A/N: Hey everyone! Next chapter's only a few lines away. Sorry for the delay, I hope I made up with it with an even longer chapter. One that I hope you'll like just as much as the last and won't disappoint you (or me). Again, I know I had it better the last copy…but here we go.

Disclaimer: Do I have to stress the fact that I don't own Harry Potter?

Chapter 2: Evangeline Malfoy and Laura Zabini

Just like the clouds would separate when the majestic sun approaches, so would the minors. This was of course not rare. There was always someone who had people almost bowing to their feet if it were the Victorian times. But never before was there a female to take that place. Never, in Slytherin history was there a girl who walked with the pride of a man.

This girl had people staring at her beauty, gasping at her arrogance, shocked by her intellect and craving her attention, leaving them eyeing her in envy. Her stride of grace and force demanded respect, her etiquette and courtesy would leave you with no complaints, her choice of fashion rendered the well-off poor. But what was it about this girl that made her almost perfect? Was it the rich blond hair that was kept either regally tight or intoxicatingly let down? Was it the grey cold eyes infused with the taste of warm honey? Could it be the perfect posture with which she always stood? Surely, her ruthlessness or her fierce defense for what's right? Maybe how no girl could compete with her or how every boy would forever want her?

Her name itself forced an expression of recognition when uttered and she knew it. Proud and head high she would say, Evangeline Malfoy. That name was enough to explain why she was so. Why her presence demanded reverence. Not only did it tell you who her father is but it reminded you who her mother is.

Born in the awakening of fall, the world came to know about Evangeline Malfoy as she arrived and brought with her the falling of leaves. No one could say, "She has her mother's hair color." Or, "She has her father's eyes." No. She was literally a miniature version of Draco and Hermione, put together in equal amounts of traits. It's as though God could not decide who to make the baby like. More like daddy or more like mommy?

Every feature of her was half of Draco and Hermione. Her anger and her calmness, her ability to be the meanest person in Hogwarts and yet the most caring, her fierce defense for what's right and her infamous disregard for the rules, everything went hand in hand. Everything that made her good girl made her just as bad in nature.

Those close to her knew who she was but others couldn't decide whether to love her or hate her. She was the girl in Hogwarts everyone knew about and yet they knew nothing about her. Half of her popularity rose from envy, half from rumors. She had a reputation many girls wanted but don't be fooled; everyone knew she was no good girl.

"Malfoy, get your arse down here right this instant or Newell's going to have our knickers in exchange for detention!"

Ah yes, the 'sweet' sound of Laura Zabini's holler. Best friend and sister to Evangeline was Laura Zabini. Everyone looked past her last name. She might have been born to the Zabini's but she was a Malfoy through and through. Inseparable since after their birth, the two girls lived together, whether that be in Malfoy manor or Zabini mansion. The girls hailed from the world of luxury. Nothing was bought for one, it was bought for both.

If you hated Evangeline Malfoy, you couldn't hate Laura Zabini. And if you disliked Laura, you were more favorable towards Evangeline. See, no one really figured how these two never fought. Not only were they polar opposites in the appearance department but also nature-wise. Laura was blessed with hair so dark, it could blind you. Her eyes dazzled you with blue of sapphire. And she wasn't as hot headed as Evangeline. Irrational behavior was something you'd never see from her either. Though not as brilliant as Evangeline, she was the closest when it came to her intellect.

But besides that, the two were identical. They loved the same things and hated the same things.

"One more minute!" she heard Evangeline answer.

Laura sighed, standing against the wall for fear of falling over. 'She said that ten minutes ago!'

"Ahhh. Don't shout! It's throbbing as it is." complained Audrey, massaging her temple with difficulty.

Laura stared at the empty Slytherin common room except for her friends. The one writing an essay, or at least trying to, was Jennelle Carring, the only daughter of famous writer and also a former death eater Trofton Carring. Beside her was Audrey Knight, rubbing her temple. She was the daughter of George Knight, galleonaire and owner of magical farms. Her family established the first farms for cultivating magical ingredients and such for potion making and spells.

