Full Name: Evee Ceila Zabini
Father: Blaise Zabini
Mother: Hermione Granger
Date Of Birth: June 27, 1996
Blood Status: Half-Blood
Todays Date: May 27, 2009
Evee's Age: 12
A light brown skinned, brown eyed, light brown wavy haired girl was swinging her feet; while sitting on a brown bench, this is me. I am wearing a small pink dress, with knee high socks, and a red ribbon tied around my hair. I hear clanking of feet, and then a tall man, whom is pale, and long blonde haired sat beside me.
"Who might you be dear" questioned the male.
"Mummy says not to talk to strangers" I said, continuing my feet swinging.
The man gave a small chuckle, towards my childishness.
"I am no stranger, my dear. Your mother works for me" he said, rolling his eyes.
So this was the half blooded child, which Draco's young friend had been talking about? Not as bright as he'd expected.
"Evee, what did I say...you are not to bother-" "She is not a bother to me, Miss Zabini" Lucius said.
"Pardon, Mister Malfoy. I do believe, I have told you once before...me and Blaise -" "Were never married, quite a shame. I pity you really, a young girl raising a child on her own. While, her ex is away ravishing women, I still do not understand why you haven't set a proper hearing-" Lucius addressed, standing, and looking Hermione sternly in the eye.
"The Zabini Family is well-endowed, I am not saying that you should marry Blaise-" Hermione noticed the disgust in Lucius' voice, though he'd spoken to the vermin child?
"But warning, that if the Ministry believes that you are unfit to care for Ms. Zabini, she would be placed either in an Orphanage...or in a family, of two parents-" "I can assure you Mr. Malfoy, I am a fit parent. Nothing goes on with Evee, which I do not know about" Hermione retorted, interrupting Lucius.
Lucius glanced over towards the bench, and smirked. Then looking back at Hermione.
"Then where is she now" questioned Lucius.
Hermione looked towards the bench, no Evee. She began to panic, and Lucius rolled his eyes.
"Calm yourself, I am sure she couldn't have wandered far...after all, what's the worse that could happen" Lucius questioned, then hearing an explosion from behind himself.
"Evee, darling" called Hermione, hurrying down the hall.
Lucius watched as Hermione moved quickly down the hall. It would be best if he followed her, she'd need help finding the pest after all.
"Get down from there" Severus stated.
I hopped onto another shelf of potion ingredients, and giggled at the angry man below me.
"Woopsie" I said, as on of the potion ingredients began to fall to the floor.
Severus rescued his jar of Wormswood, and set it on the table.
"Mr. Sev angry with me? Mummy wouldn't like that" I addressed.
Severus' eyes narrowed towards me, I'd already caused one potion to explode after an pixie's eye had landed inside of it.
"Ooooooo, what does this do" I said, my eyes widening in pleasure.
"Evee Celia Granger, get down from there" Hermione shouted.
I frowned, and went to come down when I slipped. Hermione fainted...
"Awwwww look at her Hermione, she's so beautiful" said Ginny.
Hermione looked toward Blaise, who stood at the opposite side of the room talking to Draco. The beautiful baby girl that was in Ginny's arms, Blaise wanted nothing to do with it. Had he even looked at her? She doubted it...when Blaise slammed the door to leave, and Hermione finally had enough energy to walk and see the baby. Someone had already beat her there, smiling down at his godchild.
"If it isn't Draco Malfoy, getting soft over your goddaughter" laughed Hermione.
Draco turned away, a small embarrassed blush creeping over his face.
"She's so tiny...don't know why Blaise didn't want to see her, thought he'd change if he did. Probably why he didn't want to" Draco said, continuing to look down at the little girl.
"I'm thinking about giving her up for adoption" Hermione said.
Draco frowned, and looked to Hermione.
"I could take her...my life has dulled down since Astoria left, I would make sure she's happy at the Manor. Father would come around after looking at her" Draco insisted.
Hermione looked down at the little girl, who was moving sleepily in Draco's arms.
"I was thinking about naming her Evangeline" Hermione explained.
"Evangeline? She'll be tortured for that name at Hogwarts for sure" Draco responded, his finger now being held by the little one's hand.
"Then you come up with a better name" Hermione said, rolling her eyes.
"Evee" Draco replied.
"What" questioned Hermione.
"It was the name of a lake I used to go to as a kid, my family has a cabin up there...I might stay there, and let father keep the Manor" Draco answered.
"Why a lake" asked Hermione.
"It was always peaceful there...beautiful even" Draco stated.
Hermione still didn't understand, babies were in no way peaceful! They cried when their diaper was wet, cry when they wake up, cry when they're taking a bath, cry if the barely hurt themselves, and cry when they're hungry...what the hell made babies so peaceful, in Draco's opinion.
After three years of having Evee, Hermione had discovered that it had been the right name for her. She was always peaceful, never an angry child. Hermione was washing dishes, when there was a knock on the door, it was Christmas...she wasn't expecting anyone, and all of her friends were too busy to pop in.
"Dobby will get it" Dobby said, disappearing, and opening the door.
"Young Master Malfoy, so pleasant to see you" said Dobby.
