Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. And forgive me of any grammatical errors and/or misspellings.
(A/N: I wasn't expecting for this to become a full fledged story but since all of you want more I guess this isn't going to be a tragedy anymore. Hope you enjoy the story. I don't have BETA Reader so that's why I'm asking for forgiveness about grammar errors. )
Chapter 3: Controversy Evey
At dinner Evelyn decided to sit with her friends at the Gryffindor table.
"Hey Evelyn!" Said a boy from 6th year with flaming red hair.
"Well, well, well if it isn't my good friend Robert Weasley son of hmm... Fred Weasley." She giggled a bit and gave him a peck on the cheek. "So how are you? Anything new at your fathers shop?"
"Not really." He looked around then at Evelyn. "But here's one thing Professor Potter has lovely test for us all to fail or so he said."
"Oh Robbie you know his tests are simple. If you want when I get back from Dumbledore's office we can study for his test." She said matter of factly.
"Ok Evey what did you do this time that you have to go to the Headmasters office?" He began as if she murdered a person.
"I'm taking it that you weren't here for my little performance." Staring at Robert as if he were crazy. "I sang about what my father did my mother and I when I was a little girl."
"No way!" He said and stared at her with a shocked look on his face. "You know what?"
"What?"
"I should just call you 'Controversy Evey'."
She began to laugh at his stupid comment, looking at her watch. "Oh dear well I must be going now. I'll pass by the Gryffindor tower as soon as I'm done."
"Alright."
She left her seat giving Robert a kiss on the cheek. And left for the Headmasters office.
(At Dumbledore's office)
"Good evening Miss Malfoy." He said. Then staring at her behind his half moon spectacles. "I presume that you know why I called you over to my office?"
"Yes, to have another two weeks worth of detention for having an outburst against my family." She looked at him as if he were going to expel her this time.
He giggled at her response. "Very funny, but no that isn't why I called you here."
"Or is about the meat strike that I began?" Starting to look nervous. "I swear professor I was only doing it so that us vegetarians won't go hungry."
He giggled even more then began to speak. "Oh Miss Malfoy, you remind me of your father exaggerating on a silly situation and your mother trying to save the house elves. What I was going to say was that a Triwizard talent show was coming up in two weeks. And I was wondering if you would do Hogwarts the honor of singing in it."
"Oh umm, may I have some time to think about it? And speak to my mother about it?"
"Yes you may. But I suggest you speak to your father first."
"No. I haven't spoken to my father in well over eight years I bet my soul that he hasn't changed."
"You'll never know."
"If one thing goes absolutely wrong when I'm with my father I swear I won't do the talent show." Starting to get upset, at the suggestion. "I want my mother to know first."
"She already knows."
(At Hermione's House)
In a little cottage in hills of the country side of London was a lady in robe with her bushy hair up in a bun having a cup of tea until she heard a bump in her fireplace.
"Who's there if you don't tell me who you are I swear I will-"
She was cut off by a deep voice. A man with very messy black hair with emerald green eyes approached her and started. "Mione it's me Harry."
"For a second I thought it was a lunatic. Harry what are you doing at this hour? You have a class to teach tomorrow." Becoming paranoid about punctuality as usual.
"Shut up and sit."
"Why?"
"It's about your daughter." She looked at Harry with panic. "If you're wondering nothing happened to her."
Relaxing a little. "Ok what did she do this time?" placing her hand on her chest.
"Well she sang about. Well you know."
She started to sniffle a little. "I told her never to mention that ever."
Harry placed his hand on Hermione's shoulder to comfort her and said. "First the meat strike now this. But there is good news."
"What? That she's being expelled and coming home that isn't good news Harry." Now starting to cry.
"Oh my little Mione. I was going to say that Dumbledore is going to place her in the Triwizard-"
Hermione's shouting cut him off. "WHAT?! NOW HE'S SENDING HER TO DEATH WITH THAT TOURNAMENT!" He fell to the floor laughing at his best friends conclusion. "DON'T YOU DARE LAUGH POTTER THIS IS MY CHILD BEING SENT TO DEATH HERE NOT YOURS!"
Still laughing at Hermione he began to finish his statement. "No Mione I was trying to say the Triwizard Talent show." Wiping some tears from his eyes after laughing so hard. "You took this a lot better than I had expected I should be going back."
"Tell Evelyn that I'm very proud of her."
A/N: well another chapter done. Thanks for the reviews. Wow I should get back to my other story.
