A/N: Alright People ! This is the revised chapter ! I am revising all chapters to get them more in the flow, and am correcting all the mistakes. Seriously, you all are great! I HATED it when I read it all over again ! :O
But It's all good now ! :D
Disclaimer- Anything owned by J.K. Rowling is not mine. The rest, IS !
"Bloody Bitch!" thought Sirius Black spitefully.
He had just had another one of those ritual spats with Evelyn Frost. The Frosts and The Blacks spent Christmas together. Every year, every fall. He hated every living moment he spent out of Hogwarts because it inadvertently meant it was time to spend some time with 'family'. But family time wasn't pleasant for Sirius, it had never been but to keep up the facade to the wizarding world and of course to the Frosts they had to put up the act. This was another fall being spent by the two families together. It had come in Sirius's sixth year. The year he had finally come of age. He was going to move out of the Ancient-not to mention blasted-House of Black in the coming summer. To hell with the act and the name of black. He had had enough.
If Sirius Black was the only one in his family to be sorted into Gryffindor, Evelyn was the only one in her family to be sorted into Ravenclaw. Though that might have been acceptable with the Blacks it most certainly wasn't with the Frosts. They were everything their name was, cold, frigid, and unmoving. The day she had been sorted in Ravenclaw she knew that her life had been damned. When she had gone up to her dorms there was a dark green envelope lying on her bed contrasting in colour with her deep blue sheets. On opening the envelope she found a black sheet with elegant silver script. What the text read was not so elegant though. She had been told that she was a disappointment and a disgrace to their name and of course it went without saying that hereby her life was finished.
Though Sirius and Eva were in similar situations, it didn't stop them from being at each other's necks. The animosity had started from something as childish as pulling the girl's hair to which she retaliated by kicking him in the shins. Though the actions had been childish, the dislike instilled in each for the other's actions was anything but childish. He hated her and she maintained that the feeling was mutual.
Another result of the hate was the aforementioned spat which took place on a windy winter morning.
The Frost Mansion was, frosty. At this time of the year the owlery, yes the owlery, was possibly the coldest spot in the entire estate considering it was situated in the highest tower of the North Wing of the Mansion. And as is expected to be done in the owlery Eva had come to send some letters in the wee hours of the morning. Though she had expected it to be empty at that hour, much to her dismay it wasn't and further to her disgust it contained Sirius Black.
He was bent over a piece of parchment and was chuckling to himself. His black hair was falling into his stone gray eyes and his lips were curved into an evil smirk. Though she would never admit it aloud and least of all to him, he was fractionally good looking. He had pale smooth skin stretched across his aristocratic features and playing in the Gryffindor Quidditch tea as a beater had lent him a sculpted physique. It was not surprising why half the female populace at Hogwarts had given his ego the unnecessary inflation if you added the 'bad boy' image he had created for himself at Hogwarts. He and his band of hooligans calling themselves 'the Marauders'. The name itself made her snort.
"What are you doing here?" she asked brusquely.
The voice startled Sirius. He looked up to find a girl with raven curls thrown up messily into a ponytail letting a few tendrils fall loose. Her pale skin was flushed pink with the cold wind blowing in her face. But when not flushed, he found her to be simply colourless. Her eyes were black. As black as they get, and her lips were contrastingly pale. She may have painted a pretty picture albeit black and white, if she wasn't her usual scowling self. It wasn't surprising that she didn't have a crazy number of friends. Who would want to befriend the bloody bint? On being startled out of his work a look of caught-guilty flitted across his face but he soon composed himself into his usual smirk.
"Trying to find a place where you won't haunt me. But it seems like I'm fighting a losing a battle isn't it?"
"I have better things to do and probably better people to haunt than you Sirius Black. So kindly come down to earth." She said moving to the nearest snow white owl to tie the letter to its leg.
Sirius snorted, making her turn around and glare at him challengingly. He matched her glare for a while before walking towards her slowly, not breaking eye contact even for a moment. When he was barely a foot away from her he stopped.
"You know Frost, I would advise you to stay out of my way. Considering I'm of age now, and that I know more spells than you will ever come across, I can do a considerable amount of harm to you." He said softly.
Black eyes clashed with grey for a while as both refused to back down. When a slight smirk of triumph started playing at the corners of his lips, Eva came up with her response.
"Black you forget. I am in Ravenclaw. I have not only come across but I also know more curses than you can even imagine. And you being of age doesn't really matter much does it, considering I too am of age." She replied in an equally soft but menacing tone.
Before he could utter another word, she turned back to the now annoyed owl that had held his leg outstretched all this while. Eva was just about tie the stack of letters to the owl when the sound of those unmistakeable footsteps froze her into place.
"Evelyn, what are you doing up here at this unearthly hour? You should go down. Now." Spoke a middle-aged woman in a commanding tone. Eva knew better than to stand up to her mother, simply nodded and moved to the exit archway.
"Wait, what do you have in your hands?" she spoke in the same hard tone.
"M-Mother, they are j-just some l-letters. Nothing r-really." She stuttered.
"Well then give them to me, I'm sure I can post them later."
Eva hesitated, but knew it was to no avail so she shakily handed over her letters to the woman. Sirius meanwhile had slunk out of the owlery leaving her and her mother alone.
"Now Evelyn, though I know not to expect much out of you, I do believe you can at least attempt to look civilised for tonight's dinner. We have a very important announcement to make and I want you to be at your best behaviour and appearance. There will be a lot of people attending and the least you can do is not disgrace us any further." She finished giving her daughter a hard look.
Eva just nodded and then took her leave, knowing that tonight was not going to be a night she would want to remember.
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