"Oh dear god, I think I see a yellow canary." Aurrette squinted and edged forward from her seat. "It's tap dancing! Do you girls see it? Right there by the desk? How did it learn that? I've been trying for ages!"

And that was Aurrette Kingston. Her father, an already rich landlord, worked with Draco as school governor. All in their sixth year, the girls became friends from their first night in Hogwarts. And that was the night 'The Medusas' was born. Named after the snake haired beauty that challenged the goddess of wisdom and war – Athena, the name suited them to the core. The first similarity would be Medusa's hair and their house's prized crest. Five of the most envied and yet wanted girls arrived at Hogwarts that night. No matter how hard they tried, neither their seniors nor juniors could take up the posts that they held and there was no one going to reign over them. They were supreme, the highest most absolute power reigning over the student body.

"THAT'S IT…" Laura started.

"Alright, alright, I'm here. Keep your knickers on, I know you love me." said a voice coming down the stairs.

Laura rolled her eyes, 'Arrogance Malfoy.' She pulled herself away from the wall only to steady herself; her head was still in a whirlwind. Audrey, Jennelle, and Aurrette stood up (holding something for support of course). Everyone seemed to be alright with being late, they didn't really want to go to class anyway but Laura stood with her hands to her hips.

Evangeline descended from the steps with her hair tightly held back, skirt folded higher and a button undone. Laura stared at her in surprise. Everyone was a mess. They got no sleep last night, no make up, hell they couldn't even stand and there was Miss Perfect. She looked like she did everyday – perfect - while everyone else looked like they'd been run over by a truck. But even more astonishing to Laura was that this girl cared not a bit for the Prefect badge or its importance.

"I can't believe you! Do you care about that badge you wear? Because you taking your sweet time for make up tells me you really don't." Laura said sternly. She may be younger than her but she kept Evangeline in check.

The happy smile on Evangeline face disappeared. "Well I'm not the one that wanted a boozed up party last night."

Jennelle, Aurrette and Audrey sat back down. There was no point, if a blizzard comes just let it pass.

"Sorry! My mistake! I just thought I'd throw a party for my best friend because I thought she deserved it after a game like that." Laura countered.

So that's what happened last night. That's why the girls were so badly hung over and that's why the entire common room floor was covered in confetti and plastic cups and plates, Slytherin had just beaten Ravenclaw mercilessly in Quidditch. Bringing in alcohol and fire whiskey was what Slytherins did best. Except, just like every time they tell themselves not to drink so much, they end up chugging down a few bottles each. Although, this time the hang over was unbearable. Laura wondered what made them drink so much. Even the boys didn't indulge so much.

Evangeline couldn't help but feel a little insulted. "And I'm sorry I wasted my time brewing up a potion to help my best friends with the hangover because I thought it was very kind of them." Evangeline brought out a vial she was holding behind her all this time.

Immediately all those sitting stood up. Suddenly, there was a ray of light showcasing the vial and Audrey even managed to hear a church choir. They stared at Evangeline as though she was holding the Holy Grail.

Laura gulped, her eyes fixed on it. "He-he, what a joke, right? You knew I was joking."

"No, it kind of sounded like you were scolding me." Evangeline pondered.

"Scolding?! Oh no…ehm, come on Eva, give us some." Laura raised a hand while approaching her. They were all walking towards her.

"Uh, uh, uh. Come on say it. Evangeline you are so…"

Laura looked at her, not one bit amused. She sighed and said very unenthusiastically, "…wondeful."

"I swear your brilliance…"

"…astounds me." sighed Laura

"And your so…"

Laura was dying to say 'doomed' but chose to say, "…selfless"

"And I wish I were…"

Laura rolled her eyes "…More like you."

…………..

Evangeline smiled wide, "I know you do."

Laura breathed in and screamed while charging after her. Evangeline yelled and ran as fast as she could but they all got to her and pulled away the vial.

A few sips here and there, few minutes for retouching them selves and they were good to go. Now that they looked 'acceptable' they didn't care if they had time for breakfast or not.

