Harry Potter and the Troublesome Evie

By Trephinia Cealyn

Chapter 28 | Exhaustion

          Back in Hogwarts. Back where they belonged. Dumbledore asking questions, worried faces. Gone for days, but it only seemed like hours. It was all too much.

They let Harry explain but that wasn't enough for them, they needed them all to explain. They needed to hear everyone's point of view. Evie went last and her story was so heart wrenching, but she didn't explain why, she didn't even explain… she didn't say a word. She only cried and everyone understood. No one could ask more of her.

          "Hermione you said that Evie had part of your necromancy?" Dumbledore asked, they sat in his office. Ginny, wrapped in Draco's cloak feet pulled up to her chest, was about to fall asleep. Draco sat near her with his head in his hands.

          "I've already told you." Hermione said quietly. They were all in desperate need of sleep.

          "I need you to tell me again." Dumbledore persisted. Hermione retold her story. Told about how she suspected that she lost part of her necromancy when Evie's parents died and that it probably went to Evie and tried to take control. She finished telling her story and broke down into tears.

          "Let us go Dumbledore." Harry said he stood near the door.

          "Not yet." Harry sighed. "There's something I need to tell you first." He reached into his desk and pulled out the book Harry had. He threw it to Harry and it landed on the floor next to his feet. "That's a bunch of lies." Harry picked up the book and turned towards Dumbledore a haunted look in his eyes. He threw it at the window and walked over to Hermione. He picked her up and kicked open the door.

          "Why?" he asked quietly from the doorway.

          "You had to believe…" Dumbledore trailed off and Harry carried Hermoine down the stairs. They heard the statue open and close and Dumbledore sighed. 

          "Did we win?" Ginny had walked over to Dumbledore's desk. He looked at her and pulled off his spectacles.

          "I'd like to hope so." Ginny smiled and Dumbledore smiled back.

          "She should get down to the Infirmary Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore said picking up a stack of papers. Draco stirred and walked over to Ginny. He put his arms around her and led her towards the door. "Mr. Malfoy, your father and mother died this morning. Voldemort…" Dumbledore heard a sob escape Draco and his shoulders slump. "They left you their house…" Draco ran down the steps carrying Ginny. "Poor boy."

          "Draco I thought you hated your parents." Ginny said sitting next to Draco holding his head in her lap.

          "My mother! I hated my mother." Another sob escaped his throat and he shut his eyes tightly. "Go to the Hospital wing Ginny."

          "Draco…"

          "Please." He turned his head away. She stood up sadly and walked off crying a little.

          "Harry you need sleep." Madame Pompfrey told him firmly.

          "I have to watch Hermione. Evie can't get her." Harry pushed Pompfrey away.

          "She'll be fine Mr. Potter." Pompfrey pulled him from his chair and put him in a bed by Hermione's. "At least lay down."

          "I have to watch Hermione." He said nodding off. "Can't let Evie…"

          "Dumblydore…" Evie said from the corner of Dumbledore's office.

          "Oh Evie, I didn't know you were still here." Dumbledore walked over to the girl. "You should be resting."

          "Dumblydore… I won't go to Azkaban will I?" Evie said looking at the floor.

          "Oh my dear child! Of course not!" he pulled her off the floor. "I'll walk you to the infirmary."