DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER BUT I DO OWN MY CHARACTERS AND THEIR STORYLINES.

Evelyn opened the door of her room to see Christina polishing her broom. She shook her head and let out a snort. "Really, Chris?" Her friends looked up as Evelyn put the glasses of strawberry juice on the desk in her room. "We're going back to Hogwarts in two days and you already cleaning your broom."

Her friend shrugged as she put her broom down. "I need to keep it clean." She murmured and Evelyn frowned. "I won't be able to feel good if it's dirty."

Evelyn bit her lip as Christina continued to put her broom in her trunk. She watched her friends as she remembered what happened a few days ago. The two of them hadn't talked about it once and Evelyn didn't know how to bring it up. What happened to Christina had made her friend cry. She had never seen her friend like that, but she knew it would the best if they talked about it.

"Chris, can I ask you a question?"

"What is about?"

"Why does your mum insist on so much for you to use your kitsune power?"

Christina pressed her lips together and didn't answer for a few minutes. Evelyn was left to stand on her feet as she waited for her friend to answer it. "Because she isn't liked that much by the other kitsunes and she doesn't want to fall from the position she had by her daughter not focusing on everything that it takes to become a kitsune."

Evelyn frowned as she moved to sit on the bed, next to Christina. "Why isn't your mother liked?"

"Because she married my dad." Christina breathed out and Evelyn frowned her eyebrows at her. "That's because my dad is a public figure and kitsunes aren't supposed to marry them, but also, because he is part Korean, has a Korean last name and didn't finish his school in Britain rather than Japan."

"That's such a big deal?"

She hummed. "Yes, the elder kitsunes, especially my grandmother, think that he is trying to pull me away from my roots. She and mum didn't like me coming to Hogwarts and they didn't like our names. They would prefer more Japanese names, but my dad wasn't thinking about that. He just wanted to give us good sounding names and since his name wasn't Japanese, he didn't bother with me and Norm either." Her friend explained to her. "So, the whole clan is pissed at my mother and she wants me to focus on more of my kitsune powers. She wants me to become a valuable member of it." Christina gulped down and tensed. "If I do become a valuable and honoured member, there's no way I can become a public figure."

Her eyes widened when she realized what her friend was talking about. "Your mum doesn't want you to become a Quidditch player?"

"No." Christina quipped as she looked out of the window. "She thinks I'll bring shame to our family if I become one." She noticed her friend's voice croak. "She wants me to move to Japan and only focus on my studies and kitsune powers." She scoffed. "I don't want to become a strong Kaze kitsune and you know I don't care about my marks. I only care about Quidditch and she won't let me have that."

"Have you tried to talk to her?"

She rolled her eyes. "She doesn't listen because she doesn't care. My dad supports me enough for both of them and when he becomes the coach of one of the teams, I'm going to join that team." She pursued her lips as she realized that Christina wasn't going to stay in Hogwarts after they graduate. She was going to continue her life in Japan. "And I won't care what she thinks like she doesn't care what I think."

"Do you think that's smart, Chris?" Evelyn questioned her and Christina raised her eyebrows. "In my opinion, you two should talk and reach a compromise."

Christina scowled at her. "First, I'm never going to compromise my dream. Second, my mum isn't your mum. Your mum might listen, but mine doesn't." She told Evelyn. "And why should I talk to her? She tried to scare my friends away from me." She shook her head. "While that didn't work, she still tried to do that with that useless display of powers."

Evelyn tilted her head as she remembered the many types of kitsune she had seen. She had been wondering about them and how much they were. "You are a wind kitsune, right?" Christina hummed in response. "How about the others? What were they?"

"The first one was the same as me. She is a Kaze kitsune and my mum is her master." She informed Evelyn. "The second one is called Chikyu kitsune or an Earth kitsune, they use earth as their power. The other one is a Kasai kitsune and they use fire." Christina tilted her head. "After that came a Kawa kitsune which uses the river's water as its power. Not to mistake her with a Umi kitsune who used the water of oceans."

"She's the one who made the big wave and turned into a shark, right?"