The students were well into their breakfast with the constant chatter of how Evangeline Malfoy gob smacked the whole stadium and stole the snitch from the sky. It was spectacular and to do it justice, it was going to be the topic for many weeks to come.

The Medusas strutted into the Grand Hall. Ah yes, the strut. The one that kept the lads looking and the 'lad-ees' trying. There was always this silent acknowledgement when they walked into a room. It's not as if the room would stop all its activities, they'd done that years ago, but you some how always knew they were in the room. The girls would steal glances at what trends needed to be followed and the boys…would just peak from time to time (…when there girlfriends weren't looking).

Upon their entry, all the Slytherin boys congratulated her. "All hail! Lady Quidditch enters!" Derrick cheered and Evangeline couldn't help but laugh. She went into frenzy with her team as they leaped in joy. She was so proud of them (and happy. None of them seemed to be affected by much of a hangover). The whole table was in pandemonium as they celebrated with their victorious worriers. No scratch that, they were still drunk.

"Hail Salazar!" They cheered, gaining the entire hall's attention. A few students from the other houses clapped, they had to admit; it was quite simply brilliant. Evangeline stood at a pose, loving every minute of the admiration from her peers. Evangeline continued down the table, throwing high-fives to everyone. She loved this and Laura knew it.

Her eyes fell to the Gryffindor table. They were met with angry green emeralds. She smirked at him, enjoying every minute of the agony he was suffering since yesterday. "Think you can take me now?"

Even though she didn't utter a word, he heard every word she said to him. They often spoke to each other like this. Their hate spoke for them.

"Hey, Evangeline."

Her attention was pulled away when Ashleigh Whatts called out to her. She saw her friends make their way to their designated spot on the Slytherin table and signaled that she'd be there in two minutes. She was really hungry and no mood for talk on an empty stomach.

But she made her way, hoping to get away fast.

"Hey, Ashleigh. How have you been? And Bethany, right?" Evangeline asked.

She just missed the scowl on Ashleigh's face when Evangeline smiled at the girl beside her and ignored her. Bethany sat up, more attentive and unsure if she was the one being spoken to.

"Yes. Hi." Bethany smiled.

"Yeah, I think we have Charms together." guessed Evangeline and Bethany nodded.

"Uh, Evangeline that was some flying yesterday." Ashleigh pushed in. "I couldn't stop going on about it. You were spectacular. But I heard there was some party going on in the dungeons." She winked.

Evangeline looked from side to side to see if anyone heard. She hoped word didn't get out. But then again, the boys had it written on her temple by the way they were celebrating.

She laughed, "Yeah. I think everyone deserved it. Team work got us through."

"Oh no. Everyone knows it's how you train them. Did you see that dive, Bethany?" asked Ashleigh.

"Of course! It was amazing." Bethany complimented.

"Thanks. Anyway girls, I have to run. I'm starved. I'll see you around then?" Evangeline edged further away as the girls waved.

"Ciao….Bitch" spat Ashleigh as she turned back to face Bethany.

"What? I thought you liked her." Bethany said puzzled by her reaction.

"I hate her. I hate sucking up to her." Ashleigh said plainly.

"So why do you?"

"It's not like I have a choice, everyone does. It's all part of the game. I have to be seen with people like that." Ashleigh said to her and upon hearing that, Bethany didn't know if she liked her new friend.

"People like what?" she asked

"You know…the 'top notch'?" Ashleigh said expectantly but when all Bethany did was raise an eye brow she sighed, "Merlin, Bethany, you Ravenclaws have to shut your books sometime and see the world. You need to hang out with me more."

Ashleigh edged forward in excitement. "The 'Top Notch,' like the word suggests, is a collective term we give to students here in Hogwarts who have a curriculum Vitae far more impressive than the majority. They stand out and people flock to them. It can be any body. From prefects, Quidditch captains, rich snobs, famous ones, gorgeous people or trouble makers. If you're popular, you're probably in among the Top Notches."

Bethany thought for a while. "So, she's among the Top Notches because she's a prefect?"

Ashleigh's eyes stared at the girl like she was mad. "O.K Bethany, jokes over. Stop behaving like you've been living in Mars all these years."

