MiseryluvsDeath aka Fidele, I am glad you're finding my story interesting. I hope this chapter continues to interest you!

Well, this was quite positively my favourite chapter to write so far. Yay. So... hope people who read it enjoy it!

Now... for the Disclaimer... maybe I will just forget it next time and pretend for once in my life I totally own the entire Harry Potter world, however... Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor his world, it all belongs to the woman who's name is printed on the books and must have a really weird imgination. However, I do own this plot and Evania De'Alvion... Mwah ha ha.

Chapter Four

Apparating back to the grounds of Malfoy Mansion, Draco glanced at his mother who had a rather worried expression on her face, whilst her eyes kept constantly flickering to Evania. The girl herself was deathly pale and though her skin was naturally very white, Evania looked unwell and very nervous.

Backing up a few steps, Draco walked beside his cousin and gave her a worried look, "Are you alright?" He asked her in a quiet voice and Evania glanced at Draco before her gaze flickered to the Mansion and then to Narcissa as they approached the front door.

"Not really... no." Evania replied in a nervous voice and Draco cast her a questioning look. A trembling sigh escaped Evania's lips and she drew Draco to a halt by placing a hand on his arm. "I'm frightened Draco," She said softly as she gripped his arm tightly, "I'm frightened of my mother." Evania's eyes shined brightly as though filled with tears and Draco stared at her for a moment before giving a small nod of his head.

"You're scared of Bellatrix?" Evania lowered her head before taking a deep breath and then giving a small nod.

"Father told me things about her... what she did to people." Evania lifted her gaze to meet Draco's and shrugged her shoulders. Draco glanced towards his home where he knew Bellatrix could possibly be.

Narcissa reached the front door to the mansion and turned to see that Draco and Evania had stopped following her and were stood talking. Smoothing down her robes, Narcissa took a small breath before letting it out in a light sigh and folding her arms whilst she waited for her son and her niece to catch up. As they finally approached, Narcissa caught a small snippet of what Draco was saying.

"Don't get her mad... and don't show her that you're afraid of her." Draco said in what he hoped was an encouraging voice. He then turned his stormy grey eyes onto his mother who looked at Evania for a few seconds before placing a hand on the girl's arm.

"You don't have to speak to her today Eva." Narcissa said, "We can leave it until you're ready." Evania smiled at Narcissa's words and gave a small shake of her head.

"I want to do it. There's no point prolonging it." Evania was quite pleased that she had made herself sound a lot more confident than she actually felt and she smiled at Narcissa who stared intently at her for a few moments before she nodded her head and then opened the door to the Mansion. Sweeping inside with her usual grace and dignity, Narcissa removed her navy blue cloak before setting it onto the cloak stand. Draco followed suit with his own cloak and Evania, after a moment, reached up and hung her own cloak onto the stand before she rubbed her hands over her bare arms.

Though she had been brought up amongst wizards, both Evania and her father had never really worn the usual attire for the people they were and were much more fond of Muggle clothing. Instead of the robes and unusual outfits, Evania had adopted the darker, grungier Muggle clothing and so wore a black, velvet, jagged hemmed skirt with a jagged cut overlay that was a mix of fine and grey spotted mesh. The skirt had laced side panels and fabric rose and lace trim. Her top was just as unusual and was a sleeve-less, cotton vest top with a satin look lace-up panel and floral, mesh covered bust trimmed with black and red lace.

Draco stared in shock at Evania's clothing and it seemed that his mother was also taken by surprise at how unusual they were. Never had Narcissa seen someone wearing such an outfit, and though she knew she should be repulsed by the muggle clothing, she could not help but smile at the girl's daringness. Draco's eyes dropped to Evania's feet where she wore high leg boots in black leather with lace and buckle fastenings. Well, he had a strong feeling that Bellatrix was going to freak out when she saw that her daughter wore such muggle clothing.