(A/N: I wasn't expecting for this to become a full fledged story but since all of you want more I guess this isn't going to be a tragedy anymore. Hope you enjoy the story. I don't have BETA Reader so that's why I'm asking for forgiveness about grammar errors. )
Chapter 3: Controversy Evey
At dinner Evelyn decided to sit with her friends at the Gryffindor table.
"Hey Evelyn!" Said a boy from 6th year with flaming red hair.
"Well, well, well if it isn't my good friend Robert Weasley son of hmm... Fred Weasley." She giggled a bit and gave him a peck on the cheek. "So how are you? Anything new at your fathers shop?"
"Not really." He looked around then at Evelyn. "But here's one thing Professor Potter has lovely test for us all to fail or so he said."
"Oh Robbie you know his tests are simple. If you want when I get back from Dumbledore's office we can study for his test." She said matter of factly.
"Ok Evey what did you do this time that you have to go to the Headmasters office?" He began as if she murdered a person.
"I'm taking it that you weren't here for my little performance." Staring at Robert as if he were crazy. "I sang about what my father did my mother and I when I was a little girl."
"No way!" He said and stared at her with a shocked look on his face. "You know what?"
"What?"
"I should just call you 'Controversy Evey'."
She began to laugh at his stupid comment, looking at her watch. "Oh dear well I must be going now. I'll pass by the Gryffindor tower as soon as I'm done."
"Alright."
She left her seat giving Robert a kiss on the cheek. And left for the Headmasters office.
(At Dumbledore's office)
"Good evening Miss Malfoy." He said. Then staring at her behind his half moon spectacles. "I presume that you know why I called you over to my office?"
"Yes, to have another two weeks worth of detention for having an outburst against my family." She looked at him as if he were going to expel her this time.
He giggled at her response. "Very funny, but no that isn't why I called you here."
"Or is about the meat strike that I began?" Starting to look nervous. "I swear professor I was only doing it so that us vegetarians won't go hungry."
He giggled even more then began to speak. "Oh Miss Malfoy, you remind me of your father exaggerating on a silly situation and your mother trying to save the house elves. What I was going to say was that a Triwizard talent show was coming up in two weeks. And I was wondering if you would do Hogwarts the honor of singing in it."
"Oh umm, may I have some time to think about it? And speak to my mother about it?"
"Yes you may. But I suggest you speak to your father first."
"No. I haven't spoken to my father in well over eight years I bet my soul that he hasn't changed."
"You'll never know."
"If one thing goes absolutely wrong when I'm with my father I swear I won't do the talent show." Starting to get upset, at the suggestion. "I want my mother to know first."
"She already knows."
(At Hermione's House)
In a little cottage in hills of the country side of London was a lady in robe with her bushy hair up in a bun having a cup of tea until she heard a bump in her fireplace.
"Who's there if you don't tell me who you are I swear I will-"
She was cut off by a deep voice. A man with very messy black hair with emerald green eyes approached her and started. "Mione it's me Harry."
"For a second I thought it was a lunatic. Harry what are you doing at this hour? You have a class to teach tomorrow." Becoming paranoid about punctuality as usual.
"Shut up and sit."
"Why?"
"It's about your daughter." She looked at Harry with panic. "If you're wondering nothing happened to her."
Relaxing a little. "Ok what did she do this time?" placing her hand on her chest.
"Well she sang about. Well you know."
She started to sniffle a little. "I told her never to mention that ever."
Harry placed his hand on Hermione's shoulder to comfort her and said. "First the meat strike now this. But there is good news."
"What? That she's being expelled and coming home that isn't good news Harry." Now starting to cry.
"Oh my little Mione. I was going to say that Dumbledore is going to place her in the Triwizard-"
Hermione's shouting cut him off. "WHAT?! NOW HE'S SENDING HER TO DEATH WITH THAT TOURNAMENT!" He fell to the floor laughing at his best friends conclusion. "DON'T YOU DARE LAUGH POTTER THIS IS MY CHILD BEING SENT TO DEATH HERE NOT YOURS!"
Still laughing at Hermione he began to finish his statement. "No Mione I was trying to say the Triwizard Talent show." Wiping some tears from his eyes after laughing so hard. "You took this a lot better than I had expected I should be going back."
"Tell Evelyn that I'm very proud of her."
A/N: well another chapter done. Thanks for the reviews. Wow I should get back to my other story.