"Oh yes! How dumb of me," Bethany tapped her head. "She's prefect as well as the Slytherin Quidditch captain."

"…O.K you HAVE been living in Mars all this time. Thank god no one heard you say that. They'd be mortified." Ashleigh said, fixing her flicks as she began. "Prefect hood is among the last things she known for. Evangeline is the first Malfoy in her line born a half-blood. She's the only daughter of Draco Malfoy, former Death Eater and current school governor. He was the one was responsible for Headmaster Albus Dumbledore's murder. You'd think that should be reason enough for them to jump of a bridge but they remain one of the richest and proudest wizarding families."

Bethany was listening very intently now. She'd heard of Draco Malfoy in her Defense Against The Dark Arts class. There wasn't much written about the Death Eaters that turned good but there was a paragraph about the headmaster's death. It was blatantly written. He helped. It seemed the whole classroom would stare at her but it didn't look like it bothered her at all. She actually looked prouder than ever, sometimes correcting passages in the text. Bethany remembered how people with exaggerated fears surrounded her after classes like that.

"I can't remember her mother's name now but she was best friends with Harry Potter. She even fought in the Great War but ended up marrying her school rival. There's debate over whether she was kicked out or she left them but it broke them up. My mother goes on and on about how it was the most tragic thing and when I say how it really doesn't matter she says this generation will never understand how big a deal it is. She still has the Daily Prophet paper that reads: 'After Their Greatest Achievement Came Their Greatest Downfall.' But honestly, who cares?"

"Anyway, this union has attained attention for all most two decades. Her parents sit with the Minister of Magic at social events. Merlin, they even have books about their infamous love story! And I hate the fact that if there's anything she doesn't like, it's most probably going to be changed or replaced, even if it's a school rule. All because her father's school governor!"

"As if that's not enough to make her the 'Toppest of the Notch', Evangeline Malfoy is the first female Quidditch captain in Slytherin history. You'd think it was because of all the spectacular brooms she gets but no. You saw how she dares gravity to drop her. She competes with height!"

"Yeah, she was fearless. But that's nothing compared to her in class." Bethany finally spoke up, "Half my house is baffled by how she got the same marks her mother did. Now they both hold the highest O.W.L.S in record. How…how…I can't seem to understand." Bethany gave up.

"She's such a know it all. Add beauty, riches, no care for rules, and a future head girl title to that list. I don't think anyone can understand. She's some kind of a freak. Sometimes she's such a show off. She actually insults Harry Potter. Her audacity! And of course there are the infamous rows with Dominic Potter. I wanted to celebrate when I heard they were both this close to expulsion." Ashleigh sniggered.

"We all have enough to send her packing home but the teachers don't since she always gets away with it. I don't know how they miss it sometimes. Like the time when she conjured a serpent and made it slither to Penelope Jowls for disrespecting the Slytherin Emblem. It had fangs out! The poor sole was literally petrified for weeks." Ashleigh sighed as a shiver ran through her. She remembered the fire in Evangeline's eyes. If Laura didn't stop her…would there be a Penelope Jowls today?

"So how come no one says anything?" asked Bethany

"And then what? You think you've ended her life but you've actually ended yours. No ones going to talk to you. You're the enemy to them. Everyone's on either her side or Dominic's side. You can go on Dominic's side and you'll like it too, it's less treacherous there but she'll always remember what you did."

"She makes the rules. Weather you follow them or not, it's up to you but don't ever cross her. She's changed Hogwarts. Mom says when she was here no one really knew anything about Muggles but Evangeline's changed the system. She makes everything muggle not only acceptable but cool. Leaving us non-muggleborns confused." Ashleigh sighed in frustration. "Muggleborns are considered to be smarter. Figures, since they know about their world and ours too."

Bethany looked to the girl that just left their table. She shook her head. Evangeline didn't seem to be anything Ashleigh described but she was. Bethany thought Ashleigh was the wrong crowd to hang with but it turns out it's someone she looked up to for her dedication to school.

