My name is Bryanne Evans but please call me Bryan, I hate Bry-Anne. I'm fifteen years old and study in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I'm about to go into my fifth year (OWLs, ugh) and I'm a Slytherin. My brother, Mark is about to start his first year. We live in Godric's Hollow but Mark went to school in Little Whinging. He stayed with Aunt Faye. She's my mother's sister and a Muggle. My mother was a Quidditch player for the Holyhead Harpies. She studied at Hogwarts, Slytherin and she died while giving birth to Mark. That's from where I inherit my red hair. My dad and Mark both have black hair and green eyes. I also have green eyes. Harry Potter and me are the only green eyed people in Hogwarts.
My dad was in the Irish School of Magic. Mark says Slytherins are scum and you probably agree (although he says it just to bug me). Quite a few Slytherins are scum but quite a few also aren't. Just like quite a few Gryffindor are stuck up – at least with Slytherins. Lots of them are, actually as with Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs. We're people too, right? Anyway, so I'm sure Mark won't be in Slytherin, he's much too dumb. Maybe he will, again – Crabbe and Goyle are in Slytherin, so were Derrick and Bole
Talking about the Slytherins who aren't scum, Jason Burkes is one of them. He's my best friend and no one who is scum would be fortunate enough to be my best friend. His father is a partner in Borgin and Burkes but Jase doesn't like the Dark Arts. He says he's perfected the Dark Art of annoying people, which is true. I'll second, third and fourth that! If you haven't heard of Borgin and Burkes, I don't blame you. It's in Knockturn Alley.
Lemme tell you about my first day. I was quite nervous. I met Jason on the train, and we were laughing and laughing and laughing. He is fun when he's not in an irritating mood, you know. Then a red headed girl walked in, Ginny Weasley – she said. And as soon as Jason introduced himself, I assure you he didn't insult anyone – just said "I somehow knew you were a Weasley, I can't think why", she just hears the name Burkes and walks out, nose in the air. If that's not being stuck up, what is? Since that day, Weasel and us have been enemies. Then, Jase and I were sorted, into Slytherin and Weasel into Gryffindor. And… I'm pretty good at Charms…what else do I tell you about myself? I love to irritate people … mainly Gryffindors.
OK, I gotta go. Mark's ready
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"We're flying?" asked Mark excitedly "Cool, really cool! Can I borrow Bryan's broom, I'm not allowed one of my own. I mean in school. Now, I'm flying on my own right? I…"
"Mark, shut up. I'm not going to give you my broom. And you're on the back of Dad's" I said, exasperatedly. "Why must YOU be my brother?"
"But…"
"SHUT UP"
"You two stop arguing" said Dad grinning "Mark, no arguments, you are on mine."
"But DAD"
"I said no arguments. Lets go."
All three of us mounted the Disillusioned brooms, Mark very sulkily at the back of his father's and kicked off. Soon, he was smiling again – who wouldn't when they were flying? In half an hour, we were at King's Cross and Mark was suddenly looking very serious.
"Bye Dad" I said, grinning. "JASE, over here"
"Hi Mr. Evans, hi shrimp – you're actually going to start here? You're ELEVEN?" said Jason coming over.
"Shut up…you're not ninety nine yourself Mr. Prefect."
"Aww…don't remind me. Isn't it an insult Bry? I mean, why would they want to make us Prefects?"
"Because we are brainy. No one else in our year is. Hey look, there's Weasel and her mum. She's only going away for one year and there ARE holidays in between, why all that play?"
Jason did an extremely dramatic act of crying of my shoulder so that only Weasel could see. She glared at him and tried to wriggle out of her mother's hug "Gerroff MOM, Bye"
"All right, take care you three" said Dad, "Bye"
A chorus of "Bye Dad and Bye Mr. Evans" answered him as we raced each other to the train. Dad shook his head in disbelief and Attached the two brooms together, and took off. After all, we are supposed to be fifteen, even if Mark is a little squirt.
