You're Crazy

Even more weeks passed and it became increasingly obvious to everyone that Ev and Sirius were now a couple. There was much gossip and tittering about this and quite a bit of teasing on the part of the Slytherins but they soon learned their lesson: Ev and Sirius were not a couple to mess with.

Winter had finally decided that it had had enough and the sun was now shining every day. Outside of Hogwarts, everything was slushy and wet and most free time was spent indoors, biding their time until spring finally showed up with some green grass.

Finally it came and almost all the snow was gone. The lake had finally melted and people could be found lounging around it on weekends. Due to the fair weather, a Hogsmeade weekend had been scheduled for the upcoming weekend, which was in two days. Sirius and Ev had determined it was time for a 'read date' and had decided to go out to lunch and have some alone time with just each other. Lily and James were also going to do the same thing, although Sirius thought they were going to spend some alone time in a more 'secluded' spot so they could do 'stuff'. Rae and Wesley also had plans. Meanwhile, Remus and Ara had recently begun to 'date' and were going to go for a walk together. It seemed love was blooming in every corner.

So it was that Ev sat in Transfiguration on Thursday, waiting until the bell rang. This class included the Slytherins, which sucked, to say the least. Ev had had no contact with Lucius and wanted it to stay that way. He had said nothing to her about knowing about her past and so Ev hoped he had just let it go and forgot about it. She knew, deep down, that she was probably wrong, and figured that she could cure any case of blackmail he got into his head with a long and hard pounding from her. Apparently that was Ev's solution to everything. She just though, if it works, stick with it.

However, Lucius would have none of that. As the bell rang he made sure to pass by her so he could whisper, "I'm going to tell everyone."

"Fuck you," Ev snapped, putting out her foot in an attempt to trip him and succeeding. Giving a gloating grin, she stalked off away from him.

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"So, when is the next Quidditch game?" Lily asked behind a mouthful of food, in her seat beside James.

"I think it's in two weeks, on the Saturday after the upcoming one," Sirius supplied from where he sat beside Ev.

The others continued to chatter on about this and that and plans for Hogsmeade, not noticing that Ev was not at all involved in the conversation. Instead, her eyes were trained on the Slytherin table, and, more specifically, Lucius Malfoy and the gang that surrounded him.

He had looked unsurprisingly suspicious when he had taken his seat at the beginning of dinner and looked even more so now. Throughout dinner he had talked the whole time to the people around him and every once in a while, Ev was sure he had sneaked a glance at her. Just then, she saw him turn audaciously to her and smirk quite evilly, even as he was still talking to those around him.

What the hell is that little shit up to? Ev muttered to herself.

"What?" Sirius questioned, turning to her.

"Huh," she replied, still staring into the distance, "oh, nothing."

"Okayyy," Sirius said slowly. "Anyone in there?" He waved his hand in front of her face.

"Yeah," Ev shook her head and looked at him. "Um, you guys, I'm gonna go for a walk or maybe a run. I'll see you later." Ev stood up and made her way across the room, pass the Slytherins where she got many malevolent glares, and out the doors into the Great Hall where she then went outside.

Pulling her cloak off because it had finally warmed up slightly outside, she made her way down to the Forbidden Forest, passing by Hagrid the groundskeeper's hut, and followed the path she had discovered to the small lake in the clearing.

Once there she paced, wondering if Malfoy had by chance told everyone her secret, although by now it was a semisecret, considering she had told eight or so people.

Ev finally headed to the Gryffindor tower just before curfew set in. When she entered, all of her friends sat waiting, slightly worried about her even if she could take care of herself. They were all involved in a game of Exploding Snaps, actually, so Ev didn't think they were too worried.

"Oh, hey Ev," Ara said distractedly as she played. "Where have you been?"

"Yeah?" Sirius put in.

"Oh, nowhere, I was just walking and thinking," Ev replied sullenly.

Suddenly a light bulb went off in Ev's head and she slapped her forehead, angry at her stupidity.

"Remus," she spoke, "could I . . .talk to you in private, for just a minute?"

"Sure," Remus replied slowly, sounding perplexed. Ev nodded to him and led him outside of common room and up to the girls' dormitories.

"Hey! Don't try anything fresh my man," Sirius called after them. Everyone laughed at this.

In the dormitory, however, Ev had shut the door and turned to Remus.

"Does the whole school know about you?" she asked urgently.

"What? What about me? Huh?"

Rolling her eyes, Ev said, "Does everyone in the school know about where you go every month?" as slowly as she could so he'd understand.

"Just you and everyone out there," was his reply as he jerked his head to the door. "Why?"

"I was just wondering . . . Would you hate it if everyone knew?" Ev questioned quietly.

"I don't know. I like to think I wouldn't, that I wouldn't care what they think," Remus paused. "Why? Is someone going too?" He sounded so concerned that Ev laughed. His face cleared of apprehension and he laughed lightly. "Guess I answered your question. Why are you asking though?"