Christina nodded her head. "Yes, that's the one. Then came a Mori kitsune which uses the power of trees of the forests. They also live there to be more in touch with their powers. She was followed by a Yama kitsune, the ones who live in the mountains and who used her bloody powers to make an earthquake. Usually, they use them to stop it. The Yama kitsune was followed by a Sanda one which has thunder as the power. After her, came a Tenatai kitsune who have celestial powers. They are the strongest type of kitsunes and most elder kitsunes are celestial ones. Then came a Kukan kitsune who can emit and take the darkness. The one who changed time is called Jikan while the one who played music is Ongaku. The one that terrified you and the rest of the stadium is called a Seishin and they control the spirits of people. They are the rarest of us all and right now, they are about five of them in the whole clan."

"Wow." Was all Evelyn could muster as she processed what Christina told her about. "It seems like there is a lot about being a kitsune."

Her friend chuckled. "You have no idea." She murmured under her breath. "I know enough information to write a thousand-page book, but I still have a lot to learn." Christina got up and started to drink her juice. While Evelyn was curious with what her friend knew about it, she decided not to ask her friend for it. The tension on her friend's shoulder told her that she didn't want to talk about it anymore and Evelyn thought it was best not to.

Every time, Evelyn came back to Hogwarts from summer, she thought that the castle had grown more beautiful than it had been in June. This time, there was no exception as she was surprised by what she saw before her. How was it possible for such an old castle to continue to amuse her still? She was sure that it was some sort of magic playing a role here.

"Come on, Eve." She heard Diana beckon her. She turned her head to see that her friends had occupied a carriage.

She turned her heel to walk towards it and as she did, her blue eye met familiar midnight blue ones. Their gaze didn't last long as he pulled away and turned his attention to her friends. She gulped down wishing that she could walk and greet him, but she knew that was impossible. It was better to keep to their relationship a secret. Even though, she longed to talk to him and ask him how his summer holiday had gone.

"Why are you taking so long, Eve?" She heard Edrick groan from his seat. "Hurry up."

Evelyn started to run towards the carriage and climbed in it. "Have some patience, Ed." She huffed as she sat down next to him and Gabriela. "I was trying to see if I could find Marlene."

"Yes because it was Marlene who distracted you," Carter muttered under his breath. She narrowed her eyes at him and kicked his leg. "Ouch, that hurt!"

"So did your comment." She deadpanned. He leaned down and began to rub his leg. "Come on, don't be overdramatic."

He scowled at her. "I'm not being overdramatic, Juliet." He snapped at her. "It hurts when you hit someone's leg."

"Oh please, Carter, she gently tapped you!" Christina came to her defence and Evelyn smiled at her. Her smile vanished when Christina turned around and narrowed her eyes at Evelyn. "You need to be careful with him. I can't afford to lose the best Beater on the team."

"Am I just a Beater to you?" Carter questioned her.

Christina smiled at him. "You are my best Beater." She reminded him, but it didn't make Carter feel any better. "As a team captain now, I have to think about the team's possibilities of winning that cup for the third time in a row."

"Why are you even worrying?" Edrick questioned her. "You are the best team in the school."

She pressed her lips together. "We might be the best team, but Gryffindor has gotten better. Potter is talented and he's the one I'm worried about."

"Why are you worried abooeht 'im? 'e's a Chaser and you're a Seeker?" Henrik questioned her.

Christina sighed. "Me catching the Snitch wouldn't matter if he has scored one hundred and sixty points more than our team." She rubbed the bridge of her nose. "I need to come with strategies on how to beat him." She rested her head on her seat and groaned.

The carriage began to move and Diana cleared her throat. "As much as I love to hear about the sport that bores me to death," Christina scoffed at her while Henrik hummed. "I'm wondering what's going to happen tomorrow."

Evelyn's breath caught in her throat and she felt cheeks flush at the reminder. Last night, she hadn't slept because she had been thinking about the club meeting.

"What's happening tomorrow?" Edrick wondered.