"Draco, Evania's room is opposite to yours," Narcissa suddenly said as she turned to face her son who frowned slightly before giving a small nod of his head, "Will you show her there whilst I have a word with your father?" She forced a smile to her lips and Draco arched a brow before nodding his head and then motioning for Evania to follow him from the main lobby and towards the staircase.

Once out of earshot, Evania glanced back down the way they had walked before looking at Draco, "Why do you think she sent us away?" She asked and Draco's brow furrowed as he looked at her.

"She wants to speak to my father," He replied after a moment of silence as they continued walking. Though Draco said that he thought his mother was merely planning on speaking to his father, he had a rather strong feeling that in their conversation another person would be involved and it would be Bellatrix. Most likely, his mother was going to try and find a way to stop Bellatrix from blowing a fuse and performing the killing curse on everyone when she found out that her daughter disliked her and that she dressed like a muggle.

Evania knew Draco had not said the whole truth as to what he thought his mother was really doing, but she did not push the matter. Instead, she turned her attention onto the paintings on the walls of the corridor which they were walking down, "This place is huge." She said as she gazed around with an impressed look on her face. She had never set foot in a house quite like the Malfoy Mansion, her own home with her father had been relatively small and cosy. Here, she had a feeling she would get terribly lost.

A smirk slid to Draco's lips and Evania had a feeling she would be seeing quite a lot of it, "Impressed?" He asked glancing at her and seeing her nod her head vigorously before he rounded a corner and walked ten steps before stopping in the middle of the corridor in front of a mahogany coloured door. "This is my room." He said before continuing walking down the corridor to another door which was similar to Draco's only had silver patterns on it. Grasping the handle, Draco opened the door before stepping into the room, "This is your room." He said as he stepped aside for Evania to enter.

Evania's jaw dropped at the sheer size of the room and her eyes widened in surprise and disbelief, "Wow..." Was all she managed to say after she turned around to examine the room and then looked at Draco who had once again gained a smirk on his face. Her room in her old house had been immensely small compared to the one she now stood in and a smile broke across her face as she bounded over to the window which looked out onto the back garden of the Malfoy Mansion.

Turning from the window, Evania looked at Draco who was resting with his back against the wall next to the door. His steel-grey eyes observed the room whilst a thoughtful look was on his face, after a moment, his eyes moved onto what could only be a suitcase, "The House Elves have already brought up your things." He said before nodding his head at the suitcase which rested beside Evania's bed.

"You have House Elves?" Evania asked as she peered out of the window onto the well kept garden before turning back to Draco with an unreadable expression on her face. Draco gave a small nod of his head at Evania's question.

"Well yes, in a place like this you'd expect to find House Elves." He replied with a small frown, I hope she's not against the whole having House Elves. He thought as he watched her expression warily for a few seconds. Evania arched a brow slightly before giving the faintest shrug of shoulders. She did not much agree with keeping House Elves, but then again, from what she had heard, the House Elves enjoyed serving their masters.

A wave of tiredness suddenly crept over Evania and she smothered a yawn with her hand before blinking slightly in surprise, she had not realized she was so tired. But then again, her days had been rather eventful compared to what she was used too. Apparently, Draco had also seen her yawning as he pushed himself away from the wall and moved to the door. "I'll be down the hall if you want anything." He said before he turned and left the room whilst shutting the door behind him.

Standing at the window, Evania gazed down at the garden for a few seconds, her ice blue eyes focussed on a large water feature in the middle of the garden and for a few seconds she watched as water spurted out from the rearing lion's mouth. Taking a deep breath, she turned away from the window to examine her room more thoroughly whilst a faint smile crept to her lips.

The walls were a deep crimson and the carpet was thick, black and felt rather spongy as she walked on it. The bed was a huge four poster with black drapes and crimson quilt which had numerous crimson and black pillows. The wardrobe and drawers along the far wall were all a cherry-mahogany colour and there was another mahogany coloured door which led into Evania's own bathroom.

