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I paced nervously in front of the giant doors that lead to the great hall. I was supposed to wait until all of the first years had been sorted and the doors opened for me to go in. I was to be sorted alone.

I heard an ancient creak and whirled to face the slowly opening doors. I stared, wide-eyed at the enormous hall, filled to the brim with students. "A very unusual student will be joining us this year." I began walking towards the elders at the head of the hall.

"You all may have heard of a school in America by the name of The Academy," there were some mutterings and intakes of breath from the students. "Well this bright young lady, has left that prestigious school to join us here at Hogwarts. We are lucky to have such a talented student and I hope that, no matter which House she is sorted into, you will all welcome her with open arms."

As I got closer to the adults, I saw that an aged man with a gray beard and gray hair(both long enough to be tucked into his belt) had been speaking. "Miss Evelyn Woodall." a stern-looking woman with square spectacles commanded. She pointed to a three-legged stool.

I blushed and slid onto the seat as she dropped a heavy, leather hat on my head. It instantly slid down past my eyes and I shoved it up quickly.

"Don't touch me, child!" it snapped. I yelped and jumped slightly as a few students giggled. "Now then, hold still. Well, well...the brains of a Ravenclaw, certainly...I'd expect nothing less from a student of The Academy." I bit my lip, wanting badly to be in Gryffindor with Charlie.

"How interesting...you have the makings of a Slytherin as well." I swallowed harshly and felt the hat chuckle. "Don't want to be a Slytherin, dear? I do see the heart of a lion within you...very well! GRYFFINDOR!" it shouted. It was removed from my head at once and I leapt up, grinning at the table filled with Gryffindors. They were screaming and clapping, welcoming me to their house.

I giggled, jogging over to them. I spotted flaming red hair and ran towards it. "Evelyn!" Charlie shouted. "Over here!" I saw him grinning and I beamed, leaping into a hug. "I knew you'd make it, I admit, I was a bit worried Ravenclaw might snag you."

"Ravenclaw? Me? Never." I laughed, shoving him lightly.

"Alright, settle down. Settle down." the old man smiled from his podium. "Now then, tuck in!"

Charlie pulled me down to sit beside him as food appeared on the table before me. "Go on then!" he laughed.

I shook my head, giggling softly. "I'm still full from the candy."

Charlie showed me around the castle and took me to my classes for almost two months until I learned the tricks of the old bricks and the shortcuts through the walls. At the moment, I was sitting in Defense Against the Dark Arts. It was my favorite.

"Miss. Woodall." the professor called.

"Yes, sir?"

"I need your assistance." he beckoned me forward. "I assume learned how to defend yourself against dementors, yes?"

I gulped, rising from my seat. "Yes, sir."

"You know how to cast the spell then, correct?" I nodded. "Good, let's see your patronus."

I smiled, I loved my patronus. I stood at the front of the room, raising my silvery wand and conjuring up my happiest memory. For some reason, I chose my train ride with Charlie. "Expecto Patronum!" an enormous, silver wolf burst from my wand and sprinted around the room.

Some students screamed and ducked as it snapped playfully at their heads and I giggled as it came to a trotting stop beside me.

"Very good, Miss. Woodall." he clapped. "Now then, I expect you'll do just fine against a dementor." I froze in place as he unlatched a large, wooden chest and a shadowy figure sprung from it, swooping in front of me.

Instantly, my wolf vanished from my side and I trembled before the hooded creature.

"Miss. Woodall, you have broken the most important rule at this school. You've been expelled."

I gasped as it came closer to me, I felt cold seeping into my body as I took a shaky step back.

My heart dropped as I walked into my apartment and saw Evan on top of my roommate. He was smiling at her and she was giggling. And I couldn't help myself. "Sectumsempra!" I screamed, a bright, white light exploded from my wand and instantly, both Evan and Mary were covered in slashes that oozed scarlet blood.

"EXPECTO PATRONUM!" I shrieked, shielding my face as my wolf launched itself from my wand and into the dementor. My wolf snapped and snarled until the dementor was beaten back into its chest, and I flicked my wand to shut it and lock it quickly.

The professor clapped and smiled at me. "Have you fought many dementors, Miss. Woodall?" he was so annoyingly excited. "That was extraordinary."

"No." I snarled. "And neither have you, obviously. If you had ever come close to fighting one, you would know that that was NOT extraordinary and that it almost kissed me. I barely snapped out of it in time to fight it off."

I stalked back to my seat and snatched my belongings up. "If you knew anything, you would also know that students are not permitted to fight dementors in school. Not even in America!" I spun on my heel and left the classroom, slamming the door loudly behind me.

Thankfully, DADA was my last class of the day. I was fuming as I got to the Fat Lady, snarled the password and threw my bag into an armchair. I huffed and paced a bit before deciding that I needed to talk to Charlie. I stormed up to the boys dorms and threw myself down on Charlie's bed, bubbling with pent up rage.

Before long the door opened and several boys walked in, laughing and screwing around until one of them smacked the others on the chest and nodded at me. "Well, what are you doing here, love?"

"Get. Charlie." I growled, narrowing my eyes at them. When they didn't move I leapt up. "Now!" sparks flew from me and they yelped, running back down the stairs.

I collapsed back onto the bed and waited, brooding. A shock of red hair stumbled into the room and upon seeing the look on my face, Charlie shut the door behind him.

"What happened?" he sat next to me, keeping some distance.

My nostrils flared and I shot from the bed. "I'll tell you what happened! I was sitting merrily, jotting down some notes in my favorite bloody class, when out of the blue! The professor says, 'Oh, Miss. Woodall, please come up front.'. So of course I go up and he asks me to show my patronus, which I do!"

I heaved a deep breath, pacing in front of a wide-eyed Charlie. "And then, the blithering idiot, says, 'Oh good! Now you can fight a real dementor!', and he brings out a real, live, fucking dementor and stands there while I just about get the life sucked from me! I've never fought a dementor in my life and he just expected me to do it?! Not to mention that we aren't allowed to fight dementors in school even for educational purposes!"

I stood in front of Charlie, chest rising and falling rapidly with my arms still thrown out from my rant. "You mean to tell me that you just fought off a real, live dementor?"

"Well, yes! I wasn't just going to let it get me, now was I?!" I snapped in exasperation. I tell him this horrid story and all he's worried about is me fighting a dementor.

An idiotic smile formed on his face. "Wicked." he breathed.

"Ugh!" I threw my hands up and started to storm from the room.

"Wait, wait, wait. Eve, I'm sorry, but it's amazing that you were able to fight off a full grown dementor." he smiled, catching my arm.

I took a shuddering breath. "Yes, but that's not the point, Charlie."

"Yes, I know. Do you want to go to McGonagall?"

"No." I grumbled, crossing my arms over my stomach.

He bit his lip and I could tell he was trying not to smile. "Do you want to sit here and brood angrily, possibly punching me?"

I couldn't help but grin. "Yes." he laughed and we fell back onto his bed. We'd only known each other for a couple of months, but it seemed as though it had been years.

"You know something, Eve?" he said after a while.

"Hm?" I hummed, basically asleep.

"I think you're probably my best friend." I sat up and looked at him curiously. "It's true. You're more fun to be around than the boys anyway." he shrugged.