She gulped down. "It's going to be the first club meeting with the new members of the club." She trembled as she remembered how many more girls were going to join them. They had been such a small club and now, they were one of the biggest clubs in the school. "We're also going to choose the representative in the debate."

Carter frowned and tilted his head. "I thought you were going to speak on behalf of the club." He admitted and she shook her head.

"It's not decided yet." She murmured. She wanted to be herself, of course. While she knew that professor Gerard recommended an older girl, she didn't think it was fair. She was the one who had done most of the work and she didn't want another girl just to come and swoop her hard work. "But it will be tomorrow."

"Well, I'm going to vote for you," Christina announced and Evelyn glanced at her friends. "You might be fourteen, but I saw you do your research and I know you're passionate about this." She pointed out. "It will be a shame if someone else goes."

"I agree." Gabriela quipped. "And despite your age, you are quite outspoken. You always make your point and you rarely use too overcomplicated words like most Wizengamot members."

Diana hummed in agreement. "Plus, you started it all." She reminded Evelyn who was chewing her lip.

She would do everything to get that spot. She thought that deserved it with all of her hard work, passion and dedication. So, she was going to do everything in her disposal to convince the whole club and become the representative for the debate.

As Evelyn was exiting the Great Hall with her friends, she heard someone call her from behind. She turned her head to see Marlene rush towards her with the biggest grin on her face.

"Hey." She greeted her friend before pulling Marlene into a hug. While hugging the blonde Gryffindor, she could feel her friend was jumping up and down. "Why are you as excited as a puppy?"

"I'll tell you right now," Marlene whispered to her. After that, she turned her attention to her friends. "Would you six mind if I borrow Eve here for a few minutes?"

"Would you leave her with us if we say no?" Edrick teased her.

Marlene snorted at him. "No, it doesn't matter at all. See you all around." She took Evelyn's arm and led her to the top of the marble staircase. She was bout to go towards the other set of stairs, but Marlene stopped her. "Stay. There's something I've got to tell you."

Evelyn frowned. "Why can't you tell me in somewhere more secluded?" Many people were climbing the marble staircase and Evelyn would have preferred a bit of privacy.

"Because I need you to see him." Evelyn raised her eyebrows at her and at that moment, Marlene let out a squeal. "Look at that black and dark curly-haired Gryffindor boy at the doors." It wasn't hard to find the said person. He was standing at the door with another boy who was quite pale and had dirty blonde hair.

"What about him?" She asked as she turned to look at her friends. When she saw her friends' eyes twinkle and the smile on her face, she chuckled. "Oh, I see." She mused. "You like him."

"No, Eve, I fancy him with my whole heart, body and soul." Marlene sighed as she looked down at the boy who started to laugh at something his friend said. "His name is Benjy Fenwick. As you can see he's a Gryffindor and he is in the sixth year." She arched her eyebrows at her friend's last words. "I ran into him at the beach a few times and we hung out with each other and our mutual friends. We got along and when I got to know him, I couldn't stop myself but to fancy him." She snorted at Marlene. "Tonight, we talked through the whole feast. I simply forgot about the existence of my friends while talking to him."

"How nice of you." She commented and Marlene nudged her in return. "Has he asked you on a date yet?"

Marlene shook her head. "I wish. Dorcas said that he probably fancies me, but I'm not sure. I want to see if this is reciprocated, unlike my last relationship."

Evelyn frowned. "You don't think Sirius liked you?" She questioned her friends.

"Oh, I know he did, but I don't think that he wanted to be in a relationship as much as I did," Marlene explained to her and Evelyn hummed. "and we all know how immature and childish he is." She nodded her head in agreement, "But Benji is different. He's older and he is very mature."

"Don't you think he's a bit too old for you? He's two years older than you."

Marlene rolled her eyes at Evelyn. "My parents have a two-year difference. Also, we're both at Hogwarts. It's not like he is a wizard of age with a job while I'm in the fourth year." Evelyn tilted her head before shrugging her shoulders. "Either way, he's handsome, isn't he?"

"Yeah, he is." She admitted as she glanced at the boy. "You didn't mention him in any letter. Why is that?"

