Chapter 2
When Eva reached the hospital wing, she cautiously knocked on the door. Madam Pomfrey opened it quietly and let her in.
The whole room was empty, except for Eva, Madam Pomfrey, Draco, and a Gryffindor first year. Draco was sitting up in his bed, doing a crossword puzzle. His arm was healed.
"Dray!" Eva cried, just as she had that morning as she ran over to hug him.
His eyes lit up and he smiled. "Hi, Eva! How are you?"
"I'm great, Dray. Hope your arm is okay, though. I've been in the library all day, reading. Lonely." She lied as if she were a professional.
"Sorry, sis," he chuckled, turning to Madam Pomfrey. "It's time for me to go. May I?"
She shooed them both out the door as she hustled to fix some Pepper-up potion for the Gryffindor firstie.
They headed towards the Slytherin Common Room. "So, are you considering trying out for the Slytherin Quidditch Team?" Draco asked Eva. The hallways were once again empty.
"I don't know how you can even think about playing that sport again after what just hap-"
"Enough about me, what about you?"
"Hm..." Eva thought for a moment.
"You would be great as a Chaser - I'm sure of it," Draco started.
"Alright, I'll try out, but who knows, I might be lousy," Eva laughed as they said the password and entered the Common Room. Draco opened his mouth to speak again, but was interrupted by a voice.
"Hello, Evangaline." said Pansy Parkinson, with a horrible smirk on her face, Crabbe and Goyle behind her on either side, looking rather evil.
"Hi there, Pansy," Eva said casually, "Look who's back!" She pointed at her brother, who just smiled and blushed.
Pansy was dumbfounded at the ignoring of her presentation, but regained her attitude quickly.
"Could I have a word with you...in private?" Pansy sneered. Crabbe and Goyle nodded enthusiastically, looking very stupid in the process.
'She cant know...she couldnt...Oh, but she does!...I'm toast.' She thought, nodding to Pansy and waving to Draco as she followed Pansy into an empty closet.
"Not you two!" Pansy shrieked at the large thugs Crabbe and Goyle, who tried to follow. She slammed the door in their faces. The closet was very dark.
"Lumos." Pansy said irritatedly, and Eva did the same.
There was an awkward silence in which Pansy stared at Eva smugly, while Eva was twirling her straight, golden hair, eyes wandering everywhere but Pansy's gaze.
"So, Eva. Where've you been all day?" Pansy started conversationally.
"I...er, well I got up early to check on Draco. I already knew he would be in the Hospital Wing because his arm was all limp and swollen from practice, so he went there last night, the poor guy. Next I...oh yeah, I went to the library, and from there I spent my day alone, reading, studying, things of that sort. Then of course I came to see Draco again, and his arm was better, so we came back here."
"But oh?" Pansy squeaked. "You could've stayed with us...we had a lot of fun today." A smirk formed on her face. She was having so much fun torturing Eva with her own lies, she let out a high-pitched laugh.
"I j-just needed time for m-myself." Eva stuttered. One thing Lucius Malfoy taught her was to never give up, even if you were caught in a lie and you knew it. 'There's always a way out,' he would say.
"Listen, Princess. You were with Harry Potter, that annoying Ginger and his clone brothers, & the Mudblood all day and don't you deny it-..."
"Don't-call-them-that!" Eva whispered threateningly. "who all knows?" she added calmly and with worry in her eyes in hope that the short-haired girl would be cooperative.
Pansy looked at her in triumph. "Just me, but you'll have to pay to keep it that way."
'There's always a way out. There's always a way out. There's always a way out.' Eva repeated this thought in her head over and over.
"What do you want, Pansy?" Eva sighed in defeat.
"I want your brother, and you're gonna make sure he wants me." Pansy's sickly sweet voice and pug-faced smile almost made Eva gag. And she would've, too, if she wasn't fighting back tears. A lump formed in her throat. Eva remained silent.
"Or I'll tell him about all this!" Squealed Parkinson joyfully. "Oh, and I want ten galleons." She added. She was really milking this for all it was worth. Eva shoved the money into Pansy's palm.
"Don't push it." Eva warned her. 'There's always a way out.'
"Well, I have a soon-to-be boyfriend to check on!" Pansy dragged Eva out of the closet.
"Drakieeeee!" Pansy released Eva and ran to hug him. "I missed you so much! How are you? Are you okay? It doesn't hurt, does it? You poor thing..." Pansy crooned, playing with his silvery-blonde hair.
"I'm fine, just a little sore...I'm going to get some rest." He lied, faking a yawn and laying down on the couch.
Pansy turned to leave automatically. "Oh, I'm sorry, Drakie! Get some sleep, okay? Love you!" And she was gone.
Draco immediately turned his gaze to his sister, who no one else had realized was still standing there and crying her eyes out silently.
"What's the matter, Eves?" He asked worriedly.
"I c-can't...say" she weeped.
"What did Pansy tell you? If she was threatening you, I'll hex her to...-"
Eva cut him off in frustration. "No, Draco! I'm s-sorry! I just can't!"
