother, we don't have neighbors."
"I wonder why," her mother retorted bitterly to Evyon. "Now, you stay here out of the moonlight. We can't have you out running about. I love you Evyon."
Evyon just rolled her eyes and pulled away from her mother. "Whatever," she said as she sat down in a corner and stared at the ground. "Leave me, like you do every night."
Isabelle looked hurt as she turned from her daughter and held her face in her hand and made her way up the stairs.
"Every night," Evyon thought aloud. "Every night, I am confined to this terrible… dungeon!" She shouted as she stood up and smashed her fist into the wall leaving a dent. "It's not fair!" She screamed. Walking over to a place underneath the stairs she grabbed a large piece of wood from the pile and began to rip at it with her large canines. "Every night!" She snapped ripping off another piece and spitting it onto the ground. After a few hours she fell asleep in a corner, caressing the piece of wood that not looked like it had been chopped many times.
"Evyon, darling," a gentle voice said as her mother placed a hand on her shoulder.
Evyon opened her eyes slowly and looked at her mother. "Hi mommy," she whispered as she sat up, and stretching. "Can we go get my wand today, please?" She asked innocently.
"Of course dear," her mother said before walking back upstairs and getting her cloak on. "Günter, we are going now." She called up the stairs to no reply and sighing she grabbed the floo powder. "Come on Evyon."
Evyon grabbed her black cloak, throwing up the hood and stepped into the fireplace. "Diagon Alley!" She shouted and disappeared in green fire. Stepping out of the fireplace she waited for her mother before heading towards the wand shop.
"Evyon, needs her first wand." Her mother said the clerk and he looked at the young girl carefully before disappearing and coming back with a wand.
"How bout this?" He asked.
Evyon looked at the dark wood and said, "I don't feel anything."
"Hmm, how about this one?" He asked handing her a different one.
"Nope," she replied handing it back to him and looking at the ground boredly.
"I don't know what else there is," he said inspecting Evyon once more. "Maybe… not likely, but maybe." He said and disappeared for a long time before reappearing. The wand he held was a red colored wood and he placed it on the desk before him.
Evyon picked it up and suddenly knew it was for her. "This one is perfect," she said as she stared at the wand. "What's in it?"
"This is a mahogany wood wand, 9 inches with a chimera scale core. You are very lucky to have this, a very few people get them." He said to her softly.
"Thank you," she whispered as her mother paid and they walked out of the store. "Mother, I'll get my robes if you can get my books for me." She told her mother who agreed and she disappeared. After entering the robe store she looked around. "Hello?" She called not seeing anyone and decided to look at the Durmstrang robes.
"Those aren't for you deary," a woman said.
"Actually, they are for my brother. He's my twin and couldn't make it so told me to get them for him. We wear the same size," she told the woman who being old and gullible believed her.
"Okay, let's try these on then," she said as she handed her some robes.
Evyon could feel that she was getting extremely close when she finally bought the robes. She put them away and met her mother who thankfully didn't ask her about the robes. "I want a bat," she told her mother suddenly.
"A bat Evyon. I don't believe the girls at Beauxbatons will like you very much if you have a bat." Her mother advised.
"I don't care, I'm allowed an animal and I want a bat." Evyon demanded knowing that she would win.
Her mother sighed deeply and nodded. "Very well Evyon. A bat it is," she said.
After a couple hours Evyon and Isabelle were finished with their shopping and returned home. Evyon disappeared into her room and packed all of her things for Durmstrang. "One last thing before tomorrow," she thought and knew that she would have to make the ultimate sacrifice. She got out a pair of scissors when her mother called her down for dinner.
"So are you excited to go to Beauxbatons tomorrow?" Her mother asked trying to keep the conversation happy.
"Extremely excited," Evyon lied. She looked over at her father, but he wouldn't meet her gaze. "Thank you for dinner mother, I'm really tired though. Good night," she said and kissed her mother on the cheek and hugged her father before disappearing upstairs.
That night Evyon cut off all of her hair, until it was a shaggy guys hair cut, then dyed it black before putting in black contacts that she bought. No one can know it's me. She thought as she wrote a short letter to her parents saying she wanted to get their early and that she would see them next summer, before falling asleep for the last night in her home.
It was 4 am when Evyon awoke the next morning. She quietly placed the note on the counter, and grabbing her bat, Equinox, her trunk and left the house until next year. Her mother had bought her a train ticket the day before, but unfortunately it was for the Beauxbatons train. She hadn't thought about this part of her plan, but just going with it she arrived at the Beauxbatons train station and found someone. "Hello, I'm sorry. I seem to have taken my sister's ticket. Where is the Durmstrang train?" She said in an attempted deep voice.
"Don't worry," the girl said as she took her to a wall and said, "right through here is the Durmstrang train."
"Thank you," he said.
"Your welcome son," the woman said before Evyon went through the gate and climbed aboard the Durmstrang train. I'm home free. She thought as she sat down in an empty car and gazed out the window as the train pulled away from the station.