Pulling her suitcase over to the wardrobe, Evania eyed it for a few seconds before giving a small shake of her head and walking to the bed. Removing her boots, she set them beside the bed before crawling onto the covers and nestling close into the many pillows. She would unpack when she woke up, but for now she felt extremely tired and merely wanted to sleep. The clock on the mahogany bedside table said that it was four in the afternoon and Evania's eyes fluttered shut as she drifted into a dreamless sleep.

Stopping outside his bedroom door, Draco had his hand out to take the handle, but he stopped in mid-motion and frowned to himself. Though he knew he should not go listening in to whatever his parents were talking about, he couldn't help but feel the strong tug of curiosity and so walked down the hall to the sitting room where he knew his mother would be with his father and most likely his auntie Bellatrix.

Creeping down the stairs, he crossed the main lobby and then went down another corridor before stopping outside a room which had it's door shut. Leaning close to the door, he listened intently for any sound but heard nothing no matter how hard he tried. Stepping back from the door, he cast the door a deeply annoyed look before shaking his head. Obviously one of the adults had placed a spell around the room to prevent their words from being overheard and Draco felt a deep pang of anger as he turned and walked back up to his room whilst silently cursing his parents and aunt.

Opening his bedroom door, Draco walked into his room before flopping down onto his bed with a heavy sigh. In the corner of his room, his owl hooted at him from within it's cage and Draco lifted his head to peer into the amber eyes of the owl with his own stormy grey eyes. Suddenly shaking his head, Draco leaned over the edge of his bed before sticking his hand under the bed and pulling out a well worn book that had obviously seen better days.

Though he was raised amongst wizards and he found muggle contraptions most confusing, Draco had to admit that the books the muggles read were not so bad, and as he opened up the well worn book and settled back down on his bed he didn't think that muggles were quite so bad as he had always thought them to be.

Though half asleep, Evania knew there was someone within her room and slowly she opened her eyes to find herself staring at what looked like an older reflection of herself. Blinking back the grogginess of sleep, Evania could have sworn she was still dreaming, only, she was quite positive that she was in fact wide awake and the person before he was not her reflection.

Pushing herself up so she was sat on her bed instead of lying down, Evania stared hard at the woman before her with a sense of unease and fear coursing through her veins. This could only be Bellatrix... her mother, and Evania swallowed before her eyes quickly moved to the door to her room which was shut before her eyes flickered back to Bellatrix who was watching her with an unreadable expression on her face.

Biting down on her bottom lip, Evania dropped her gaze to the black carpet as Bellatrix's eyes bore into her and she began to feel steadily uncomfortable. "When the Dark Lord told me that you were coming here to Narcissa and Lucius, I did not believe him." Bellatrix said after a long silence and Evania lifted her eyes to meet her mothers own dark eyed gaze. "I guess this means Nickolas is dead then?" Bellatrix asked and Evania was sure that Bellatrix's face looked slightly happier at the words she had just said.

Nodding her head ever so slowly, Evania slid from the bed before moving to her feet. At least that way she was a little closer to the door. "Yes, father died three days ago." Evania replied as she looked over her mother for a few seconds before finally meeting Bellatrix's gaze with her own ice blue eyes, "He told me all about you. About the things you did before being taken to Azkaban," Evania shrugged her shoulders, "He didn't need to tell me about the things that you have done since you left Azkaban. The newspapers are always full of things based around Voldemort and his followers."

The faintest of smiles crept to Bellatrix's lips as Evania spoke and she folded her arms before giving a small shrug of her shoulders, "Do you like what I have done?" She asked, from what Evania had said, Bellatrix was expecting her daughter to be a supporter of the Dark Lord. But the answer Bellatrix gained was hardly what she had been expecting.