She stomped up the stairs to the Girls' Dormitory and slammed the door behind her, leaving a confused and slightly angry Draco sitting alone on the couch.
'There's always a way out.'
Eva woke up early for the second day in a row. Millicent Bullstrode, Daphne Greengrass, and Pansy were still asleep. Eva had cried herself to sleep last night, but she was going to pull herself together.
They had lessons today, first of all, Potions. Fun. Suddenly, Eva's heart sank. She remembered how mean she was to Draco last night, and how much she hated Pansy Parkinson. Tears welled in her eyes, but she did not cry.
She wasn't exactly sure why this bothered her so much. She knew Draco didn't like Pansy anymore than just friends, or maybe even less. She couldn't let her own brother be forced into a relationship with anyone; especially Pansy Parkinson.
Eva made herself look somewhat presentable, though her eyes were still red and puffy, got dressed quickly, and headed downstairs to the Common Room.
To her surprise, Draco was still there, snoring softly on the couch. She felt bad for how she treated him last night, so she figured she would write him a letter.
"Accio parchment, ink, and quill," she muttered.
Suddenly, all the desk drawers slammed themselves open and approximately a thousand sheets of parchment came flying directly at Eva. About ten pots of ink zoomed off the desktops and towards her, and when she avoided them, they smashed on the floor, splattering ink everywhere. Feather quills flew from out of nowhere, pelting every part of her.
She dodged what she could, as silently as she could, but Draco stirred. Eva held her breath. Finally, she was sure he wasn't going to wake up, and everything started to settle, she exhaled in relief.
'I need to be more specific.' She thought grumpily to herself. She picked up a piece of parchment, dipped the tip of a quill into a puddle of ink on the floor, and began to write...
Dray, I'm really sorry about last night. I don't know what my problem was. And don't worry about Pansy, she just...really likes you. Anyways, I just wanted to ask you if you're busy during our free period? You could...show me how to play Quidditch or something. Love Eva.
She folded the note carefully and slipped it into Draco's hand. After going back to the dormitory to change her ink-stained robes, she went down to the Great Hall.
Eva was one of the first students there. Eva sat down by herself at the Slytherin table. She took a sip of water from the glass that magically appeared, looked around the Great Hall casually, and immediately sprayed water across the table.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were sitting at the Gryffindor table, and they simultaniously spotted her and smiled. Together, the three of them stood and headed over to the table where Eva was sitting.
Eva was as still as a stone until they reached her. Students weren't allowed to sit anywhere but their own house table, so they acted like they were only passing by.
"Wotcher, Eva! Boy, do we have some plans for today-" said Harry.
"You up for hexing Snape during potions?-" Ron interrupted.
"Or, Evangaline...you're more than welcome to study with me." Hermione said.
Eva didn't even let herself consider these plans, even if it did sound fun. There were more people trickling in by the minute, and if Pansy came now, or worse: Draco...then she would be toast.
"Listen. I'm really sorry, but you must realize who you're talking to. I'm Draco's twin, a pureblood, a Slytherin! Why don't you hate me, anyways?" Eva tried to make it look like she was telling them to buzz off - she was attracting odd looks from the rest of the Slytherin table.
"I do hate your brother-" Harry started.
"And your dad-" continued Ron.
"And most other Slytherins-" Harry finished.
Hermione tried to apologize for their rude statements, but Harry spoke first.
"But you're different. I don't know how, and I don't know why. You just are." Harry sighed in frustration, determined not to lose his new friend.
"It's because I don't care about house rivalries or blood status like they do!" Eva kept glancing nervously at the door; more people were coming in, and nobody could see her with the Golden Trio.
"Exactly our point. So what's changed between now and yesterday?" Harry pressed. A small crowd of people moseyed in.
"Listen, please just go, if Draco catches us talking...-"
"Then I'll take the blame, Draco can do whatever the hell he wants to me, and you're fine!" Harry argued.
"It's not that simple, Harry! Listen, I'm begging you, please! Leave!" Eva sounded like she was about to cry.
A bunch of Hufflepuffs scurried in and took their seats.
"You know you don't mean that! Why don't you stand up to him? He's not the boss of you!" Harry shouted.
Eva stood up, looking Harry in the eyes. "He's my brother and I love him, Harry! Do you need a better excuse?!"
"He's pushing you around like a house-elf!" Hermione shot Harry a stern look as he said this.
Just then, a crowd of Slytherins walked into the room, conversing lightly. Draco, Pansy, Millicent, Crabbe, and Goyle.
"Harry, Ron, Hermione, go! Now! I'll explain later!" Eva screamed. They turned around reluctantly, but walked back to the Gryffindor table. Eva wiped the sweat off her forehead, sat down quickly, and began scarfing down her breakfast as if she'd been doing that all along.
They strutted over, Draco leading them all. He plopped down beside his sister, and everyone else across from them. "Good morning, Eva. Sleep well?" Draco asked.
"Morning..." Eva said through a mouthful of toast, secretly trying to catch her breath. 'Never again,' She thought.
The second part was supposed to be Chapter 3 but I went ahead and combined them because 2 was too short for my liking. Enjoy!