The next day, I thought to talk to my three friends who always seemed to be getting into trouble. I was running through the court yard when I found them. They were through a window arch, the school halls, talking to Professor Snape. I stepped out of sight, but listened in, "Someone might think you're... up to something.." Snape said. I heard him walk away after a pause, and I was about to come out of hiding when the three of them started talking," So what are we going to do Harry," someone asked, "We go through the trap door, tonight," another replied.

No, no, no, what were they getting into. Trap doors, dangerous stuff, hiding behind teachers backs, sneaking out again, and I'm sure there were other things to add to the list. I had to stop them, hopefully without snitching on them to a teacher. I didn't want them to get hurt. By the time I stopped thinking to myself, they were gone. I found a bench in the court yard, and sat there wondering what to do. I was starting to feel hopeless, a bit sad, and very anxious. I had to take a lot of calming breaths to keep calm.

I was staring at a flower at my feet. It was the size of my palm, which was pretty small, and white with a yellow line down the middle of each pedal, and the leaves were slender and long. It looked a bit like a Lily, and it was beautiful. "It's called an Asphodel," a voice said, I jumped a bit and looked up. "Sorry did I scare you," a bashful looking Neville was standing in front of me, holding some books. "You caught me in my own head," I said smiling at him, " So you know about flowers," I asked.

"Well a few of them, like the Asphodel for instance, it's roots are ground into powder and used in making the Draught of Living Death and the Wiggenweld potion. It's related to the Lily and it not native to anywhere, it grows world wide, we keep a small garden of it in the green house, but it also grows wild on the school grounds. And in Greek mythology it's said to grow in the fields of Elysian in the Underworld, it's sacred to the goddess Persephone. It's said to be the favorite food of the dead, and that's why it's commonly planted near graves," he finished, and seemed to finally take a breath; he looked really excited, his eyes were sparkling and everything.

"You like plants, I see," I calmly stated. "Well, I mean, well, yeah..." he said, and sat down. We were both sitting and just enjoying the others company. The sun was out and bright with a few clouds, and the wind was keeping a gentle pace. It was a perfect day. If it weren't for the fact that I knew my friends were up to something. I could trust Neville. I knew that for certain. "Could I maybe talk to you about something," I asked him tentatively. "Of course Evan, anything at all, " he told me, he seemed really happy to have a friend confide in him. I know a lot of people think Neville is weak or something, but he was 11, who was strong at 11. What he was was loyal, and trustworthy, and a really good friend.

I lowered my voice to a whisper, "I believe Harry, Ron, and Hermione are going to sneak out again tonight. I'm not sure what they are going to do, but what ever it is, it's dangerous," I said, Neville's eyes were wide and he looked ready to say something but I cut him of, "I know they must have a good reason for it, otherwise Hermione would never go with them, but I don't want them to get hurt or in more trouble," I finished, I had to really hold back my worry, otherwise things would happen with my hair that I didn't want to explain.

"I'm going to try to talk to them, but I'm not sure they'll listen, I'm worried," I said, probably not looking worried. I couldn't allow myself to feel worried unless I wanted an incident. "Actually, I think that's what I'm going to do right now, thank you for listening Neville," I told him while standing up. Before he could say anything, I was already running to find them, I waved goodbye without looking behind me.

I'd check the common room first, and when I got there I asked around for them, but they weren't there, so I checked the next likely place, the library. The boys didn't particularly like it in there, but Hermione did, maybe I could catch her there. Thing is, the library is pretty big, with rows and rows to search, and of course all the tables, and I'd have to check the dark side of the library, where no one usually went; it was creepy back there. I started my search, I found plenty of books, and a few random students here and there I even ran into a familiar face at the tables. "Hi Draco," I said smiling sweetly, maybe he'd actually talk to me today. I never could tell with him, especially since most of the time he avoided me.

He was sitting at a table, with 3 other people. I couldn't remember what their names were, but there were 2 round boys and a girl who reminded me of a pug, I liked pugs, but she looked rather mean. I think I remember from the train, Draco was sitting with them.

Draco seemed to try to ignore me again, but before I could even decide on whether to say something or just leave, the mean looking pug girl spoke up, "Drakey, I think there's a piece of trash hovering around us," she said offhandedly without looking up from what ever she was doing. I was surprised to say the least, she was more than rude, and I was so stunned and bewildered I just kind of stood there with my mouth slightly open.

Both of the round boys looked up at this and one said, "Oy isn't that the one girl we heard about, " and the other said, "Oh yeah, the adopted girl I think," he said while pulling something out of his pocket and stuffing it in his face.

Draco

I just wanted her to leave, I'd have to say something rude to her if she didn't leave, but even with Crabbe and Goyle's poke at her parentage, she only seemed confused. Then Pansy laughed her ugly high pitched snorting combo and spoke up again, "Adopted?! Isn't that just pathetic, Drakey, her parents didn't even like her." I didn't want to look up, but now I had to say something, "Yeah Pansy, pathetic," I said as snidely as I could. Everything was quite for a moment, so I looked up.

I shouldn't have looked up.

She was looking down when I saw her, it wasn't hard to tell that what I said hurt, but then she suddenly looked up. And she was smiling, but it was anything but happy, it was sad, like she was trying not to cry. Then she spoke, "See you around Draco," she said quietly, and then she turned and walked off. Damn, I never felt bad for getting someone to bugger off, but she was so upset, so different from the rest. I really wanted to wipe the snide, happy look from Pansy's face. But it was better this way, wasn't it. If she didn't have anything to do with me.

Evangeline

I understood now. Why would he want to be around someone like me, the freak, of course he didn't know what I was, but it felt like he knew anyway, and decided to steer clear. I knew he was mean, he was never mean to me, until now, but he was always mean to others. I should have listened to Fred and George, of course I should have listened to them. But I didn't.

I made my way to the dark, creepy side of the library. I had to cool off my emotions, couldn't have myself losing control. When I got there I took a few deep breaths and heard a page turning, someone was back here. I looked around and found Hermione going through a book at one of the tables with a small light. I took one last breath and sat down next to her.

She looked up, and jumped a little, like she thought she imagined the sound of someone sitting down, and she hadn't actually expected anyone to be really sitting there. She sighed and said, "Evan, you scared me, what are you doing sneaking up on me," she said quietly, even though there wasn't a soul around she still followed the library rules. "I needn't to talk to you, I've been looking every where for you," I told her easily, and as quietly as her. She tilted her head a bit, waiting for me to continue so I did, "I wanted to see if I could talk you, Harry, and Ron out of sneaking out tonight." Her eyes went wide, "How do you know-" I cut her off, "I don't know all the details, but I know it's dangerous, you guys could get really hurt, won't you reconsider," I asked her pleadingly.

She took a moment to think, but I didn't have to wait very long before she replied, "It is very important that we go, Evan, bad things, really bad things could happen if we don't stop it from happening," she told me slowly, trying not to let any information slip. "I really can't change your mind can I... but what if something happens to you," I said, my worry starting to slip. "Nothing will happen. And if it does we will handle it," she told me easily, yet sternly, only like Hermione could. But I wasn't convinced, and my emotions were starting to slip. Hermione being stubborn, plus the way Draco just treated me, both were breaking me down.

I got up and ran.

Author's Note:

Okay guys, it's probably just going to be one more chapters for this first year. If you have any thoughts, share. Other wise, that's all. Hope you liked the chapter.