A/N: For Silverwolf, I hope this lives up to your expectations! I promise, other requests are coming, but after my mad writing stint of like ten different DD chapters, I had to schedule them out so you didn't just get a fic dump then silence for two months...
Anyway! Enjoy this Hogwarts AU!
"You know, you're the worst Ravenclaw ever." One of the third years had cornered Evie in her dorm. "You keep losing us points. You know I knew the Lost kids were bad, but I didn't think one bimbo could single handedly ruin a house's reputation!" The blonde sneered and little Evie stared up in horror at first at the 13 year old girl. But then she realised, she was an Isle of the Lost kid, and if this girl was going use it as an insult, well then Evie would made sure she'd pay.
"Watch yourself Hareton." She sneered, hand on hip and the blonde took a step back at the vicious look in Evie's eye. "You may think I'm just a Lost kid, but you forget you're talking to Royalty…"
"Your mother's throne was taken away from her." Hilda Hareton spat, but she was unsure of what the first year would say next.
"Taken away because she was so good at being evil, so just remember that the next time you want to try and pick on me, because that evil runs in my blood… and I know a nice little stinging jinx that'll put you back in your place like your peasant mother." The blonde's eyes widen. "Oh you may be half royal Hareton, but your mother was trapped up in that tower spinning for her life because of her loud mouth. She was but a gobby commoner who relied on an imp for her place in society. An imp she has since banished to the Isle… isn't that funny." Evie smirked and leaving Hilda gaping like a fish she strolled back to the common room, smug in the knowledge she had the girl cornered.
Evie did in fact stride through the Ravenclaw common room, satchel swinging before running down to the library. Doug was surprised to see her dash through the shelves as sedately as possible, (lest she anger old Pince of course) and with his intrigue spiked by the blue haired student, the fellow first year followed her. He caught her looking up at the shelves, a look of concentration on her face.
"Evie." He whispered, jumping back when she span on the spot, her face softening at the sight of Doug.
Doug was good to her, he was kind for an Auradon kid, and there'd been no snide remarks or horrible jokes. Sure he hadn't really stood up for her if someone was trying to pick on her but she didn't blame him. He'd also helpfully supplied her with information on the local royalty that were scattered through the other year groups.
There was Chad in their year of course but additionally there was Audrey's older brother in the next year up, also a Gryffindor like his airhead sister. There was Timothy, son of Tiana in Hufflepuff who was a third year, MacAuly son of Merida also third year but in Slytherin (much to Evie's interest) and Robin Hood's son Reggie, second year Gryffindor. Evie was only after the marriageable ones; even at the tender age of eleven it had been drilled into her to be aware of the social hierarchies and which way she could climb it. Which as far as her mother was concerned was marriage. Unless there was a ring on her finger, her mother cared little for Evie's achievements.
"Doug." She smiled before turning back to the shelves, fingers dancing across the spines.
"What are you doing in the library?"
"Looking for a book…" She turned back to stare at him eyebrow raised.
"But you're never in the library…" He frowned while she continued to move along the shelves. "Hey did you finish that essay for Professor Snape?"
"Er no, I might need your help on that but first, I need a book on simple jinxes." She hummed, pulling out one possible silver bound edition before moving on again.
"You won't find many here… you need to go to the restricted section… which is banned for anyone under fifth year." He adjusted his glasses as she turned to face him, expression thoughtful.
"I'm gonna need Jay. No-one's got lighter fingers than him." She grinned and disappeared from the library without even a backwards goodbye, the silver book in her hands. Doug hadn't even thought to ask her why she needed a book on jinxes – that couldn't be good. Despite the uneasiness in his stomach, Doug went back to his reading nook and returned to his studying. He knew Evie would be back.
Evie would catch him later that afternoon, her satchel stuffed with unfinished essays that he would then tutor her through, pointing her in the right direction to the right books. She usually answered questions easily in class, but the essays always seemed to stump her. She was always twirling that mirror in class, Doug could have told her she was pretty, she didn't need to check herself!
It would be the potions essay that actually Evie managed with fairly well.
"So if I mixed the dragon plasma and then the ashwood it would make a hair dye? But if its ashwood first then dragon plasma it's the first stage of a healing draught? Interesting. Okay, then the next stage is adding the goats horn?" She had tapped her quill against her lip but made notes quickly and whatever idea had floated in her brain soon passed.
"Did you find that book?" He asked as they took a short break.
"I found Jay." She grinned and said nothing more. The glint in her made Doug hesitate.
When Hilda Haredon woke up screaming with acid yellow hair instead of her usual golden locks, Doug sought Evie out immediately.
"What jinx was it?" He sighed as she giggled.
"I can honestly swear to you Doug, I performed no jinx…" She laughed again as Hilda raged to Flitwick who was looking somewhat flustered. "But there might have been a potion or two…" She snorted.
"The ashwood and dragon plasma…" He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Technically, it's the dragon plasma then the ashwood horn." She winked and with that the pair walked down to breakfast.
A/N: Points if you get Hareton's fairytale!