Ev blew out air gustily. "Ohh, it's nothing . . .It's just, I think Malfoy . . .is going to tell. He was listening the night Sirius told you and, well, he basically told me as much . . . that he was going to spread it around."

"What?" Remus yelled when she finished. He began to pace angrily, running his hands through his hair as he took deep breaths to calm himself. "Well, I just," he spluttered. "Aren't you going to beat him up?"

"What would that do?"

"Well, that's what you do. You can't just get a conscience now! Just do it. Beat him to a bloody pulp! I can't believe he would do that! I am giving you permission. Actually I am practically ordering you to punch . . ."Remus stopped his rant mid-sentence. "You're right. It would accomplish nothing. Not for you at least! I'm gonna do it!" He turned to the door, almost as if he intended to hunt down Malfoy and thump him.

"Wait! What would that accomplish?" Ev called after him.

Remus turned back to her. "What would it accomplish?" he repeated. "It would accomplish me getting this pent up rage out of my system. I can't believe he would do that Ev! I thought he was low, but I never thought he'd do something like this." Remus became quiet as he reached the end of his speech. He chewed on his thumbnail and turned to the door . . . then turned back. "Are you not going to stop me?" he asked cautiously.

Ev considered this for a moment. "Actually, I think 'no.' I kinda wanna see this." She shrugged at him and followed him out the door.

Passing by the others from where they were seated before the fire without even speaking to them, Remus and Ev exited the common room.

"So where are we going?" Ev asked, as she huffed and puffed behind him, he was walking so damn fast.

"To the prefects bathroom," was his short reply. He then added, "I know he always take this time up because I've tried to get in before and he's been in there. We have to reach him before he gets undressed. I'd hate to see more than I have to of the prick, you know?"

"Oh, guess you're serious about this," Ev mused to herself, nodding to his previous comment.

Upon reaching the oak door that apparently led into the rather large bathroom, Remus muttered a password, in this case it was 'squeaky-clean', he burst through the door, albeit with a hand over his eyes lest Malfoy be in any state of undress. Squinting through his fingers and seeing that he was still wearing pants, no shirt mind you, he strode toward him, just short of running.

"What the hell is this I hear?" he asked rhetorically, pushing Malfoy against the wall.

"What?" Malfoy spluttered back, seeming nervous.

"About you telling people about Ev!" Remus yelled back, slamming him again against the wall. Did I mention it was stone?

As Remus attended to business, Ev stared curiously around the room. "Dayuuummmm," she voiced. She strolled forward, staring enraptured at the HUGE bath that was contained in the floor. It was as large as a pool. The bath was currently filled with clear blue water, so clear you could see to the bottom of the ten-foot deep bath. Ev then turned her eyes interestedly to the small tabs that surrounded the whole pool. Little colored jewels were inset into each button; at least, that's what Ev thought they were. For case of an experiment, she pushed down a greenish-blue button with a foot. The button opened up and poured out a jet of green frothy bubbles. Miraculously, however, the bubbles were in the shape of rather small but intricate dragons. The dragons roamed freely around the room, fighting and attaching themselves to anything they found attractive. Intrigued, not only by the bubbles but also by the sound of a loud thump as Remus hit Lucius squarely in the face, Ev pushed another button. This one was yellow and emitted little flower shaped soap that sprung up all over the surface of the water. She continued to push other buttons for a moment until she heard a gasp and felt Remus' hand on her arm.

"Ready to go," Remus asked tranquilly. Ev nodded in response. She turned to the door, and walked through it, leaving behind a moaning Lucius Malfoy and a very pretty bath if Ev did say so herself.

They walked in a comfortable silence until they reached the painting of the Fat Lady that opened into the Gryffindor common room. Once there, Ev grabbed Remus' arm and stopped him.

"Umm," she mumbled, "I know that you never really do anything wrong, and I'm sure that was terribly hard for you to do, even if you did enjoy it deep down," she added grinning, "but, thanks. I appreciate."

Remus nodded at her. "No problem. I did enjoy it a bit." He admitted reluctantly.

"I knew," Ev laughed, "and besides, it does get tiring for me having to punch people all the time. So it's nice for you to lighten the load even once."

Shrugging, Remus said, "You know, I might even be willing to do it a second time." Ev laughed, stretching her arms out to give him a tight hug around the shoulders. After a moment of hesitation, Remus put his hands on Ev's back and hugged her in response.

That's when the portrait hole opened and they both heard the voice of Sirius and he said conversationally, "So, I thought I told you not to try anything fresh."

Laughing as they pulled back from each other, Ev told him, "He didn't . . .I did." Beaming at his phony look of shock, she pulled him to her by the front of his robes and pressed her lips against his. Sirius immediately responded, opening his mouth to her tongue and groaning slightly.