"Cheer up, Beth. I have a plan to end her reign." Ashleigh sniggered. She didn't wait for an answer from Bethany. "Do you know Justin Timberlake?"

Bethany shook her head.

"Damn it! Who is this bloke?" Ashleigh pondered in frustration. "All the Medusas keep swooning over him. I have to find him and get him before she does. And when I do, I'll laugh at her face…"Ashleigh smiled mischievously.


"Where'd you go?" asked Jennelle, taking another bite of her toast.

"Oh, just talking to Astonishingly Dim Ashleigh. I don't know how she does it, act like nothing happened." Evangeline said, taking a spoon of her cereal.

"Well, you're doing it too, aren't you?" Aurrette asked.

"What will you have me do? Pummel her? Because quite frankly I'd love to. I don't need stupid rumors flying around about me and her grotesque ogre of a brother." Evangeline could already feel herself boiling.

"Don't think about it, Eva. All the Whatts have issues." said Laura.

Evangeline was speeding with her cereal when Audrey broke into hilarity. She pushed her porridge and wiped the tears that formed in her eye.

She looked at her friends who were looking at her like she was insane. "I was just thinking…she isn't STILL looking for Justin Timberlake, is she?"

As if on cue, Jennelle, Aurrette, Evangeline and Laura broke into laughter too.

"No, no. she's not that thick." laughed Jennelle

"No, trust me. She's probably looked through Ravenclaw." Evangeline chuckled, "Laura you're a genius! What a superb plan to get rid of Lady Dim."

"Well she can go ahead and cry me a river. Who asked her to eavesdrop on our conversations?" Laura chuckled, sliding off her seat.


Evangeline left the common room after an evening's "light" reading of the 1245 Leprechaun Rebellion. And now she walked along the deserted corridor to the Great Hall. The silence she walked with was broken by yelling, a tiny scream and a rush of shoes. She took a left and ran down the small corridor.

She followed the sounds of laughter and crying. Turning many times, she stopped at the site of three boys and one little girl. All in their first years by the look of their height.

"Oy! What's happening here?" she demanded.

The boys froze like ice and then broke into a run.

"Stop right there you dirty rats!" She yelled after them.

They froze once again.

"Well? Come back now!" She commanded and they walked back with shivers.

She looked back to the girl with brown hair and blue eyes that resembled the sea. She had tears gleaming from her cheek as she looked back at Evangeline. There were colorful pages all around her.

"What happened, love?" she asked in a much softer voice.

"They…they…they tore up my favorite story book and pulled my pony tail." She touched her loose pony tail for proof. Evangeline went soft when she saw the little girl struggle to pick up her ripped pages. For a minute Evangeline saw herself in her. She was still the little girl loving the things that brought her happiness. Books…words.

And then she remembered the reason for the little girl's tears.

"If I see you within a ten mile radius of this girl, I'll have you cooked for a troll. This is not accepted here, you understand! Now, which houses are you from?" she asked the boys.

……..

"Houses or the elves will be preparing the stew!" she yelled.

"Slytherin!" They rushed to tell her.

'No wonder.' Evangeline rolled her eyes as she thought. "Five points from each of you for the vandalized book and another five points for harassing and bullying. I'll be speaking to Professor Isaacs about this and you can't expect a month of detention from me." Evangeline ordered.

"Thirty points? Thirty points! That's not fair! Come on, you're in Slytherin. You're supposed to be on our side. It'll be like taking points from your own house…" said one of the boys.

"And so what!" She boomed at them, stepping forward. "Does that give you the right to rip out pages? Does it give you the right to hurt her?" She kneeled down and looked them straight in the eye. "When I was given this badge they didn't tell me I wasn't allowed to dock points from my own house. Now that we've established that you're from MY house, you'll remember never to interrupt me again because I am in no way on YOUR side. Now away with you!" she dismissed them.

She watched them scramble away, pushing down one other to get the most further. "From all the prefects, you had to get us a Malfoy!" said one of them.

