Harry Potter and the Troublesome Evie

By Trephinia Cealyn

Chapter 3 | Dracky in love

"Pretty hat." Evelyn said tugging on Professor McGonagle's sleeve and pointing at the Sorting Hat. The professor pushed the girls' hand away and unrolled the list of first years.

"Abbot, Claire." McGonagle said. A tiny girl walked towards the hat. Evie glared at her.

"No! Evie first." Evie stood in front of the girl and looked at McGonagle harshly. "Evie first Gonaglie! Evie first." She looked at Dumbledore pleadingly.

"Minerva let the child go first." Dumbledore said frowning at Evelyn.

"Nice Dumblie, good birdie." She put the hat on her head. At once, living up to its reputation, it started talking to Evie. "It talks to Evie!"

"SLYTHERIN!" the hat yelled. Evie took it off and handed it to Abbot, Claire… wishing her good luck.

"No need to yell birdie." She reprimanded the hat and ran over and sat next to Draco. "Good Dracky. Evie like pretty hat."

"Yes Evelyn." He sighed and stared at the tiny girl. "Why must you be so cute, yet so ridiculously insane?"

"Dracky call Evie, Evie. No Evelyn." Evie slammed her tiny fist on the table.

"Looks like someone has made a pet out of Draco." Pansy Parkinson said bitterly sitting across from Evelyn. Evie ignored her and chattered to Draco.

"Shut up Parkinson." Draco said angrily, "I'm not in the mood today." He gave her a cold stare, but she took no notice and continued talking.

"Is little Dracky upset?" Pansy said. Evelyn stared at her eyes angry finally taking notice of the girl.

"No!" Evie yelled at her. "Ugly birdie no call Dracky, Dracky!" Pansy looked shocked.

"How dare you insult me!" Pansy yelled.

Evie glared at her. She raised her head slightly and continued. "Dracky is Evie's not splotchy birdies!" Evie said commenting on Pansy's acne, she pulled on Draco's hands. "No touch ugly birdie no touch."

"I wouldn't want to touch him," Pansy yelled trying to defend herself. Evie pulled Draco from his seat.

"Evie sit down." Draco said harshly. The whole hall turned their way. Draco felt embarrassed, an emotion foreign to the Malfoy line.

"Dracky no like Evie?" Evie pretended to cry. She was an expert at getting her way.

"I like Evie a lot. I like Evie more if Evie sit." He glared at Goyle. The blundering fool moved quavering under Draco's piercing stare. "Here Evie sit." She shook her head. He looked at her helplessly and said with as much patience as he could muster a simple, "Please?"

After seconds of thought she said, "Evie sit on Dracky's lap." Draco sighed thankfully and sat in the chair. Evelyn climbed up and placed herself carefully in his lap. She arranged her robes and said, "Good seat." She stuck her tongue out at Pansy wiggling it around a bit. Draco resisted the urge to laugh. Pansy looked away.

"Welcome," Dumbledore said standing. (Tall Birdie! Evie said laughing and clapping her hands.) Dumbledore smiled at her, "Welcome to another year at Hogwarts." His eyes shone as he looked at all the students and he continued talking.

"Does that girl seem strange to you?" Hermione said leaning over and whispering to Harry. He breathed in the scent of her deeply before responding.

"She's mad." Harry said remembering what Draco had told him. He looked across the hall at the girl. She seemed perfectly harmless yet something about her bothered him.

"How do you know?" Hermione asked curious. She stared at the girl carefully noting that Draco seemed to be almost… happy around her. "She seems a tad bit disturbed." Hermoine felt a kind of serene quality around her though and felt she didn't really belong in Slytherin, nor any other of the houses.

"Draco told us." Ron said staring at the table he was famished. It seemed to be an unwritten law that Ron Weasley must be famished before the feast.

"Ron, maybe if you stare at the table a little harder food will appear." Harry said sarcastically he wished his friend would take this more seriously.

"That was my theory." Ron replied setting his chin down on the table and staring harder. "It's not working." Plates of food appeared on the table almost appearing on top of Ron's head. "It worked!" Ron moved his head and the plates settled down a little huffed that they had to wait for him. "Dinner!" he said excitedly and started eating.

"Look Dracky food!" Evie said pointing at the golden plates. Draco tried to eat around her but it wasn't working.  

"Evie do you think you could move to this chair?" Draco pushed a Slytherin first year out of it, "So I can eat?"

"Evie doesn't know Dracky… Evie like Evie's chair." She stared at the chair. "Alright." She said warily. She slid off his lap and into the chair. "I like Dracky's lap better." She crossed her arms and pouted. Draco started to eat and didn't notice that Evelyn wasn't touching her food.

"Draco you're neglecting the poor child!" Draco turned. Weasley. His lip curled in a fake snarl, he couldn't let the whole hall know that he loved the girl.

