"So do you ever get used to how itchy these sweaters are or do we just have to live with it?" Hermione smirked.
"You have to wash it a few times." She replied. "Then it starts to get smoother...and then you have to buy a new one." Evie continued to aggressively itch her stomach as if she hadn't heard a word that Hermione had said.
"I'm about to burn this sweater and then stomp on it and make sure that it's dead." Hermione laughed as the two girls walked out of the common room an down to the great hall. Evie's heart was pounding a mile a minute. She was so nervous to finally be able to see her brother after over thirteen years. It was killing her that she couldn't say that she was related to him, but she knew that eventually he would know everything.
Hermione pushed open the left door to the great hall and Evie almost instantly spotted that tousled head of black hair. Her eyes were instantly flooded with tears as she caught a quick glimpse of his face. It was such a relief to see him safe and healthy. Evie hadn't expected to react so emotionally, but it was a great relief to see him again. Hermione looked back at Evie and furrowed her brow together.
"Are you all right?" Evie blinked a few times and quickly nodded.
"Yeah, I just got something in my eyes." She said, wiping under her eyes and offering Hermione a wide smile. Hermione nodded, but she didn't seem to be convinced. She brought her over to the table where Ron and Harry were sitting and it was quite clear that they had already started their meal.
"You couldn't wait for me?" Hermione asked, putting her hands on her hips. The red head, whom she assumed to be Ron, looked up at Hermione with possibly the biggest eyes that Evie had ever seen.
"You're late." He said simply. Hermione rolled her eyes, checking the watch around her wrist.
"By two minutes."
"I got hungry." Hermione simply shook her head as she and Evie took their seats across from Harry and Ron.
"Guys, this is Evie." She said as she poured herself a tall glass of orange juice. "Evie, these are my friends Ron Weasley and Harry Potter."
"You're that hot violinist that was playing yesterday." Ron said quickly. "I remember you." Evie raised an eyebrow with a slight smirk.
"I'm so happy that I'm being remembered by a fifteen year old boy in such an…odd way." She muttered.
"Hey, I'm almost sixteen!" He exclaimed. Evie smirked as she started to slowly serve herself breakfast.
"Sorry, I forgot about your birthday seeing as I totally know when it is." Hermione and Harry laughed as Ron glared at Evie. She rested her chin on her open palm with a little smirk. "Judging by that look on your face, I'd say that I've made a friend."
"Why'd you move up here from Germany?" Harry asked, quickly changing the subject. Evie's eyes shifted over to Harry, a slight smile on his face. She blinked a few times, trying to find her tongue so that she could say something and not look like a complete idiot in front of her brother.
"Um…my parents…they moved up here for my dad's work, he's a concert pianist."
"So music runs in your family?" Hermione asked. Hermione nodded, carefully cutting up her two pancakes.
"My dad's a pianist, my mom sings opera, my sister plays the cello and I play the violin."
"Are they all as successful as you?" Evie shrugged her shoulders.
"My dad is still working, my mom gets parts every once in a while and my sister hasn't done a concert in almost two years, but I don't think she's too worried about that. I think she wants to design shoes or something." Evie took a bite of her pancakes, taking a brief moment to save the syrup and the buttery goodness melting on her tongue.
"What about you?" Ron asked. Evie took a small sip of her orange juice.
"I've been doing tours since I was twelve and I just got back from traveling across China and Russia, worse four months of my life. I won't be back on the road until after I graduate, but I'm supposed to record a CD some time after Christmas...something to do with Strauss and Mahler...I dont' know." Ron chocked slightly, grabbing for his juice while Hermione and Harry could only stare.
"You just got back from China and Russia?" Harry asked.
"You're going to record a CD?" Hermione asked. Evie nodded as Ron was finally able to breath.
"Yeah, it was like this quick four month tour thing and the CD is going to just be a spring collection of fantasies." Evie popped a small raspberry into her mouth. "I have to fulfill my contract to my record label. I've got two more CD's to do before they're going to offer me a better contract."
"Evie…that's incredible, especially for somebody so young." Evie smirked at Hermione.
"Want to know something cool?" She asked. Hermione quickly nodded. "I can retire when I'm twenty six and I'll have enough money to buy my own tropical island." Hermione checked her watch, quickly finishing off her breakfast and downing her juice.
"Come on Evie, we should get to class, we don't want to be late." The red headed girl nodded, grabbing her school bag and following after Hermione.
"It was nice to meet you both." She said before taking off with Hermione. Harry waved after her while Ron simply continued to stuff his face. Harry watched the two girls walk away, his eyes particularly lingering on Evie.
"Is it just me…or does she look really familiar to you?" Ron glanced up.
"Evie? No, not really, why do you ask?" Harry shrugged his shoulders.
"I don't know, I just feel that I've seen her somewhere."
"Maybe she's part of the Order and we've seen her around the house." Harry shook his head.
"No, I've seen her somewhere before that." Ron wiped his mouth on the back of his hand and pushed away his plate.
"You've probably seen her at some Quidditch game in the crowds or something." Ron said quickly. Harry thought for a moment before he slowly started to nod.
"Yeah…that's probably it."