"Aww, no one wants to see that," Remus complained, shoving Sirius out of the way, even as they continued to kiss, and entering the portrait. He closed it behind him with a flourish and dusted his hands off gallantly.

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The next morning at breakfast it became increasingly obvious that Malfoy had told the Slytherins at least. They all threw her evil glares and muttered names to her. Names such as 'bitch' and 'whore.'

At first Ev just shrugged it off and tried to ignore them, but by dinnertime, her friends knew it was getting to her. Every time someone said something to her, she clenched her jaw and fists and her eyes would flash dangerously, but still she did nothing in return.

"Hey, if it isn't the whore of the school." Malfoy grinned as he passed them. "How much is the going rate for a little loving, huh?" He laughed as if what he said was extremely clever or hilarious.

Ev watched as Sirius closed his eyes then stood up. Grabbing Malfoy by the shoulder, he whipped him around and punched him straight into the gut. With a loud 'Oof', Malfoy slid to the floor.

Ev laughed outright, finally reaching the breaking point of the day. "Thank the Lord!" she cried. "Though, I'm starting to feel sorry for him, he's getting beaten up at every turn of a corner. Ah well! Hit him again!" Sirius happily obliged, grabbing Malfoy by the collar of his cloak and pulling him up to hit him in the face. After he let him go, Malfoy clutched his eye, moaning. He was obviously going to have a shiner in the morning.

"Students," a sharp cry rang across the hall, and the movement in Ev's section of the table stopped, although Ev was still shaking with peals of laughter. "What is the meaning of this spectacle?" McGonagall strode toward them, Dumbledore following behind her.

Ev raised her hand. "Can I please answer?" she questioned. McGonagall looked angry and then nodded her head. "I was just about to beat the crap out of Malfoy. Sirius was just helping."

"Miss Rhyiahnnon, have we not had this discussion before? You shouldn't hit students. You either, Mr. Black." McGonagall looked ashamedly at her house students. "Detention, both of you." She then turned to Dumbledore. "Albus, I hope that you intend to talk to these two students, especially Everard, about their constant fighting with other students."

"Of course, Minerva," he responded, smiling slightly. He turned, , calling over his shoulder, "Follow me, Everard and Mr. Black."

Raising her eyebrows at McGonagall, Ev followed and heard Sirius follow behind her. Once they had reached his office, Dumbledore sat and Ev plopped into a chair before him. Sirius followed suit, looking slightly nervous.

Seeing this, Ev leaned forward. "Sir, it wasn't him. It was me and I started it all. He doesn't need to be here. And, besides, I need to talk to you alone." She hoped to God that this would get Sirius off the hook.

"What?" Sirius exclaimed, "No. I started it. I should get punished too." He looked at Ev pointedly, trying to tell her with his eyes to stop it.

"Not true at all." Ev said, not looking at him. "If you let him leave, Double D, I'll tell you what happened."

Dumbledore had watched and listened in slight amusement. Now, he merely nodded. "Very well. You are excused, Mr. Black."

"But professor-" Sirius started.

Dumbledore raised a hand. "You are excused."

Sirius turned to glare at Ev and then stalked out.

"You must have had something important to tell me, Everard," Dumbledore continued. "If you were willing to lie about Mr. Black's involvement in the fight of earlier." He smiled gently at her, watching as she wrung her hands.

"Sir," Ev leaned forward earnestly, saying, "I don't know what's going on. Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, he knows about me and he's telling people. And sir, I am seriously trying to hold myself back from killing him in a very malicious way." She felt an eye twitch slightly.

Clasping his hands together, Dumbledore told her, "Ev, I have been considering this for a while now, and I believe you do need help. I'm going to hire a psychiatrist to come and talk to you about everything. Is that okay?" He looked at her over his half moon spectacles.

Ev stood up quickly, opening her mouth soundlessly. "What?" she finally cried. "No, it's not okay! What is wrong with you? I don't need a psychiatrist! I'm not that messed up! I was only kidding about killing Malfoy, sort of!" She started to pace angrily about the room, running her fingers through her wild strands of hair.

Dumbledore put up a hand to stop her tirade. "Everard," he reprimanded quietly. After she had quieted, he continued, "It's not just that, you understand. I think you have to really talk about what happened to you before you can move on. Now, Dr. Bobby comes highly recommended and has a very large list of credentials. He will do very good by you, I'm sure."

"But, sir," Ev whined.

"No," Dumbledore interrupted, "you are going to do this. The first meeting between you will take place tomorrow afternoon, Saturday, at three o'clock. I expect you to be here at that time. Your sessions will be taking place in that room." He pointed to a door behind him and to his left. "You may leave."

Ev glared at him momentarily before storming out and slamming the door noisily behind her.

Dumbledore gave a sigh. "I don't remember being like that when I was a kid," he told one of the portraits on the wall, who merely nodded along grimly.

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