"We'll be in the Prefects compartment if you want us, Mark" said Jason "But I don't think you need Big Sister take care of you, do you?"
"NO! BYE"
"OK. Keep your hair on"
Jason and I walked to the Prefects compartment. "Nuts, Weasel's a prefect too" said Jason.
"Yeah, and CREEVEY. Who'd make Creevey a Prefect?" I replied.
"Shows the shortage of brains in Gryffindor."
I completely agreed with him and after taunting Creevey and Weasel for a while, we left them and walked through the train and finally found a compartment with only Lovegood in it. We sat down.
"Who'd you reckon is the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher?" I asked.
"Dunno, but I hope Lupin's back" replied Jason "Who cares whether he's a werewolf or a vampire?"
"I would care if he was a vampire", said Lovegood "He could be dangerous you know."
We didn't answer. The door of the compartment opened suddenly and Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley and Ginny Weasley walked in.
"Hi Luna" said Granger. "Er… and hello, you two whoever you are."
"They're Slytherins, Hermione" said Weasel glaring at us
"That should be obvious from the green and silver badge on our chests Weasel" said Jason "Remember, green and silver are Slytherin colours! Er…Hello"
Weasley spluttered – "Don't call my sister Weasel."
"Why not?" I asked " We've been calling her Weasel since our first year. And Malfoy calls YOU Weasel."
"I… Who are you?"
"Allow me to introduce us" said Jason dramatically. He loves being dramatic. "I'm Jason Burkes, fifth year Slytherin and this is Bryan Evans, also fifth year Slytherin."
"And I have no connection to your mother, Potter" I added.
"Connection? What connection would a…a Slytherin have to your mother?" asked Weasley.
"My mother's name was Evans before she married" said Potter quietly. "My mother wouldn't have been…"
"Connected to a SLYTHERIN" finished off Jason. "You know, everyone, we are not people. We are dementors in disguise."
"Really?" asked Lovegood "Would you be interested in giving an interview to The Quibbler? Hello, Hermione."
"No, we wouldn't. We don't like excess publicity. All this is very confidential" I retorted.
"Oh, then it is no problem." said Lovegood. "But please tell me if you are ever interested."
"Sure!" said Jason, looking at her as if she was mad. I was already confident that she was. "Why don't you interview Madam Pomfrey? I'm sure she will have something very interesting to tell you, that all of us know?"
"Oh, we don't want stale stuff." She smiled vaguely.
"Let's get a new compartment, come on Luna" said Weasel glaring at us again. Lovegood, Potter, Granger and both Weasleys went out.
"Nuts! Only peace now, no one to irritate" said Jason sadly.
"Quit with the melodrama. I need to do my Astronomy Essay. Can you gimme yours?"
"Sure, if you'll gimme your Charms"
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We were sitting in the Great Hall. The Sorting had just begun. After "Drake, Jane" had been sorted into Gryffindor ('Dolores JANE Umbridge' whispered Jason.), Professor McGonagall called.
"Evans, Mark"
My little brother walked nervously to the hat. Jason and I crossed my fingers. By the way, Jason is an only kid. Almost immediately, the hat yelled –
"GRYFFINDOR"
Weasel was looking at me in astonishment. Jason made a wry face. I'd always thought he'd be a Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. I knew he wouldn't make Slytherin but still – Gryffindor. The Sorting continued, and Weasel's cousin, someone called Todd Weasley also made it to Gryffindor. Not that a Weasley would've made it anywhere else but Gryffindor.
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Classes started the next day. Every teacher gave us a talk on how the OWLS were very important for our future etc. Our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher was an Auror named Nymphadora Tonks. She's a Metamorphmagus and WOW! Is she cool or what? We have Defence Against the Dark Arts with the Gryffindors. Weasel knows her. Professor Tonks said that the Ministry sent her as no other teachers could be found. I really hope she's not like Umbridge. I don't think so, we had fun hexing each other today, and the lesson was on Counter-Jinxes
Todd Weasley and Mark had also become good friends by now. I heard them on the way to Transfiguration. Weasley was asking Mark – "You have a sister in Slytherin and you're still so…er Gryffindorish." What the hell do they think of us? As Jase put it, Dementors?
