A/N: Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, and a lot of the other
characters belong to JK Rowling. But Paige Evans, Rose Evans and other
unfamiliar characters belong to me. This story will make you never think
about Harry Potter the same again. LOL!
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Paige Evans flipped her long red hair over her shoulder. She was where she should be. Hogwarts was where she belonged. She sighed wistfully. Her mother, Rose Evans had dropped her off at Kings Cross. She and her mother had a special relationship. Since her father died before her mother found out she was going to have Paige and they weren't married so they shared Rose's surname.
"Paige, I am so proud of you. You've really risen above our problems. You were so depressed when we moved to England and now you're going to Hogwarts. I am so proud." Rose had a tear in her eye. She kissed her daughter goodbye and helped her bring her trunk, which over the summer they'd painted midnight blue and sprinkled with golden stars, out. Paige's small cat Magic pawed at the bars on her cage. She placed Magic's cage on top of her trunk, which lay on a trolley.
"Mom I'll miss you SO much, " Paige said. Her green eyes glistened. She hated crying. It's a waste of energy Paige thought. She'd always have more productive stuff to do.
1 Hour Later:
Paige opened the door to one of the compartments on the Hogwarts Express. There were three people in the car. One had jet-black hair and a scar on his forehead. The next was a girl with brown hair a smattering of freckles. The third was a boy who had red hair a few shades redder than Paige's.
"Can I sit here?" The boys stared at her and the girl nodded. She got that type of reaction often. She was a natural beauty. Her red hair was cut in fashionable layers and her eyes neatly lined by black eyeliner that made her green eyes look whist full. She frame was willowy and did a lot of modeling when she and her mother lived in Soho, New York. She sat down. "Do you mind if I let my pet out?"
"Sure, " The girl said, "Crookshanks is." Paige opened Magic's cage. "Ohhh she's adorable," the girl said. Magic jumped on Paige's lap. Paige pulled a book out of her bag. She read until they got to the school.
So there Paige stood in the great hall waiting her turn to get sorted. She was going to join the 5-year class but still needed to be sorted. Finally it was her turn.
"Evans, Paige," Professor McGonagall said. As Paige walked her robes billowed about her. She gently placed the worn hat on her head.
"Hmmmm very interesting. Very interesting. You are quite brave. And smart. VERY smart. And kind. So kind. But the thing that speaks to me is your bravery so I shall place you in GRYFFINDOR!!!" The crowd broke into applause. Then the headmaster arose.
"I'd like to welcome Miss Evans to our school. She went to the Wicca School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Salem Massachusetts in America. The original magic school and she were transferred here for a higher education. She will be joining the fifth year class. Paige sat down next to the girl in the compartment.
"So what are you?" The girl asked.
"Hmm?" Paige asked.
"Are you muggle-born, half 'n half, or pureblood?"
"I don't know."
"How can you not know?" She asked.
"My father died before they could get married and my mom didn't know about me until after he died." Paige said quietly.
"I'm so sorry," The girl said, "By the way, I'm Hermione Granger."
"I'm Paige Evans," she said.
"My friends are Ron Weasley," she said motioning to the red head, "And Harry Potter."
"Nice to meet you," Paige said. Then she realized the black haired boy was staring at her. She looked into his eyes and then felt a sudden connection to him.
So the next few weeks went by. Paige would hang out with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Paige was extremely smart and gave Hermione a run for her money. Also Paige also noticed Harry string at her often.
"Harry, is something wrong?"
"Oh no… you just remind me of someone. I don't know who." Paige shrugged.
"I came from America, I don't think you've ever met me before," Paige said.
"Well, yeah. But you remind me of someone!" Harry exclaimed. Paige had heard this before. All the professor had said they reminded her of someone. They never said who though.
Professor McGonagall was sitting up at the high table watching Paige. Paige was laughing with her friends and playing with her red hair. "She looks exactly like Lily did," She whispered to Dumbledore.
"They even have the same last name. But, It's impossible. Unless there was someone we didn't know about…" Later that day Dumbledore called Paige up to his office. "Lily- I mean Paige," Paige looked at his strangely, "Can I asked you some questions?"
"Fine by me… should I call my attorney?" Paige joked.
"Huh?"
"American humor."
"Oh… I see. Well what is your mother's name?"
"Rose Evans,"
"And father?"
"He died before I was born. All I know about him is his first name is James (A/N: Not Harry's father!) or John or something. My mom barely talks 'bout him."
"Sorry, Miss. Evans. And your mothers parents?"
"Well my mom was sent to live with her aunt by her much older sister after her parents died when she was five." Paige said, "Her sisters were a lot, a lot, older.
"Okay you can go." Dumbledore said. He knew who Paige was now.
One afternoon before the first Hogsmeade trip Harry decided to ask Paige out. "Hey Paige." He said nervously.
"Hi Harry." Paige replied.
"So you know about the Hogsmeade trip, right?"
"I'm aware of it. Yes," She giggled.
"So you know… ::coughs:: uhhhh" Harry stuttered.
"Harry?" Paige asked.
"Do you wanna go with me?" Paige's face got rigid.
"I can't believe it. I can not believe it!" Paige said angrily.
"What?" Harry asked.
"I can't be friends with a guy without him asking me out can I!" Paige exclaimed! Paige stormed off.
Ron walked over to Harry. "That had to hurt."
Paige went up to the dormitory and pulled out her stationary. She decided to write her best friend/ex boyfriend Gabriel.
Dear Gabe,
Okay I made friends with these three people. Two of them are boys. We are getting to be really good friends. Until one of them asked me out! Not the girl, Gabe, I know your humor. I feel totally humiliated. I wish you were here so we could have a rant-fest. Remember our last one. We watched all the Scream movies and every other slasher movie ever. That was fun. I wish I still went to Wicca. Hogwarts is okay. That's it
Paige.
