A.N. Hey peoples!!! Sorry it took me so long to get up, but I had a LOT of homework. * sigh* Anyhoo, thank you to everyone who reviewed!!!!!!!!! I put the name of the hedgehog in the story, and I actually got a lot of suggestions for the name Sonic, and Bob. But the name is neither of those.
Malena
"SLYTHERIN!"
There was a sudden gasp from all around the room. Reese and Josh, who were still waiting to be Sorted, mouths dropped open in surprise. Eve was shocked, but she calmly took the hat off and walked over to the Slytherin table. Several of the students at that table scowled at her as she took a seat at the end of the table.
"J-Josh Potter," Professor McGonnagal said, reading off of the scroll again.
A few minutes later everyone was Sorted, and Eve was still sitting alone at the Slytherin table. Everyone else in her family had been sorted into Gryffindor. Several Slytherins were glaring at her and whispering behind their hands. Eve took no notice, an instead started twiddling with her hair.
"Eve!" Someone hissed at her. She turned around and saw that Erin, who was sitting at the Gryffindor table next to them was whispering at her. "Are you okay?"
Of course, why wouldn't I be? Eve asked.
"Well…" Erin's eyes flicked over to the other students at the Slytherin table.
I'll be fine. Don't worry about me.
"What'll Mom and Dad say, though?" Reese asked, looking over at the table as well. Eve shrugged.
~*~
"Honey!" Harry yelled. "We got an owl!"
"We have no time, dear!" She called. "We were supposed to be at Ron and Herm's 10 minutes ago!"
"But-"
"You brought the twins to your parent's house, didn't you?"
"Yes, but-"
"Are all the lights off?"
"Yes-"
"Did you try to go to the potty?"
"Ivy!"
"Sorry!" She said. "I spend a lot of time with the twins, and you know how they are with the bathroom an-"
"I thought we were late."
"You're right! Let's go!"
As they sped through the front door, Harry grabbed the letter off of the counter and put it in his pocket.
****
"Sorry we're late," Ivy said as Ron opened their front door. "We had car trouble and-"
"Mhmm…" Ron interrupted, raising his eyebrow. "And where is your car?"
"Er…" Ivy looked back at the empty driveway and said. "Okay, you caught us."
Ron gave a chuckled and allowed his two friends to walk through the door.
"Hello Harry. Hey Ivy!" Hermione exclaimed from the couch. She was lying down and rubbing her enlarged stomach gently.
"Hi Hermione," Harry said, kissing her on the cheek. "How're you?"
"I'm doing good," Hermione said. "I'll probably feel better when this child is out of me. One of the only things I will miss is Ron waiting on me hand and foot."
"Very funny!" Ron yelled from the kitchen. "Dear, do you want tea?"
"Yes," Hermione replied. She then turned back to Harry and Ivy and said, "We're thinking of names right now. What do you think of Francis?"
"For a girl or boy?" Ivy asked.
"Either."
"I think it's okay," Harry said. "I mean, it's better than Bartholomew."
"True."
"How's Alexis?" Ivy asked, sipping the tea that Ron had placed on the coffee table.
"She's doing okay. She's over at a friend's house now," Hermione explained. "Do you know Max's little girl? Courtney or something?"
"Yes, I believe I do," Ivy replied.
"Well, she and Alexis are best friends and they're constantly going to sleepovers and such."
"How's Reese and Eve?" Ron asked.
"We haven't heard from them yet," Ivy replied.
"Wait," Harry said. He pulled the letter from his coat pocket and opened the envelope. The Hogwarts seal was on it.
"That must be the letter telling you what Houses they're in," Ron said. "I remember my brothers getting them."
Harry nodded, and briefly wondered what the Durlseys had done when they received his letter. Probrably burned it…
Harry broke the seal and unfolded the letter.
"Dear Mr. and Mrs. Potter," He read aloud.
"We are happy to inform you that your children made it to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry safely. Reese Potter was Sorted into Gryffindor. Eve Potter was sorted into Slyt-"
Harry's eyes grew wide, and then he fainted.
"Follow me," Snape said coldly. Professor Dumbledore had just dismissed the students, and Snape had been instructed to lead Eve to the Slytherin dormitory. The other students continued to stare as Eve stood up and followed Snape out the door.
"Listen, just because you have a handicap, don't expect me to give you special treatment," Snape snapped.
I wasn't expecting you to, Eve replied. None of my other teachers did.
Snape snorted and continued walking.