My dad was in the Irish School of Magic. Mark says Slytherins are scum and you probably agree (although he says it just to bug me). Quite a few Slytherins are scum but quite a few also aren't. Just like quite a few Gryffindor are stuck up – at least with Slytherins. Lots of them are, actually as with Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs. We're people too, right? Anyway, so I'm sure Mark won't be in Slytherin, he's much too dumb. Maybe he will, again – Crabbe and Goyle are in Slytherin, so were Derrick and Bole
Talking about the Slytherins who aren't scum, Jason Burkes is one of them. He's my best friend and no one who is scum would be fortunate enough to be my best friend. His father is a partner in Borgin and Burkes but Jase doesn't like the Dark Arts. He says he's perfected the Dark Art of annoying people, which is true. I'll second, third and fourth that! If you haven't heard of Borgin and Burkes, I don't blame you. It's in Knockturn Alley.
Lemme tell you about my first day. I was quite nervous. I met Jason on the train, and we were laughing and laughing and laughing. He is fun when he's not in an irritating mood, you know. Then a red headed girl walked in, Ginny Weasley – she said. And as soon as Jason introduced himself, I assure you he didn't insult anyone – just said "I somehow knew you were a Weasley, I can't think why", she just hears the name Burkes and walks out, nose in the air. If that's not being stuck up, what is? Since that day, Weasel and us have been enemies. Then, Jase and I were sorted, into Slytherin and Weasel into Gryffindor. And… I'm pretty good at Charms…what else do I tell you about myself? I love to irritate people … mainly Gryffindors.
OK, I gotta go. Mark's ready
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"We're flying?" asked Mark excitedly "Cool, really cool! Can I borrow Bryan's broom, I'm not allowed one of my own. I mean in school. Now, I'm flying on my own right? I…"
"Mark, shut up. I'm not going to give you my broom. And you're on the back of Dad's" I said, exasperatedly. "Why must YOU be my brother?"
"But…"
"SHUT UP"
"You two stop arguing" said Dad grinning "Mark, no arguments, you are on mine."
"But DAD"
"I said no arguments. Lets go."
All three of us mounted the Disillusioned brooms, Mark very sulkily at the back of his father's and kicked off. Soon, he was smiling again – who wouldn't when they were flying? In half an hour, we were at King's Cross and Mark was suddenly looking very serious.
"Bye Dad" I said, grinning. "JASE, over here"
"Hi Mr. Evans, hi shrimp – you're actually going to start here? You're ELEVEN?" said Jason coming over.
"Shut up…you're not ninety nine yourself Mr. Prefect."
"Aww…don't remind me. Isn't it an insult Bry? I mean, why would they want to make us Prefects?"
"Because we are brainy. No one else in our year is. Hey look, there's Weasel and her mum. She's only going away for one year and there ARE holidays in between, why all that play?"
Jason did an extremely dramatic act of crying of my shoulder so that only Weasel could see. She glared at him and tried to wriggle out of her mother's hug "Gerroff MOM, Bye"
"All right, take care you three" said Dad, "Bye"
A chorus of "Bye Dad and Bye Mr. Evans" answered him as we raced each other to the train. Dad shook his head in disbelief and Attached the two brooms together, and took off. After all, we are supposed to be fifteen, even if Mark is a little squirt.
"We'll be in the Prefects compartment if you want us, Mark" said Jason "But I don't think you need Big Sister take care of you, do you?"
"NO! BYE"
"OK. Keep your hair on"
Jason and I walked to the Prefects compartment. "Nuts, Weasel's a prefect too" said Jason.