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Paige Evans flipped her long red hair over her shoulder. She was where she should be. Hogwarts was where she belonged. She sighed wistfully. Her mother, Rose Evans had dropped her off at Kings Cross. She and her mother had a special relationship. Since her father died before her mother found out she was going to have Paige and they weren't married so they shared Rose's surname.
"Paige, I am so proud of you. You've really risen above our problems. You were so depressed when we moved to England and now you're going to Hogwarts. I am so proud." Rose had a tear in her eye. She kissed her daughter goodbye and helped her bring her trunk, which over the summer they'd painted midnight blue and sprinkled with golden stars, out. Paige's small cat Magic pawed at the bars on her cage. She placed Magic's cage on top of her trunk, which lay on a trolley.
"Mom I'll miss you SO much, " Paige said. Her green eyes glistened. She hated crying. It's a waste of energy Paige thought. She'd always have more productive stuff to do.
1 Hour Later:
Paige opened the door to one of the compartments on the Hogwarts Express. There were three people in the car. One had jet-black hair and a scar on his forehead. The next was a girl with brown hair a smattering of freckles. The third was a boy who had red hair a few shades redder than Paige's.
"Can I sit here?" The boys stared at her and the girl nodded. She got that type of reaction often. She was a natural beauty. Her red hair was cut in fashionable layers and her eyes neatly lined by black eyeliner that made her green eyes look whist full. She frame was willowy and did a lot of modeling when she and her mother lived in Soho, New York. She sat down. "Do you mind if I let my pet out?"
"Sure, " The girl said, "Crookshanks is." Paige opened Magic's cage. "Ohhh she's adorable," the girl said. Magic jumped on Paige's lap. Paige pulled a book out of her bag. She read until they got to the school.
So there Paige stood in the great hall waiting her turn to get sorted. She was going to join the 5-year class but still needed to be sorted. Finally it was her turn.
"Evans, Paige," Professor McGonagall said. As Paige walked her robes billowed about her. She gently placed the worn hat on her head.
"Hmmmm very interesting. Very interesting. You are quite brave. And smart. VERY smart. And kind. So kind. But the thing that speaks to me is your bravery so I shall place you in GRYFFINDOR!!!" The crowd broke into applause. Then the headmaster arose.
"I'd like to welcome Miss Evans to our school. She went to the Wicca School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Salem Massachusetts in America. The original magic school and she were transferred here for a higher education. She will be joining the fifth year class. Paige sat down next to the girl in the compartment.
"So what are you?" The girl asked.
"Hmm?" Paige asked.
"Are you muggle-born, half 'n half, or pureblood?"
"I don't know."
"How can you not know?" She asked.
"My father died before they could get married and my mom didn't know about me until after he died." Paige said quietly.
"I'm so sorry," The girl said, "By the way, I'm Hermione Granger."
"I'm Paige Evans," she said.
"My friends are Ron Weasley," she said motioning to the red head, "And Harry Potter."
"Nice to meet you," Paige said. Then she realized the black haired boy was staring at her. She looked into his eyes and then felt a sudden connection to him.
So the next few weeks went by. Paige would hang out with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Paige was extremely smart and gave Hermione a run for her money. Also Paige also noticed Harry string at her often.
"Harry, is something wrong?"
"Oh no… you just remind me of someone. I don't know who." Paige shrugged.
"I came from America, I don't think you've ever met me before," Paige said.
"Well, yeah. But you remind me of someone!" Harry exclaimed. Paige had heard this before. All the professor had said they reminded her of someone. They never said who though.
Professor McGonagall was sitting up at the high table watching Paige. Paige was laughing with her friends and playing with her red hair. "She looks exactly like Lily did," She whispered to Dumbledore.
"They even have the same last name. But, It's impossible. Unless there was someone we didn't know about…" Later that day Dumbledore called Paige up to his office. "Lily- I mean Paige," Paige looked at his strangely, "Can I asked you some questions?"
"Fine by me… should I call my attorney?" Paige joked.
"Huh?"
"American humor."
"Oh… I see. Well what is your mother's name?"
"Rose Evans,"
"And father?"
"He died before I was born. All I know about him is his first name is James (A/N: Not Harry's father!) or John or something. My mom barely talks 'bout him."
"Sorry, Miss. Evans. And your mothers parents?"
"Well my mom was sent to live with her aunt by her much older sister after her parents died when she was five." Paige said, "Her sisters were a lot, a lot, older.
"Okay you can go." Dumbledore said. He knew who Paige was now.
One afternoon before the first Hogsmeade trip Harry decided to ask Paige out. "Hey Paige." He said nervously.
"Hi Harry." Paige replied.
"So you know about the Hogsmeade trip, right?"
"I'm aware of it. Yes," She giggled.
"So you know… ::coughs:: uhhhh" Harry stuttered.
"Harry?" Paige asked.
"Do you wanna go with me?" Paige's face got rigid.
"I can't believe it. I can not believe it!" Paige said angrily.
"What?" Harry asked.
"I can't be friends with a guy without him asking me out can I!" Paige exclaimed! Paige stormed off.
Ron walked over to Harry. "That had to hurt."
Paige went up to the dormitory and pulled out her stationary. She decided to write her best friend/ex boyfriend Gabriel.
Dear Gabe,
Okay I made friends with these three people. Two of them are boys. We are getting to be really good friends. Until one of them asked me out! Not the girl, Gabe, I know your humor. I feel totally humiliated. I wish you were here so we could have a rant-fest. Remember our last one. We watched all the Scream movies and every other slasher movie ever. That was fun. I wish I still went to Wicca. Hogwarts is okay. That's it
Paige.