A/n: I had no idea how to write this but I hope you still like it :)
"You okay?" Cordelia jerked when she heard Evanora. She wasn´t aware, that she followed her.
"Evanora! I didn´t realized, you followed me."
"Yeah sorry, I didn´t mean to scare you." She felt bad for following her without saying a word.
"It´s okay. I have to get used to, that I won´t be able to see if someone is following me" a small smile showed up on the Blonde´s face.
"How did it happen? I mean...if I´m allowed to ask of course." Evanora was curious, why someone would do this to such a beautiful woman.
"Of course you´re allowed to ask. I´m surprised the other girls didn´t tell you already. Normally they gossip over everything." Delia sat down on the bench next to the front door. Evanora jumped on the banister and was ready to hear the story.
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" On Halloween, my mother took me out to a bar. I was surprised she wanted to talk but I just thought, she might wanted to talk about who might be the next Supreme."
"What´s a Supreme?" The young witch interrupted.
"It´s the head of the witches. She´s the most powerful, because she doesn´t have one power like we do, she has every power."
"Wow" Evanora was impressed. She only knew witches from fictional storylines, like Harry Potter or Charmed, so she had no idea that there is one witch who stands over every other one.
"Yes. And as you might have figured out already, Fiona is the current Supreme."
"So you will be the next Supreme?" Evanora forgot about the story behind Cordelia´s scars because she was fascinated by the Supreme-story.
"Oh God no!" The Headmistress had to laugh. She, the Supreme? Not in a million years.
"Being the Supreme doesn´t mean, your mother or grandmother had to be one."
"But could it happen? I mean that the new Supreme could be the daughter of the old one?"
"Theoretically?! Yes but it never happened in the history." Delia was surprised by this question.
"Does she know something? Does she know about us?"
"Too bad. I bet you´d have a been a great Supreme!" Evanora smiled at the older woman.
"Well, thank you, Evanora!" The Headmistress was overwhelmed by the kindness of the young witch. Normally every new student hated her, for taking them out of their normal life and bringing them to New Orleans.
"Eve!"
"What?"
"Eve. My friends call me Eve. Evanora sounds so formal."
It was a lie. Evanora had no friends, but she always wanted someone calling her by her nickname. Strangely, she felt Cordelia was the one, she had the best connection with. Even though she was 16 years older, her Headmistress and they only knew each other for a few hours. But it felt right.
"Well then, thank you Eve."
Cordelia knew she shouldn´t get too close with her, because she still has to be an authority for her but it didn´t seem to be a problem for Evanora.
Her thoughts got interrupted again by the young witch, who wanted to know now, how the Halloween-story ended.
But before Delia could continue, Fiona appeared on the porch.
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"Still offended, Delia?"
"No, how could I be offended?" The sarcasm in her voice couldn´t be overheard.
"Don´t be so sensitive. If the Voodoo gal wants to sacrifice herself, then let her."
"You still don´t get it, mother! Do you?" The Blonde wasn´t in the mood to argue with her mother, so she got up and wanted to leave.
"C´mon! Then tell me what it´s about?"
"Not in the mood!" The headmistress was just annoyed, that her mother felt the need to be in charge everywhere.
"You´re acting like little child, Cordelia!" Fiona noticed the anger in her daughter´s voice, but she was not in the mood to let her win. So before Cordelia could counter, the Supreme turned and stepped towards the front door.
"At least I don´t act like a bitch!" Fiona ignored her daughter´s last comment and walked inside.
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Evanora felt the need to say something but the only thing, which came up in her mind was
"Delia, huh?!"
Cordelia turned her head back to Evanora and her mood changed immediately.
"Excuse me?" She asked because the Headmistress wasn´t sure what her daughter just said.
"Your nickname! It´s Delia? Right?"
"Oh..." the Blonde smiled when she realized, Eve wasn´t talking about the fight with Fiona "...yeah. That´s why my friends call me. And sadly my mother as well."
Cordelia was telling a lie as well. Because the only friend she had was Hank and since he turned out to be the biggest asshole in history, she had no friend either.
"As far as I know, it means the goddess of fire and poetry!" Evanora was surprised, because she had no idea where she knew it from.
"Goddess? Strange that I haven´t felt anything of that, yet"
The two women had to laugh about Delia´s comment and the anger of the previous argue with Fiona was totally forgotten.
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"So, you know what your name means then?" The women needed a minute to calm down again. And Delia sat back down on the bench.
"Evanora? No, not really?"
"Well good that I know it then!" The Headmistress of course knew why her daughter was named Evanora.
"Cool! Tell me!"
It cost Cordelia more energy than she thought. All the memories came back.
How she was lying in that hospital room.
How the doctor told her, that her daughter didn´t survive.
How she was crying for weeks, alone in her room.
How she had no one to talk to, because her boyfriend left her, when he heard, that she was pregnant.
How her mother throw her out of the house.
How she had to beg her father to stay with him.
Yet, she decided to keep the baby and in the end all the drama and pain for what?
Her daughter was dead.
Maybe that was the reason, Cordelia chose the name Evanora.
"It means The living one!"
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