Hermione looked out from the kitchen, and saw Evee run up to Draco. Draco in return picked her up in the air, and threw her up in down a few times. She couldn't stand it when he did that! It made Evee laugh, and smile.
"How have you been kiddo" Draco asked, still holding Evee up in his arms.
You must be joking? Draco Malfoy, calling a little kid...kiddo?
"I didn't get a Fluffy" stated Evee, pointing to the Christmas tree.
"Oh like this" Draco asked, giving Evee a stuffed animal.
Evee cheered, looking at the; dark brown, three headed dog stuffed animal. Draco set Evee on the ground, and she ran of around the tree.
"You had to get her that" stated Hermione.
"It's what she wanted, right" Draco responded.
Hermione laughed, and hugged him. After three years of Draco hanging around, she'd began to trust him more.
"Everything is going to okay" Draco said, after realizing Hermione was crying.
Hermione was looking in from outside the St. Mungo's room, a Ministry agent came beside her.
"Any good news Harry" Hermione asked.
Harry shook his head.
"Tell me" Hermione stated.
"They sent message to Blaise, they said that there will be a hearing...apparently Blaise has changed his mind" said Harry.
"You must be joking! Why would he-" "I don't know...Malfoy's coming" Harry said, interrupting Hermione.
Hermione, although seeing Ron not too far behind Draco...immediately hugged Draco. What could Ron and Harry expect? Neither of them had spoken to her since they'd discovered whom was Evee's father.
"I heard about the hearing, Pansy said Blaise was angry-" "How angry" Hermione asked.
"On a scale of one to ten, I'd say fifteen thousand...and two" Draco replied.
This would be the first time she'd seen Blaise in years, and also the first time she wouldn't have Evee with her at home... Hermione paced around her apartment, she was unable to sit still, and Crookshanks was watching her. Crooks had become very lazy, comes with age. His eyes followed her all around the room, down the hall, into the kitchen...read a paragraph of a potions book, and then leave again. All the while, the same questions & answers buzzed in her head: How was the Ministry taking care of Evee? They have got a few doors Hermione, they'll have her taken care of...but what are they feeding her? She doesn't like green beans, she prefers brussell sprouts! Come on Hermione, they've probably got an entire buffet! What if she starts feeling sick? She only likes eating low in fat marshmallows...which wasn't exactly possible, for Hermione to want to buy, but you weren't supposed to tell Evee that.
Hermione was still pacing when the phone rang, and she grabbed ahold of it.
"Hello" she said.
"Sit down Hermione...you aren't relaxing, if you aren't well rested for the hearing tomorrow, they certainly won't give you back Evee" Draco's voice stated.
She sighed, she couldn't stand it when Draco was right! Hermione sat beside Crookshanks, who seemed to make a groaning meow, as the couch sunk in more because of her.
"Sorry Crooks" Hermione said, hanging up the phone.
At midnight, Hermione still wasn't asleep. It was hard knowing Evee wasn't there, not to wake her up in the morning to say 'Goodmorning mummy', or anything. Hermione could die, but not before she knew Evee wouldn't be staying with Blaise. Who knows what kind of father he would be...always complaining about her blood status, and such. Makes one wonder, how Draco could have turn out to be better?
Hermione took deep breaths, and eventually drifted off into a deep sleep. Her alarm sounded off, and Hermione flew from her bed. She woke up ten minutes later then she was supposed too! Now she'd have to hurry!
She was nearly out the door, when she found Lucius standing in the doorway. Hermione gasped, and Lucius looked down at her feet.
"You're well aware that you are wearing slippers, are you not?" questioned Lucius.
Hermione looked down at her feet, and blushed.
"Why are you here" Hermione asked, as she'd gone back inside to find some proper shoes.
"To assure you don't arrive too early, they'll count you as a suck up...always in a rush, so you would rush Evee to learn magic, and whatever else those Ministry Family Counseling Agents think" stated Lucius rolling his eyes.
Hermione sighed, and looked to Lucius sadly.
"No need for tears, you arrive crying they'll believe you have more then just an Evee problem" said Lucius.
"You are a bit of a know it all, Mr. Malfoy" Hermione said, the tears seeming to disappear.
"This coming from a little hypocrite" Lucius responded, pushing her back against the wall nearest to the kitchen.
Just at that moment Crookshanks had rubbed against Lucius' legs, and continued to do so purring.
"I do like cats Crookshanks, but at the moment...I am only interested in one" Lucius said, looking down at the front of Hermione's pencil skirt.
"If I come to the hearing limping, then they'll believe someone's been torturing me" stated Hermione.
"Yes, but you have done well torturing me" Lucius said, not moving her away from the wall.
"We did that once, and it was in your Office chair" Hermione stated.
Lucius started for Hermione's skirt's belt, but Hermione took his hands away from it. He groaned...
"I have a hearing to get to" Hermione insisted.
He sighed, and reopened the front door. Lucius hadn't realized how much Hermione had actually grown, since she'd begun to work for him. However, he didn't enjoy the factor of motherly instincts...otherwise, he'd be getting a bit of action right now.