"It wasn't my idea to scare the stupid Hufflepuff, it was yours. Never should have listened to y…"

Evangeline was still fuming at their insolence. It usually took the first years two weeks to know her and what she expected from them. And none, since her appointment last year, ever spoke back let alone interrupted her. If it wasn't for the sobs behind her that stopped her, she would have taken some more off for their audacity.

She walked back to the little girl. She was now sitting in a corner, crying over her pages. She sat down beside her and looked at her. "Did they scare you a lot?"

The girl just nodded, pushing aside her tears.

"Would you feel better if I took off more points from them?" she asked.

The girl looked up in alarm. "Oh no, please. They'll come back and take more of my books." She begged.

"Don't worry about them. They won't be coming anywhere near you…or they'll have hell to pay." She whispered.

There was a little silence before the girl looked up again. "Do you often cook boys for trolls?"

Evangeline laughed. "No, they would be the first."

"Oh." She said, wondering what was funny.

"So, do you like it here in Hogwarts?" Evangeline didn't know why she was asking her this. She never really associated with first years but this girl was a change from the snobby, trouble makers in her own house.

"It's alright." She said and Evangeline thought this was weird. New students always loved it here. "But the headmaster scares me. Have you ever seen her laugh? Does she know how to?"

Evangeline chuckled, "Yeah, Professor McGonagall does that sometimes and yes she laughs but only on rare occasions. She's usually in a lot of stress to keep the school as perfect as it was when all the other headmasters ran it."

"Oh." The girl said with realization. "And then there's the Sorting Hat. I don't think I like him at all." She said, crossing her arms.

Evangeline was very amused by this girl. "Oh? And why is that?"

"Well, he said I'd be happy in Hufflepuff. I like it there but I don't like the house. Everyone thinks we're goody-two-shoes. And they all seem alright with people thinking that but I'm not. I can be cunning, like Slytherin. I can be brave, like Gryffindor. I can be smart as the Ravenclaws." she said stubbornly.

"Who says all Hufflepuffs are only goody-two-shoes? Who says all Gryffindors are only proud pussy cats and big headed coach roaches? No comments there." Evangeline paused for a few giggles from the girl. "Who says all Slytherins are nasty? Who says all Ravenclaws don't care about anything else but their essays? No one. Just because you're sorted into a house, doesn't mean your any short of brave, smart, or cunning. No one, not even the Sorting Hat has the right to put a label on you and tell you to be a certain way. He just puts you in a house so you have people who are more like you. He doesn't and can't change you. No one was born with one trait. Sure your house always says something about you but no ones going to ask you which house you're from when you go get a job. Your fiancé won't care. Your parents shouldn't care either."

"Wow. I never saw it like that. You're right." The girl pondered and then laughed, "You really hate Gryffindors, don't you?"

"No." Evangeline said lost in thought, "My mum was from Gryffindor. It made her the great person she is. I wanted to be in that house so badly because she was from there. She lost so many things; I didn't want her to lose this pride. But I have another blood running through me. And when I told her, I cried like I failed her. And she held me and said that she was proud and she didn't care one bit. She wanted me to be a good person and that's it. I really wanted to be in Gryffindor but then I see my dad. He is everything I want be. I want to defy the laws like he did. I want to break free of the norm like he did. I want to hold my head high after being shamed."

There was silence which meant the girl had no idea what Evangeline meant. Evangeline stood up and pulled up the girl too, "But the truth remains, I highly dislike the Gryffindors because they want to rule and I won't have that. They just think they're the best house of them all and it's wrong to think like that. Not all. But there's a few I'd love to feed to the trolls." she said with a determined look on her face.

The little girl smiled.

"Let me fix that for you." Evangeline said pointing at the book.

With a quick 'Reparo' it was good as new. "Anything else bothering you that I can help with?" she asked.

"No but sleep would be good." The girl yawned in reply.

"O.K then, go on." Evangeline patted her back.

"Thank you." The girl waved as she turned at the corner.

Evangeline was smiling and then it hit her. "Hey…"

But she was gone. What was her name again?


