Chapter 12 – Tensions Build

reviewers: Well for one: IM SORRY FOR NOT UDATING!

liesltheweasl- thanks for da review, and i sure hope that my story is cool enough so that i can develop the characters like that, that's what i'm hoping for! Sorry for not updating:(

HaliJade Snape- I wanted to make Evie a little out of character, well not out of character but perhaps show you a different side of her. And i know that it seems like Harry would have been able to remember being compared to his father all the time - he'll come around eventually, and that'll get thrown in his face, lol.

Pinksakurablossom- thanks for the reviews! Sorry i made you wait so long!

robster639- yah! I'm glad u like, and i'll update more!

Discalimer - you all know, not mine.

AN - okay so basically what i want to say is I"M SORRY ITS BEEN SO LONG AND I HOPE YOU ALL HAVENT ABANDONED ME! School and gymnastics have been absolutely heinous! So i squeezed out this rather lame excuse for a chapter so you would know that i didn't in fact leave you. I wouldn't do that, i know what it feels like when you're into a story and it just gets dropped. Oh and i didn't really read over this chapter very well, so if there are spelling errors, i'm very sorry. I only have a spanish final and half a math final to take still, and no gym this week so then it's like summer!

The days passed slowly, for all. The days before Christmas frequently do. Evie spent most of her time by herself, never having made fully with her parents, and unable to talk to Jake and Jimmie. So she spent a lot of her time doing the break homework in her room, and worrying about Ethan.

Jake and Jimmie gave up on talking to Evie eventually. They passed their time frequently by playing quidditch, and as more Weasley's began to show up, the larger the teams were. Soon they were even able to start a tournament.

Harry too, being immovably stubborn, hadn't really spoken to his daughter since there yelling spree. He felt some regret about it, but never knew quite how to approach her considering that he wasn't willing to change his opinion, and she had made it obvious that she wouldn't change hers.

Ginny had tried to talk to her daughter, but ended up just putting herself in the middle between Evie and Harry. In doing so she mostly only made the situation worse.

Despite the festive nature of the time, tensions in the house were high and nearly everyone was walking on eggshells and taking sides, but watching what they say so as not to upset anyone else.

It wasn't until two days before Christmas that the house was given some respite.

Evie rubbed her eyes tiredly, having been up since five in the morning working on the heinously hard transfiguration essay. Just as she set back to work after her eyes short respite some pecked hard on her ear. She yelped and glared at the bird next to her.

The bird appeared naturally playful though because it hopped in delight, shaking it's head from side to side so that it almost appeared to be laughing. Evie couldn't help but smile and relieved the bird of it's letter. Her eyes furrowed as she took in the unaddressed letter and wondered how the bird knew where to go.

Her eyes scanned the letter quickly, and immediately she was filled with a sense of relief and the stress that had been building within her for so long began to dissipate.

Dear Evie,

Knowing you, your worried about me. And may I take a stab to guess that your fighting with your father. I know my father was mad at me. But I wanted to let you know that I'm fine. You probably freaked out, especially when I didn't write you. Well, my father's kept me busy. I'm his 'heir' which basically means I have to go to all these weird parties and act all snotty and rich. Not very much fun, trust me I'd WAY rather be with you and Jake and Jimmie.

Which reminds me, I'm so sorry for snapping at you before. I was afraid of what my father would think. I know it's stupid, but I just don't want him to completely freak out…and maybe take it out on you or something. I don't even know, but I guess I panicked slightly, and I sounded terrible – your father must think I'm just like my father.

Well, anyway. I'm doing fine, just bored to tears. And I also sent your, Jake's and Jimmie's Christmas presents with my owl Joker. Hope he didn't play with you too much, he's pretty comical though when he doesn't think that pecking your ear until it bleeds is funny.

Anyway, Merry Christmas! I'll see you when we go back to Hogwarts!

Ethan

Evie smiled to herself, gave the owl some food and told him to stay and hurried downstairs to show her father who Ethan really was.

AN - more on the way, i pinky promise!