"Do I like what you've done?" Evania repeated before staring at Bellatrix as though the woman had gone a little more insane. Disgust filled Evania's face and she shook her head, "How could I like what you've done? You've tortured and killed people, you're disgusting as is Vol-!" Evania spat at Bellatrix with anger filling her voice.

"Don't you dare speak his name!" Bellatrix whispered in a voice full of hatred and fury. She stared for a moment at Evania and her left eye suddenly twitched. People who knew Bellatrix well, always knew that they were in serious trouble if Bellatrix's left eye twitched and normally they would turn and flee. Bella felt anger coursing through her veins as her daughter's words rang in her mind and then she suddenly lashed out and slapped Evania across the face.

The blow was hard enough to cause Evania to yelp in pain and she placed a hand to her burning cheek before looking at Bellatrix darkly. "You filthy animal!" Bellatrix spat as she slapped Evania again before pulling her wand free and pointing it at her daughter."You're no better than a Mudblood!" Bellatrix snarled as she held her wand pointed at Evania, a look of complete fury on her face.

Suddenly, the door to Evania's room opened and Draco bolted inside only to freeze when he saw Bellatrix pointing her wand at Evania, "Aunt Bellatrix?" Draco asked in a wary voice, "What are you doing?" He asked looking at Bellatrix's wand and then at Evania's face, her cheeks seemed rather red, as though someone had slapped her, and Draco was pretty sure that it had been Evania who had yelped and broken him from his concentration on the book he was reading.

Bellatrix looked at Draco and then glared at Evania, "Little Dragon," She said referring to Draco by the name she used to call him when he was much younger. "She dared to make mockery of me and the Dark Lord!" Bellatrix screeched as she continued to hold her wand aimed at Evania's chest, right where the girl's heart was beating extremely fast. Draco glanced at Bellatrix and saw his aunt's eye twitch and immediately knew that Evania was in serious trouble and he most likely would be too when he helped Evania avoid the blows of her mother.

"Auntie Bellatrix, Evania's only just come from living with her father, she is bound to look at things differently to you." Draco said in a voice that was laced with worry and slight fear. He visibly tensed when Bellatrix turned enraged eyes onto her nephew as he attempted to stick up for the filthy animal that had shamed her in such a despicable manner.

From the look Bellatrix gave him, Draco itched to draw his own wand just to be safe, but he didn't dare in case Bellatrix got the wrong impression and attacked him. Despite Draco's not wanting to gain the wrong impression to Bellatrix, his hand still moved to the back pocket of the jeans he wore where he kept his wand and in the next second Bellatrix had fired a spell at Evania which sent her flying into the wall behind her. Bellatrix turned to point the wand at Draco.

"Little Dragon, you disappoint me!" Bellatrix smiled as she kept her want focussed on Draco who had frozen in mid reach for his wand when he had seen the spell hit Evania. His cousin groaned from the floor and pushed herself up so she was sat down with her back and head resting against the wall, though she had hit it with quite a lot of force, she seemed to only be quite dazed but nothing too serious. Bellatrix laughed, a cold, cruel maniacal laugh and Draco felt his blood run cold. Bellatrix normally reserved that laugh for the people who were against the Dark Lord, but here she was, with her wand pointed at him and the crazy gleam in her eye. "I thought you would agree with me on this Draco," Bellatrix sighed as she cocked her head slightly to the side, "I didn't think you would go against me, your Auntie, for the cousin you have only just met." She sighed and shook her head, "What would the Dark Lord think when he knew you had stuck up for someone who disagreed with him?" She tutted and shook her head, her dark hair tumbling down her shoulders and her dark eyes filled with malicious humour.

"Please Aunt Bellatrix, she doesn't understand you or the Dark Lord yet," Draco said, "Just give her a little time." It sounded odd to hear himself begging but he stared at Bellatrix with a pleading look on his face. Bellatrix stared for a moment at Draco before she suddenly lowered her wand. Turning her head, she gazed at Evania who was still sat with her back against the wall but was glaring at Bellatrix out of eyes burning with anger.