"Mind your own business wench." He said with some regret. Ginny knew he didn't mean it, but he had to keep up the pretense that Malfoys hate Weasleys. He piled some food on Evie's plate. "Eat."

"Bad Dracky. You be mean to pretty lady." She pushed the plate away. "No eat."

"Evie…" Draco looked at Ginny helplessly.

"Come eat with me Evelyn." She commanded nicely. Evie ran to the girl. "How about you come sit with me? I'll get you good food. Food fit for a birdie." She smiled and pushed the Evelyn's curls out of her face. "How does that sound?"

"Evie has to watch Dracky. Dracky get in trouble when Evie not there." She seemed to think that she was watching Draco although it was the other way around. Evie looked back at Draco smiling, "Dracky is a silly birdie."

Ginny pointed across the Great Hall trying not to laugh at Draco. "We'll be right there. You can keep watch him there and eat good food." Evie looked at Draco then to Ginny.

"No," Evie said firmly stamping her foot, "pretty lady stays here with Evie. Sit next to Dracky. Get Evie good food here." She looked at Draco pleased with herself for thinking up such a good idea. "Evie can't leave Dracky." Evelyn, strong for her size, pulled Ginny over to Draco. Draco glared at her daring to sit, although he really wanted her near him, and most of the students had turned their way. Ginny shrugged and sat. Evie pulled a chair in between them and sat in it. "Evie a happy birdie."

"Yes Evie." Ginny grabbed a plate and put little pieces of meat on it.

"Cookie." Evie said staring at the meat angrily. "You said yummy food." She accused.

"Evie, if you eat meat you can have cookie." Evie looked at her scrutinizing.

"Pretty lady a smart lady." She said finally and speared a piece of meat. Ron stared from across the hall; he stood anger seething and stormed across the hall towards his sister.

"What are you doing?" he said standing behind her chair.

          "Go away Ron." Ginny said coldly filling a goblet with pumpkin juice for Ginny. Ron stared horrified and left a bit put out. Snape was staring at the girl murderously but didn't say anything and Dumbledore just smiled. He seemed oblivious to the fact that a Gryffindor just sat at the Slytherin table.

          "Draco she can't sit here." Pansy started to say but Evie glared at her. Pansy looked at the other Slytherins but they made no move to disagree. Not one Slytherin was rash enough to defy Draco Malfoy, let Pansy try, but they were concerned with their health and liked keeping their heads in tact.

"Ginny you can't just walk over to the Slytherin table sit down and feed some crazy girl!" Ginny was standing in front of the bathroom mirror humming. She stopped brushing her hair and turned to face the girl. She didn't like interruptions whilst she was combing her hair.

"Why not?" she asked coolly. She resumed the brushing of her hair still facing the girl. "Give me a good reason."

"It's- it's just not done." The girl protested. Ginny couldn't scare her.

"Well it is now." Ginny turned back to the mirror, singing, ignoring the other girls.

"Forget her Lila, she's in love." Ginny turned holding the brush like a knife. She was taking this a bit irrationally. For all she knew they were talking about Neville not Draco.

"What did you say?" she asked the fourth year hand trembling.

"Nothing Ginny. Calm down." The other girls fled from the bathroom scared by her outburst. Ginny looked in the mirror staring at herself trying to calm down.

"Weasleys do not love Malfoys Ginny," she told her self calmly, convincingly. "it's just not done." She added sarcastically. "Well I'm sick of doing what they want." She said defiantly. "I'm going to do what I want, and I want Draco so that's what I'll do." Then she blushed. "At least not yet anyway."

"Evie no want sleep alone. Evie sleep with Dracky." Evie sat in the common room holding Draco's hand, she refused to let go.

"Evie you can't do that." Draco said. He looked at the Slytherin girls but none of them moved to help him. If only that Ginny were a Slytherin, he thought about the way her blue eyes sparkled mischievously.

"Evie want Dracky or Ginny. No them." She pointed to the first year girls who had come down to watch him argue with her. He couldn't blame her. They were hideous. Why couldn't she be a Slytherin? He tried not to fall in love, but the way she moved, the way she talked. He couldn't resist her.

"Please Evie." Draco said trying not to yell.

"What seems to be the problem here?" Snape said coming down the stairs. His hair was as greasy as ever. "Students should have been in bed ages ago." He snapped, his eyes flicked around the room and landed on Evie who had been tugging on his robes.

"Evie want sleep with Dracky." Evie said trying to sound sweet.

"You can't do that." He said coldly.

"Evie do what Evie want do." Evie said getting mad, "Greasy birdie no stop Evie." She insulted the Professor. Snape looked at the girl horrified. He glared at Malfoy.

"Sleep in the common room." He said shortly and left. The students started filling out, yawning.

"Silly Evie." Draco said ruffling her hair. He ran to get some pillows and things. "Silly birdie." He sighed.