"Well, I just started to hang out with him in August and you spend most of your August at your dad's. I didn't want to tire my owl by flying across the ocean." Marlene answered her. "By the way, how were your weeks there?"

"I met Newt Scamander," Evelyn informed her with a cocky grin.

Marlene gasped and smacked Evelyn's arm. "You must be joking!" She shook her head making her friend gasp again. "How? Where? When?"

"I went to visit my granddad in New York and he decided to take me with him," Evelyn explained to her friend. "He didn't tell me where we were going, except to visit some old friend of his. I was shaken to my core when I met him, but he didn't talk much. He was introverted and a bit shy."

"Newt Scamander is shy?" Marlene chuckled. "If I was him, I would be just as arrogant as Sirius and just as condescending as you."

Evelyn gaped at her friend. "I'm not condescending, I just like to state facts about myself." Marlene rolled her eyes. "Which are all true, aren't they?"

"No one is saying that they aren't true, Eve. I'm just saying you like to talk a lot about them." She pointed out and Evelyn pressed her lips together. "Speaking of your condescending nature, what is going to happen with the representative voting tomorrow?"

"I'm going to propose myself, but we'll see how it works." Evelyn gulped down and realized that her throat was true. "But, at the end of the day, it doesn't matter who it is." She lied to Marlene. Of course, it mattered who it was. It had to be her and her only. Why should someone else be picked when most of the effort was made by her?

"You got my vote, Eve, alongside with the other girls'." She found herself to be assured by Marlene. At least, if she went down, there would be people supporting her.

Evelyn wanted that thought to help her in some way, but it did nothing for her. To her, the support of her friends meant nothing when compared to winning the title as the representative of the club.

The first class of the fourth year for Ravenclaws was Defense Against The Dark Arts. While it was one of the classes that Evelyn found it to be the easiest and was considered the best in it, there were times that she didn't look up to have it. The primary reason for that was because they shared with Slytherin.

She was friendly with quite a few girls in Slytherin, she still didn't like sharing many classes with them because of a few of them. Mainly, it was because of how they treated her and her friends, especially Diana. They continuously made jokes about them and tried to belittle them. While Evelyn wasn't that much affected by them, she knew that Diana was. Other reasons remained that she couldn't stand them while some reasons had to due with Rabastan being in class. She didn't even dare to glance at him as she feared that one of his friends would see her.

However, Evelyn enjoyed the class. not just because her father taught it, but because it was an interesting one and the professors had been quite good. Of course, Professor Gerard had been the best one as he had experience with spells and most creatures that were mentioned.

This time, Evelyn didn't know what to think of their new professor. Their professor of Defense Against The Dark Arts, Kieran Hart was a tall, dark-skinned man with a sharp jawline, dark slanting eyes and high cheekbones. From the first look, you could tell he was handsome and young. He was one of the most handsome men she had ever met. He was younger than any professor they had and Evelyn was sure that he was in his early twenties. She guessed that he was amazing if Dumbledore hired someone this young.

While the man was handsome and young, Evelyn had never met someone who oozed seriousness and strictness. When he opened the door for them, not a single voice spoke and they all stayed silent as they waited for him to start the lesson. It was as if everyone was too terrified to do anything because they didn't know what he could do.

"My name is Kieran Hart and I will be teaching Defense Against The Dark Arts." He began to speak and Evelyn focused her whole attention to him. "This year, you will be learning about more complicated spells and more dangerous creatures as you are one year away from your OWLs." Evelyn gulped down at the reminder of that. "I have looked at all of your marks in this class and I wasn't surprised to see that you did better than the other class." His voice was neutral as he spoke, but he looked around them as if he waited for someone to react or say something. "From what I've seen, there are eight students who excel in this class." She glanced at Diana who straightened her back.

Evelyn turned her eyes on the professor to see that he was holding a piece of parchment. She gulped down knowing her name was going to be called.

