Ch. 18 In the Slytherine Common Room
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AN: Remember Eva from ch.13? This chapter will serve as proof that I haven't forgotten her. Any characters I focus on outside of the Four will have some impact on the group. (otherwise I wouldn't drive myself nuts with so many sub plots.)
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Eva was deep into her potions essay when Pansy Parkinson plumped down in front of her and said perkily, "Hi!"
"Hello, can I help you?", Eva replied.
"I just wanted to talk."
"About?"
"Anything."
Eva flapped her hand dismissively, "Later, I'm busy."
"Doing what?"
Eva rolled her eyes skyward as if asking for patience, "Homework."
If Eva was hoping that Pansy would get the point she was sadly mistaken, "What class?"
"Potions, now go away."
"There's no need to be rude!", Pansy huffed and left.
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Draco watched this interchange with amusement. This new girl seemed quite capable of fending for herself. Pansy wouldn't be half so interested in how Strouss spends her time if her father hadn't told her to be. The Dark Lord obviously doesn't like wild cards, even in Hogwarts. Too bad he doesn't realize that there are at least two in his old house.
The Strouss's were an old family that had remained neutral in the last war. He recited to himself from his mother's letter earlier in the week. Because they hadn't expressed sympathies for either side they had managed to emerge fairly unmolested from the last war. Dumbledorr had obviously left neutral families alone, and Voldemort decided that silence meant assent as far as the old families were concerned. Draco gave himself a slight shake and turned his musings to the letter Hermione had sent him this morning. It had only contained a couple of lines, 7:00 tonight, the lake.
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Am I ever going to get some privacy around here? Eva thought irately as she put her name on her essay. Couldn't she see that I was busy? I'm not going to apologize for being rude; Parkinson was rude first to interrupt my work. The nosy cow. Does she really think that I can't see right through her? I know she doesn't really care if I'm here or not. She probably just pulled that little stunt so she could tell her mother or father, whichever it was that put her up to it, that I rejected her out of hand and there is nothing else she can do without seeming suspicious.
I'm surrounded by Pureblood preps and I have no one to talk to. If Janie had wound up in Ravenclaw we might have been able to act civil to each other, but no; Little Miss Wolfling has to go and get sorted into Gryffindorr. At least she remembered to warn me that our two houses don't get along, who knows what that might have started if she didn't.
AN: Yeah, Yeah I know short. Next ones fun.
RR.