"Yeah, and CREEVEY. Who'd make Creevey a Prefect?" I replied.
"Shows the shortage of brains in Gryffindor."
I completely agreed with him and after taunting Creevey and Weasel for a while, we left them and walked through the train and finally found a compartment with only Lovegood in it. We sat down.
"Who'd you reckon is the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher?" I asked.
"Dunno, but I hope Lupin's back" replied Jason "Who cares whether he's a werewolf or a vampire?"
"I would care if he was a vampire", said Lovegood "He could be dangerous you know."
We didn't answer. The door of the compartment opened suddenly and Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley and Ginny Weasley walked in.
"Hi Luna" said Granger. "Er… and hello, you two whoever you are."
"They're Slytherins, Hermione" said Weasel glaring at us
"That should be obvious from the green and silver badge on our chests Weasel" said Jason "Remember, green and silver are Slytherin colours! Er…Hello"
Weasley spluttered – "Don't call my sister Weasel."
"Why not?" I asked " We've been calling her Weasel since our first year. And Malfoy calls YOU Weasel."
"I… Who are you?"
"Allow me to introduce us" said Jason dramatically. He loves being dramatic. "I'm Jason Burkes, fifth year Slytherin and this is Bryan Evans, also fifth year Slytherin."
"And I have no connection to your mother, Potter" I added.
"Connection? What connection would a…a Slytherin have to your mother?" asked Weasley.
"My mother's name was Evans before she married" said Potter quietly. "My mother wouldn't have been…"
"Connected to a SLYTHERIN" finished off Jason. "You know, everyone, we are not people. We are dementors in disguise."
"Really?" asked Lovegood "Would you be interested in giving an interview to The Quibbler? Hello, Hermione."
"No, we wouldn't. We don't like excess publicity. All this is very confidential" I retorted.
"Oh, then it is no problem." said Lovegood. "But please tell me if you are ever interested."
"Sure!" said Jason, looking at her as if she was mad. I was already confident that she was. "Why don't you interview Madam Pomfrey? I'm sure she will have something very interesting to tell you, that all of us know?"
"Oh, we don't want stale stuff." She smiled vaguely.
"Let's get a new compartment, come on Luna" said Weasel glaring at us again. Lovegood, Potter, Granger and both Weasleys went out.
"Nuts! Only peace now, no one to irritate" said Jason sadly.
"Quit with the melodrama. I need to do my Astronomy Essay. Can you gimme yours?"
"Sure, if you'll gimme your Charms"
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We were sitting in the Great Hall. The Sorting had just begun. After "Drake, Jane" had been sorted into Gryffindor ('Dolores JANE Umbridge' whispered Jason.), Professor McGonagall called.
"Evans, Mark"
My little brother walked nervously to the hat. Jason and I crossed my fingers. By the way, Jason is an only kid. Almost immediately, the hat yelled –
"GRYFFINDOR"
Weasel was looking at me in astonishment. Jason made a wry face. I'd always thought he'd be a Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. I knew he wouldn't make Slytherin but still – Gryffindor. The Sorting continued, and Weasel's cousin, someone called Todd Weasley also made it to Gryffindor. Not that a Weasley would've made it anywhere else but Gryffindor.
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Classes started the next day. Every teacher gave us a talk on how the OWLS were very important for our future etc. Our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher was an Auror named Nymphadora Tonks. She's a Metamorphmagus and WOW! Is she cool or what? We have Defence Against the Dark Arts with the Gryffindors. Weasel knows her. Professor Tonks said that the Ministry sent her as no other teachers could be found. I really hope she's not like Umbridge. I don't think so, we had fun hexing each other today, and the lesson was on Counter-Jinxes
Todd Weasley and Mark had also become good friends by now. I heard them on the way to Transfiguration. Weasley was asking Mark – "You have a sister in Slytherin and you're still so…er Gryffindorish." What the hell do they think of us? As Jase put it, Dementors?