"When you get to your dorm, I expect you should change into something a little more conservative. Since it's the weekend you don't have to wear your robes-"
Professor McGonnagal explained this to us yesterday, Eve interrupted.
"Well I'm telling you this now." Snape went onto explain about some more rules, and made a big point about detentions if she put one foot out of line.
"I gave your father detentions and I sure as hell will give them to you," Snape said. Suddenly they came to the end of a tunnel. Eve arched her eyebrow and looked at the wall.
"Tell me if this is too much for you to grasp," Snape sneered. "Parsletongue."
A door opened in the stone wall and Snape waved Eve in.
It had a low ceiling, and the walls were painted dark green. There were pictures of some old guy hanging on the walls and over the fireplace.
"Lunch is at twelve, dinner's at 6. Goodbye." Snape said, before snapping the door shut. The room was pretty empty. There were no students sitting in the chairs by the fire. Eve shivered slightly and looked around for her dormitory. She went down some stairs and found a room labeled 1st year Slytherin Girls. She walked down the hall a bit until she found a room labeled "6th Year Girls" and walked in. There were 5 four-poster beds with green sheets. Her trunk was sitting next to one of the beds in the corner.
"Well, well, well," sneered a voice from behind Eve. She jumped and spun around. "If it isn't little Miss Potter." A thick necked, rather ugly girl was standing in the doorway. She had 3 other girls around her, and they were all sneering.
My name is Eve, she said coldly. The color of her words turned red.
"Eve-Shmeve," said the girl, taking a step into the room. "What's the matter Eve? Cat got your tongue?" Some of the other girls laughed.
Eve gave a sarcastic smile and turned back to her trunk.
"What? You actually think we're going to allow you to sleep in here you freak?" spoke up a short, mousy girl in the back.
I wasn't aware that I needed your approval, Eve replied sarcastically.
"Well, you do now, freak," sneered the first girl. Eve stood up straight and walked over to the girl. She was at least 5 inches taller than the girl, and she could see some of the other girls shrink away. She stared down at the girl and arched her lethal eyebrow into a perfect angle.
I dare you to say that again, Eve said. Go ahead… I dare you…
The girl started to open her mouth, but then Eve glared coldly at her, and she snapped her mouth shut.
I'm sure that we will get along just fine, isn't that right? Eve continued, folding her arms across her chest.
"Y-yes. Just fine," stuttered the girl.
And there will be no more of these disturbances, will there?
"N-no!"
What's your name?
"Bridget Quinten."
Eve Potter.
The other girls nodded, except for one girl in the back, who started to giggle.
"Shut up Jessamyn," snapped the Bridget. Jessamyn's mouth snapped shut and she stood silently.
"Let's go," snapped Bridget. The other girls stepped to the side while Bridget went through the door first, and then they followed after her. The last girl out of the room was Jessamyn, but instead of following Bridget she turned and said, "Oh my god, that was so cool!"
Eve, who was starting to unpack various things from her trunk, said, What was?
"How you scared Bridget! No one has ever intimidated her before, not even the teachers!"
She bit her lip for a moment and then rushed forward and extended her hand. "I'm Jessamyn."
Eve stared at the hand for a moment and then shook it, I'm Eve.
"We all know that," Jessamyn said, sitting down in the bed next to Eve's. "You're the only Potter ever to be put into Slytherin."
Eve groaned inwardly. Don't remind me. My dad's going to be so ticked.
~*~
"Harry! Harry! Wake up!" Someone was gently slapping his face. Harry opened his eyes slightly and said, "Where am I?"
"We're still at Ron and Hermione's," Ivy said, leaning over Harry. "You were reading the letter from Hogwarts, and then when you got to the part about Eve, you-"
"Eve's in Slytherin," Harry croaked. Ivy frowned slightly, but Ron and Hermione gasped loudly.
"She's in Slytherin!" Ron exclaimed. "But… how?!" Harry grabbed the letter again and continued to read.
"It doesn't say anything about how!" Harry exclaimed angrily. "How the hell did she get in there!"
"Did you ever think that perhaps it would suit her best?" Ivy asked. "Sure, I don't know a lot about Hogwarts, but still!"
"Ivy, Slytherin is the absolute worst House you could be in," Hermione said.
"That's where Voldemort came from," Harry replied.
"Well, our daughter is in there now, and there's nothing we can do about it," Ivy replied. "Don't worry, she'll be fine."
"I'm not so sure about that…"
*****
Eve placed a photo of her family on her bedside table, and Jessamyn watched in interest.
"Who's that?" Jessamyn asked, pointing to her brother.