"Amycus Carrow." He called and she heard the boy in question get up. "Evan Rosier." The boy was sitting on the other row, in front of Evelyn and she saw him get up. "Severus Snape." While she didn't see Snape get up, she heard him. "Rabastan Lestrange." Since he was sitting next to Evan, she did her best not to look at him. "Edrick Decan." Hef friend who was sitting with Henrik got up. "Barty Crouch." She pressed her lips together as she waited for her name to be called. "Diana Hurkle." Her friend breathed out and rose from her seat. "And Evelyn Sinclair King."

At last, Evelyn got up and looked straight at the professor who was examining her. As she looked around, she noticed that she and Diana were the only girls called. She frowned as she was sure that her cousin and Alecto Carrow were quite good as well.

"So, you are the best in Defense Against The Dark Arts." He mused as he looked at each one of them. Evelyn frowned when she heard Rosier scoff. "Something in your throat, Mr Rosier?"

The boy cleared his throat and straightened up. "No, I just don't think some people aren't deserving to be in this list."

Evelyn furrowed her eyebrows. Who did he think he was to decide who was fit and who was not? She was a bit surprised that he was even on the list.

"Who don't you think deserves to be in the list?"

Evan glanced at her and Diana. "Hurkle and King."

"It's Sinclair King." She corrected him.

Hart's eyes immediately cut right at her and she pursued her lips together. It was as if he compelled her not to talk. "Why this two of all people?"

"Well, Hurkle doesn't deserve to be in this school-"

"Blood purity doesn't determine talent or skill." Hart cut him off. "And since it doesn't, I feel obligated to tell you that Miss Hurkle does better in this class than you do." Evelyn held a snort while she saw Diana smile at his words. While his tone was cold and hostile, Hart's words were spoken with honesty. "What about Miss Sinclair King? Why isn't she deserving?"

"Because she has an advantage unlike us. Her father teaches the same class in Ilvermorny and she showed it from the first day that she knew more than us." She tensed at Rosier's answer. "It's unfair, sir."

Hart's dark eyes turned to examine her. "Unfair, you say?" He kept his emotionless eyes on her and she felt a shiver run down her body. "Do you think it's true."

"I suppose." Evelyn murmured.

"Let's see how much better than them you are." She raised an eyebrow at him. Before she could give him an answer, he began to shot questions at her."What is the name of the Shield Charm?"

Without thinking well, Evelyn answered. "Protego."

"Does it have a light?"

"No, it doesn't, but if the spell bounces on a shield, the spell will show a bright light." Evelyn felt her hand sweat as she waited for him to continue.

"What's the Patronus Charm?"

Evelyn breathed out. "It's one of the most powerful defensive charms known to be. It's a hard spell to do as it needs positive energy to be done. There are two types of it, corporeal and incorporeal."

He nodded his head. "What's your Patronus?"

She blinked a few times at his question. "Pardon me?"

"What form does your Patronus take? Or is it incorporeal?"

She felt her hands shake and her chest tighten at the question. While Evelyn knew many facts and information, she didn't know how to conjure a Patronus of her own. She hadn't even bothered to learn how. "I-I can't summon a Patronus, sir."

Hart hummed and turned to Rosier. "You see, Mr Rosier? Miss Sinclair King is in the Ordinary Wizarding Level just as you are." Her eyes widened at his words and she chewed on her lip. "She's nothing special." At his words, Evelyn heard a few people whistle behind her and some even started to laugh. She looked down to her feet and felt her knees tremble. "You can all sit down, but remember I will be keeping an eye on each one of you as the year progresses."

The professor strode towards his blackboard and wore the lesson with chalk while Evelyn just stared at him. She thought that she was better than all of her classmates in Defense Against The Dark Arts, but she seemed like she was no better than them. She was supposed to be better, yet she wasn't. She was average and that made her sick, but also wonder.

If she was average for a class in Hogwarts, did that mean she was going to be horrible representing the club in the debate in front of Wizengamot?