Evangeline walked into the Great Hall and saw that her house mates were STILL celebrating. Perhaps they forgot they did that in the morning. But all were in a good mood, some recapping their spectacular strategies. Evangeline finished cheering with her team and was heading to Laura and the rest when some one spoke behind her.

"Enjoy the celebrations, Malfoy. It'll be your last as prefect."

Evangeline's smile reduced. She rolled her eyes as she realized who that voice belonged to and turned around to Vivian Sawford. She was the Head Girl (unfortunately) out to destroy Evangeline at every opportunity. Evangeline found it sad that even the head girl would be threatened by her. It wasn't her fault no one wanted to follow Vivian's orders. The reason Evangeline hated her was because she hailed from the house of the "all brave" pussy cats. And one other thing you should never do is threaten Evangeline's position as Prefect. She will rip you to pieces without sweating it.

"Hi, Vivian. I didn't know it was time for you to come out. Usually my nightmares torment me when I go to bed." smiled Evangeline. The few on lookers laughed but were hushed when Vivian shot them dagger eyes.

"Charming, Malfoy but I'm not here for your childish behavior. That party of yours is going be the reason for your life long nightmare. I'm sure professor McGonagall won't mind hearing about the fire whiskey bottles." This time she smiled.

"Oh she will mind. She minds you breathing, you see." Evangeline reminded her.

Most of the Slytherin table was laughing now and she could see the red anger and embarrassment on Vivian's face. Evangeline knew she hated this. Vivian always wanted people on her side, to make them obey her. But all she could ever do is take points and the students would merely walk away.

"Not as much I hate you living." Suddenly she stepped forward with a spiteful look. "I'm going to love it when you walk around these corridors without this badge of yours."

Uh oh. Told you…don't mention the badge.

Evangeline stepped forward as well. "I think I'll have to keep a 'ex-badge holders' party then because McGonagall wouldn't mind hearing how her favorite head girl stole into the forbidden forest one night and accidentally SET FIRE to half of Hagrid's hut. And Brian definitely isn't going to like to hear why I saw you emerging an hour later… with a certain someone." Evangeline's smile was now returning with every minute of horrid realization that spread on Vivian's face. "Were you two perspiring because of the panic the fire caused or because of…body heat?"

Evangeline loved watching the faces of all the people that planned her down fall. But they forget, she keeps tabs on them as well. "I may lose this badge. But take a look at everything you'll lose along with your badge."

The natural color on Vivian's face ebbed away quickly. She could picture it all. There was a real panic in Vivian's eyes as her mind went back that night. "You wouldn't dare…"

"Oh I dare, Sawford. Gryffindors are brave, aren't they? They dare. Think back to the day when the Sorting Hat said I should be in your table." She walked around Vivian. No one was listening anymore. They're hushed conversation lost everyone's interest a long time ago. Evangeline stood at her shoulder and pointed at Vivian's boyfriend, Brian as he laughed their friends. "That should be proof enough of what I can do."

Vivian continued her silence as tears brimmed in her eyes. "But I will give you the satisfaction you want." Evangeline said quietly, "I will be walking these corridors without this badge but I don't know if you're going to be ecstatic because it'll be yours I'll be wearing."

Vivian turned around in a flash and stared into those determined eyes. She searched them for any signs of compassion.

There were none.

Professor Deverell, The Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher, had always described what the eyes of a Death Eater looked like when he came face to face with one. Cold, cruel and merciless, he would say. You couldn't possibly see one today but Vivian finally realized what Professor Deverell was trying to explain. She saw them today…those eyes. They belonged to Evangeline Malfoy.

The Death Eater's daughter.


A/N: Sorry if it's too long. I just really wanted you guys to see the two sides to her. Trust me; I cut out a lot of it. There's so much I wanted you to know about her…and Laura. I guess I'll have to find a place for them in the coming chapters.

Thanks to all the reviewers. You guys are just fabulous! I loved reading each and every single one of them. They really made my days.

Theirs is a review under the name of obsession911. that's not me. I don't review my own stories. My cousin forgot she was signed on when she reviewed. So it's hers

So please be just as kind and don't make my review box anorexic. lol. Leave me one.