That's Reese, an annoying git of a brother, Eve said. He's only interested in girls and fighting.
"Aren't all guys?" Jessamyn snickered.
Well… yes, Eve said, cracking a smile. But he also thinks that the only things girls are interested in are boys, clothes, and makeup.
"Aren't we?" Jessamyn asked, frowning.
Eve arched her eyebrow again and replied, No. There's much better things in life then just those things.
"Such as…"
Your career. If you're happy doing what you love, you don't need men.
"I don't believe in that."
I do. I don't need some man to come and mess up my dreams.
"Well, I don't really have a career, so I don't have to worry about it right now."
Eve shrugged, and pulled her hedgehog out of her pocket. Jessamyn squealed at the sight of the hedgehog.
"Ooh! It's so cute!" Jessamyn bounced off her bed and started to gently pat the hedgehog. It curled into a ball. "What's its name?"
Doesn't have one, Eve replied. She had never really been fond of naming animals "cute" names.
"Can I name it?"
I don't care. Go ahead.
Jessamyn thought for a second and then said, "I'm going to name it Vacilly."
Vacilly? That's an odd name.
"It's my brother's name. He's been missing for two months." Jessamyn suddenly got a sad look on her face.
I'm sorry, Eve replied.
"It's not your fault," Jessamyn sighed. "Besides, I'm sure the Ministry will find him soon."
Yeah… the Ministry, Eve snorted. Jessamyn didn't seem to notice the sarcasm. Well, Vacilly it is then.
Jesamyn cracked a smile.
Eve rooted around in her trunk once more and pulled out a large bag.
"What's in there?" Asked Jessamyn.
Make-up, hair junk, Eve said, opening the bag to let her peek in.
"I thought you never bothered with that sort of stuff," Jessamyn smirked.
Just because I don't bother with men, doesn't mean that I don't' want to look good, Eve replied.
Besides, my mom made me take all of these makeup classes and stuff. I wouldn't want to put those lessons to waste!
Jessamyn laughed and said, "You're weird."
Thank you.
Jessamyn giggled again, and pulled Eve into another conversation.
"I hope Eve's okay," Erin said as she trudged up to Gryffindor Tower.
"Who's Eve?" Asked another 4th year Gryffindor girl.
"My niece."
"You have a niece?"
"Yes. She's my older brother's daughter."
"The one who got put in Slytherin?"
"Yep."
The other girl scowled and said, "Wonder why she didn't go in Gryffindor."
"Yeah, me to."
"You do know about the rivalry between Gryffindor and Slytherin, don't you?"
Erin thought for a moment and then said, "I believe that my dad told me about it once."
"Well… don't get too friendly with everyone in Slytherin," warned the girl. "They're traitorous, slimy worms. Everyone knows that. Oh! I'm not saying that all of them are-hey! Where're you going!?"
Erin had started walking fast down the hall, and didn't stop until she had reached the tower.
Ivy glanced at her watch for the hundredth time. She had been waiting to meet Celeste for almost an hour. She had tried to contact her on her earpiece, but she had only gotten static. They were supposed to have gone shopping, and she hadn't shown up!
Ivy tapped on her watch to see if it was working, and then took one more look around the mall. No one was there.
"Harry," Ivy said into her earpiece.
"Yes?" Said her husband's voice in her ear.
"Do you know where Celeste is? She hasn't turned up for our shopping date."
"No I don't, sweetie," Harry replied. "To tell you the truth, I don't think she's been in work for the past few days."
"That's bizarre," Ivy said. "I wonder where she is…"
300 Miles away…
Celeste blearily opened her eyes and looked around the small, cramped cell that she had been thrown into. She reached up and felt an enormous bump on her head and groaned.
"Where the **** am I?" she said, unsteadily getting to her feet. She realized that one of her heels had been broken off, and her legs were scratched and bloody, as though she had been dragged.
"Hello!?" She yelled. "Is anyone there? Help me!"
"There's no point in yelling," said another voice. "Don't waste your breath. It might be your last."
Celeste glanced around the room, but no one was there.
"Who are you? Where am I?" Celeste demanded. "I'm warning you! I'm an Agent from the Order of the Pheonix and I-"
"I don't give a damn," said the other voice. "Now, are you going to talk, or what?"
Celeste got a puzzled look on her face. "Talk about what?"
"I think you know what," said the voice. "Talk."
"Look, I don't know what you're talking about," Celeste replied, trying to calm the tremble in her voice. "Just let me go, or you're going to be in big t-"
Suddenly, there was a flash of metal, and Celeste fell to the ground, dead.
