Right, so. I've once again been an awful writer and not updated my favourite story in months. I am sorry. But hey, now I'm a senior! High five, I managed to pass 11th grade! How did that happen? Anyway, a good friend of mine, Joknotor (who is an excellent writer btw) yelled at me for not uploading. So here it is, enjoy!

She twiddled her thumbs nervously as she sat there, waiting for her frien- well… ex-friends. She kept straightening her outfit and re-doing her braid over and over again. Why was she so nervous? She was Evelina Riona. Gryffindor/ Slytherin princess. Dating the most handsome Slytherin in the whole house (well in her opinion) and… god. She was too nervous to do this. Maybe she should just leave. However as she stood up and turned to leave and came face to face with Harry Potter.

"Um… hi." She said, waving her hand awkwardly. He smiled slightly before moving to the side so Hermione and Ron were behind him. Hermione gave her a small smile while Ron just stared at her furiously.

"Going somewhere?" Ron asked in a clipped tone. She went for smile but just ended up grimacing then shook her head.

"Um… no. Uh… please take a seat." She said gesturing to the couches. Hermione and Harry gave her a small smile again but Ron merely huffed and plopped down on the seat furthest away from her. She carefully sat down on the seat, back straight and legs crossed. Then they just sat there in silence until finally Ron cleared his throat.

"So, what is this all about?"

"Erm… right. Well as you know, I haven't been the most welcoming friend this past month." Ron scoffed and crossed his arms. This discouraged her before she sucked it up and tried again.

"It's just… look. I can explain my actions down to a T. But- but- oh god. Why should I?" They jumped at her sudden change in attitude.

"What the bloody hell are you on about?" Ron cried furiously.

"You know what I'm talking about! You've never trusted me! Never! You just think I'm some stuck up girl from a pureblood family who's just going to be a Death eater like everyone else in my family! But you know what Ronald Weasley," she said turning to the boy, "You're from a pureblood family too! By all rights and purposes, you should be the exact same!" He sat there in absolute shock as she gave him a royal dressing down.

"I do what I have to do. Because that's who I was raised to be! And I can't help it!" Hermione opened her mouth to speak when Eve quickly cut her off.

"You were supposed to be the smart one! I trusted you, thought we were friends, and you won't even stand up for me because of my family's mistakes?" Then she rounded on Harry.

"And you. I thought we were best friends! Together through thick and thin! You were supposed to trust me, defend me! I did the same every year when people thought you were insane! I helped you defeat trolls, spiders, and even He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named. So why don't you trust me? What did I do that was so wrong, that you would judge me because of my parents?" They all stared at her, shell-shocked. Then Ron's face screwed up in anger.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?" He roared causing any remaining, eavesdropping students in the common room to quickly clear out.

"WE'RE THE ONES WHO SHOULD BE MAD! YOU ABANDONED YOUR HOUSE FOR SLYTHERINS! YOU JOINED THE DARK SIDE, NOT US!"

"THE DARK SIDE?" She yelled back.

"NEWSFLASH, THIS ISN'T STAR WARS!"

"WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?"

"GO LOOK IT UP SOMETIME YOU HATEFUL SQUID! IT'S CALLED HISTORY! THE WORLD DIDN'T START SPINNING IN 1980!"

"ENOUGH!" cried Harry, quickly cutting off the argument. They both turned to him, huffing like they were out of breath.

"What is wrong with you two?" Eve sat down slowly and looked down at her feet along with Ron who hung his head in shame. Harry spun on Eve.

"Look you invited us here to talk, but all you've done is yell at us. And if that's all you want, then we'll be going now." He stood up, steam practically shooting out his ears. As they turned to go, Evelina couldn't help the words that tumbled out her mouth.

"I miss you." They halted and slowly turned to the girl who was staring at her lap like it was the most interesting thing in the world.

"… What?"

"I-I miss you. I thought I wouldn't. I thought I could forget about you. I thought as time went on, you'd just become a distant memory. But I can't forget." She ignored the tears running down her face.

"I can't forget." She repeated, her voice barely above a whisper. They exchanged glances and Hermione boldly stepped forward. Evelina expected her to yell, shout, and scream at her. But Hermione did something completely unexpected. She hugged her. Eve froze in shock as the warm arms wrapped around her. Then she melted into the hug, tears streaming down her, sobs caught in her throat. She was trying so hard not to be weak, but she couldn't stop. She then broke down into sobs when she felt a group hug around her.

"Shhh, shhh. It's ok Eve. It's ok." She heard soothing words around her which made her cry even harder, if that was possible. This is what she had missed. Her best friends. The ones who comforted her even when she didn't think she needed it. She could pretend all she wanted. Say that they were horrible people for thinking she was a servant of the Dark Lord in training but… she loved them too much to lose them.

"Please, just help us understand. Why did you leave us?" Ron said slightly choked up, his tough demeanour cracking. She dropped her head once more, and took some deep calming breaths. There was a pregnant pause before she began to speak again.

"I came into the common room when you three were talking. Ron, you said I had a Dark Mark waiting for me. And you two agreed… just because of my family history. I can't help my parents are-or were. I can't help the fact my family is who they are. And I can't help the fact I have feelings for a Slytherin. The fact of the matter is, I should be in Slytherin. Perfect fit right?" She let out a chuckle, one void of emotion. Unbeknownst to her her friends were trading guilty looks, knowing that they had misjudged her. Ron looked the most ashamed however, inwardly kicking himself for being so horrible to her.

"But… I was put in Gryffindor for a reason. I chose Gryffindor. So, the truth is… somehow, I must belong here. I can't let my past destroy me. A wise man once said "In the social jungle of human existence, there is no feeling of being alive without a sense of identity." I don't know… I guess what I'm trying to say is that, I am my own person. Not too sure who that person is yet, but… I'm my own person." There was a moment of silence before Harry let out a loud sigh.

"For God's sakes Eve, of course you are! And we were stupid enough to judge you for your past, but that's not you. So why did you pretend you were?"

"I don't know, revenge? I thought that if that's who you thought I was, then that's exactly who I was going to be." She said finally looking him in the eyes. Once more there was silence before Ron harrumphed.

"Well, that's done with now. Everyone's forgiven each other, I'm dead tired, let's go to bed." She blinked, just staring in awe at the idiotic red-head in front of her. Then she broke out in a large smile. Only Ron could take a fight that had been going on for about a month and finish it in two sentences. Ron ruffled her hair then walked back to his dorm with Harry in tow. After a few seconds, she followed Hermione back to their room, a giant smile permanently etched onto her face.

Another writers note? What is this sorcery? Yeah, sorry about this chapter. I didn't really have much control, my fingers just typed. It's a bit of a filler, my heart just needed to get the gang back together. And, excitement for next chapter! How will the Slytherins react? And more flashbacks, what?

Ok, I'm done. Thanks for reading. Favourite, follow, review, all that jazz! Bye!