"I thought of forming this club when I noticed that some girls brought each other down." Evelyn began to say as she stood in front of a whole class filled with girls. There were more than a hundred girls in the class and Evelyn had never felt more nauseous in her life. "Especially the girls in my year. They were bringing each other down for the silliest things. For example, for a boy, a mark, a blood status that doesn't really matter or anything else. So, I decided to make a club where all girls could feel welcomed and supported by others." She shuddered when she noticed that some of the girls were narrowing their eyes at her. "This club has succeeded until now because last year, we came together as one despite our differences with each other. I hope this year will be the same as strength grows more in number, but so does work."

Evelyn glanced at each girl and her eyes lasted longer on her cousin who looked as bad as she looked in the third year. She could tell that Elena didn't have an exciting summer at all.

She sighed and continued to talk. "Last year, doing one of our weekly meetings, the subject of eating disorders and beauty standards was brought up by me." Evelyn continued to say. "As we were discussing it, many girls mentioned the Kano Emeto potion and the misuse of it. We, as a club, decided to take an initiative and that led to a petition which Auror Gerard helped us make. We gathered signatures required for Wizengamot to see through. Since they didn't come with a conclusion, there will be another seance, schedule at the beginning of the next year. we have to choose a representative today, so I can write to Auror Gerard and he can tell us what to do next."

Greta Catchlove scoffed at her. "Let me guess, you want to become a representative?"

"Yes, I do," Evelyn admitted without blinking an eye. "While all of the club has helped with this initiative, I'm the one who is keeping in contact with Auror Gerard and the one who has done more research."

A beautiful, dark-skinned Slytherin girl raised an eyebrow. "Don't you think you're a bit young to be the representative? How old are you?"

"Fourteen." She answered. As soon as she did, the older girls started to laugh making Evelyn shake and press her lips together.

While the girls laughed, she shook her head. She wasn't going to let herself to become a laughing stock. She was young, but Evelyn was no person you could mock easily.

"I'm fourteen years old, but I've been reading about Wizengamot procedures, seances, guidelines and even read every law there." They all stopped laughing and turned their attention to her. "I've done my research on the potion, eating disorders, suicide and many other things related to it." She continued to say. "How many of you can come here and say that you did that too?"

None of the girls spoke and Evelyn had to try her best not to smile. She kept her lips straight and waited for any of them to speak. When no one did for a few seconds, she spoke again.

"Mr Gerard said that age didn't matter in these situations." Evelyn pointed out what the letter had said.

"Did he say that you were preferably the best choice?" A tall Gryffindor girl asked.

Evelyn pressed her lips together. He had said that the manager had advised for an older girl to be the representative. She didn't think that was a good idea as none of them was prepared for. And again, she had put her whole force to it, she should be the one representing them. "Yes, he did." She lied through her teeth. "He thought I was the best option."

"Do you think you can do that?" The dark-skinned Slytherin girl spoke again and Evelyn wondered what was her name.

She nodded her head as her hands were shaking. "Yes." She answered. "I already have a lot of information and I will gain more as the months go by." She declared in front of the girls.

"Is anyone who wants to oppose Evelyn?" Lily raised her voice as she looked at the other girls.

Evelyn took deep breaths as she waited for someone to speak. She tried her best not to sweat, shake or even blink her eyes. She needed to be steady, confident and calm. She needed to show them that she could do it, especially to the girls who were suffering due to this potion.

"So, no one?" Lily repeated.

She looked around and saw that no one was raising their hand. In realization, a small smile appeared on her face.

"Since there is no one to oppose Evelyn, she will be our representative for the debate."

Diana was the first one to clap for her and other people followed her behind. Some even cheered and at that moment, Evelyn allowed herself to smile as she relaxed under the sound of applause and cheers. As she looked around, her eyes met Elena's green eyes.

When she did, Evelyn felt a crushing and heavy weight on her shoulder. Her shoulders tensed when she realized that this weight was going to last longer and was going to take more of Evelyn than anything ever did.

Luna dans les Et: Hopefully, you will get used to the other characters having a bit of the attention, but remember that Evelyn is still main and her story is the focus of this whole story. I'm glad you're enjoying the story so far and I hope you enjoy the rest.

Next up, The Pressure Is On