A/N: Yes, this is my first Harry Potter FanFiction. Glad you like it!

I hope you enjoy this chapter. I haven't had much time to update lately because I've been spending most of my life studying, but now I'm done with finals and the regents so I can get back to doing what I want to do. Hope you enjoy chapter two!

Also, this story is set when Harry is still in fifth year, and I haven't decided yet but I think Sirius is still going to be alive and the Department Of Mysteries isn't going to play into effect at all. This is my FanFiction, and it's going my way.

Ha, ha, ha.

FanOfLOST: Yes, Evangeline's name reminds me of Kate too. I was thinking about Lost of course when I wrote this.

----------------------GREENER WITH THE SCENERY----------------------

Harry stared at her scar. It was large and lightning bolt-shaped- it was just like his, but it was bigger and on her arm.

"How did you get that?" he blurted out.

Evangeline looked at her arm. "It's nothing. I've had it since I was a kid." She seemed very keen to get off the topic, so Harry dropped the matter.

"PACK IT UP!" Snape hollered from the front of the room. "IT'S TIME TO GO! PACK IT UP!"

Evangeline rolled down her sleeve. She and Harry left the room, closely followed by Hermione and Ron, who, needless to say, were arguing.

"Do you two ever take a break?" said Harry.

Hermione looked up and saw Evangeline. "Who's your friend, Harry?"

"I'm Evangeline," she said.

Hermione smiled. "Welcome to Hogwarts," she said with a smile. "I'm Hermione."

"Ron," said Ron, not really paying attention. He scanned his class schedule. "Herbology with the Hufflepuffs. That's a relief. Especially after Potions."

"I like Potions," said Evangeline brightly. "It's interesting. I just don't like Professor Snape."

"Yeah," Harry heard himself saying. "Me too."

Ron and Hermione stared at him, openmouthed. Neither of them could speak.

Hermione found her voice first.

"WHAT?"

Harry looked at her. "Potions really is interesting," he said quickly. "Snape is just a git."

"Since when do you like Potions?" Ron demanded.

Harry glared at him. Ron glared right back.

"Herbology," said Evangeline, changing the subject. "We're going to be late."

With one last evil look at Harry, Ron turned his head.

Upon arriving at the greenhouses for Herbology, the students were welcomed with a high-pitched, ear-shattering scream.

"YEEEEEEEEEIKES!"

"What's going on?" Harry asked Dean and Seamus, who was standing nearby.

"Lavender's found a bug in her hair," Seamus replied boredly.

"Where is it? Is it gone, is it gone?" Lavender shrieked, hopping from one foot to the next. Parvati Patil attempted to take the bug out of Lavender's hair, but Lavender just jumped up and down more and wouldn't let Parvati come near her.

Through this whole catastrophe, Harry stayed right beside Evangeline.

"What's her deal?" she whispered to Harry, leaning closer. Harry smiled. She even smelled nice. His thoughts drifted away from Lavender and her stupid bug and landed on Evangeline. She was pretty, and she was nice...

"Harry," she said. "HARRY!"

"Huh? What?" Harry was pulled from his daydream and back down to earth. He looked at Evangeline. "Did you say something?"

"What's wrong with that girl?"

"Oh. Lavender," said Harry. "found a bug in her hair, I think."

"Brainless git," Evangeline hissed under her breath.

"Did you say something?"

Evangeline blushed. "No," she said to Harry.

Harry grinned. Lavender wasn't much his type, either.

"Let's go, chaps," said Professor Sprout upon her arrival. She pulled a key out of her pocket and opened the door of greenhouse number three.

"Groups of four, kids," said Professor Sprout. Harry turned to look at Ron and Hermione. Hermione smiled at Harry but Ron scowled. Harry said to Evangeline, "Want to work with me?"

She nodded, smiling. They approached Hermione and Ron. Ron made a face.

"Something wrong?" asked Evangeline with a smile.

"No," Ron muttered.

They managed to forget their differences upon setting out to work. The plant that they were supposed to be repotting sprayed a purplish substance in their faces. It tickled and made them sneeze and by the end of class, all of their faces had a blueish-purple tint to them. Evangeline's hair had purple streaks all along it and Harry could no longer see through his glasses.

Laughing, the Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs went up to the castle for lunch. After cleaning themselves off, they sat down.

Over lunch, Harry, Hermione, and Evangeline talked of this and that. Ron remained silent and refused to talk to anyone. Harry was greatly enjoying his turkey sandwich and when he looked over at Evangeline, who was smiling at him, he felt at peace with the world for the moment and didn't find anything wrong right then.

"Why aren't you eating the turkey on your sandwich?" Harry questioned. "It's really good."

Evangeline started in on her potatoes. "I'm a vegetarian."

"That's nice," said Hermione. "standing up for the rights of animals. Good for you, Evangeline."

Evangeline smiled. Harry put down his sandwich.

"You know, maybe she's right," said Harry. Ron gave him a look of utmost insanity.

"What?" he spat.

Harry turned to glare at Ron once more. "It's sort of cruel to eat animals, don't you think?" he turned to Hermione. "It's almost like the cruel treatment people show house-elves, isn't it?" he said desperately, wishing at least one of them would be on his side.

"Mm-hmm," said Hermione, but she wasn't really paying attention.

"Divination next," said Ron to no on in particular.

"What's that like?" Evangeline wanted to know. "I don't take Divination. I took Arithmancy instead."

"Wish I'd've," said Harry. "Divination is boring."

Evangeline smiled. Then they stood up to go to their next class.

As they were walking out of the Great Hall, three boys yelled to Evangeline, "Ooh, Evie's got a new boy-friend!"

Evangeline ducked her head. "Ignore them," she told Harry.

"Who are they?" Harry asked once they were out of the Hall.

"My brothers," said Evangeline miserably. "all older, and they're all in Gryffindor. I was hoping I'd get sorted into a different house than them, but I didn't."

Harry smiled. Evangeline's brothers were all tall and freckle-faced and reminded him strongly of the Weasley twins.

"That one is Eric," said Evangeline, pointing to the shortest one with brown hair. "He's sixteen. That's Jimmy, and he's in seventh year." she pointed to the tallest and loudest of her brothers, then to the middle-sized one who was being held in a headlock by Jimmy. "And that's Leland. He's fifteen. He's my twin."

"You have a twin?"

"Yeah. Great big pain in the bum for me. I also have another brother, but he's only four so he doesn't go to Hogwarts."

All his life, Harry had wondered what it would be like to have brothers or sisters. He wondered if

they behaved similarly to the way he and Dudley did. Then he met the Weasleys, and Ron got along just

Fine with his brothers. Harry sometimes wished he had a brother or two. Not that it would have made a

difference of any sort. Just someone to share the burden of not having parents.

Harry and Evangeline parted at the hallway before the North tower. Once he reached it he

climbed up the stepladder and sank onto a cushiony pouf and waited for Ron to show up. He let his mind

wander as he waited. It didn't wander very far. It mostly stayed on the topic of Evangeline.

And that was where he liked it.