"No Draco," Evania suddenly breathed from where she sat on the ground, "I won't... I won't ever learn to understand the Dark Lord, nor do I want to!", Evania said in an icy voice as she gingerly pushed herself to her feet despite the ache her body felt from hitting the wall. "Vold -"

"I told you to not speak his name you unworthy animal!" Bellatrix seethed as she kept her wand trained on Draco who had inwardly cursed when Evania had denied that she would ever learn to understand the Dark Lord. Now they were most likely both in for it. Whilst Bellatrix turned to sneer at her daughter, Draco slowly removed his wand from the back pocket of his jeans and when Bellatrix suddenly whipped her wand arm back at Evania and began to shout a spell, Draco hit her with one of his own spells.

Bellatrix stumbled back and almost fell, clearly surprised that Draco had even dared to attack her. Her eyes flashed menacingly as she turned to look at Draco who was staring at her, extremely pale faced and with a rather fearful expression on his face. Anger welled up inside Bellatrix as she placed a hand to where she had been hit by Draco's spell; it stung and ached, but other than that, it had not done much to her.

Staring at Bellatrix, Draco stood stunned, he could not believe that he had just used a spell on his auntie. Sure, it was merely a mild spell, but still, he had used a spell on Bellatrix... Bellatrix!! He had just signed his own death warrant. Before he had time to register Bellatrix's next move, her wand was pointed at him and she all but screamed one word,

"Crucio!"

Blinding pain hit Draco and before he even knew it he was on the floor writhing in agony whilst screams and cries of pain were torn from his lips. The pain was excruciating and Bellatrix, being the witch that she was, had the power to intensify the pain by merely wishing to cause him more agony. He twisted and jerked and the pain seemed to go on for what felt like hours. Then, the curse was lifted and Draco lay curled up on the floor, his body feeling as though it was on fire and his eyes shut tightly to stop tears of pain from breaking free.

For a moment Draco thought it was over, but then he heard Bellatrix snarl something before saying the spell again. Once more he was writhing and twisting on the black carpet as Bellatrix focussed more of her feelings of wanting to cause Draco pain, into the curse. Then abruptly it stopped and he heard shouting and screaming as though he was within a dream and the noise was some form of nightmare that he did not much want to witness.

"Bellatrix how could you?!" A woman screamed and Draco knew it was his mother, "My son! He is my son!" Warm hands suddenly touched his head and he flinched before recognizing the gentle touch as that of his mother. "You have no right!" Narcissa screeched as she cradled Draco's head in her lap whilst Evania stood with her back pressed against the wall in the corner of her room and watched as Lucius and Bellatrix physically attacked one another; Lucius attempting to get Bellatrix's wand from her and Bellatrix still trying to perform the Cruciatus curse on Draco.

"Expelliarmus!" Narcissa pointed her wand at Bellatrix and disarmed her sister causing Bella's wand to fly into Narcissa's hand who glared at Bellatrix angrily. "I think you should leave this house until you have calmed down." Narcissa said in a low and threatening voice which caused both Lucius and Bellatrix to stare at her.

"Cissy! You don't know what they did! Draco attacked me!" Bellatrix spluttered and Narcissa scoffed at her.

"He's not even seventeen yet Bellatrix!" Narcissa snarled as she looked down at Draco who still had his eyes closed and appeared to be unconscious. "You could have easily blocked whatever spell he threw at you, you did not have to perform one of the Unforgivables on him." Narcissa took a deep breath and glanced at Evania who was still stood with her back pressed against the wall in the corner of her room, her skin was extremely pale but she stared at Bellatrix with dark, furious eyes. "Now Bellatrix." Narcissa said as she looked at her sister, "I suggest you leave for a little while and then return later night. When you return you are not allowed anywhere near this corridor at all. Am I making myself clear?"

Bellatrix glared at her sister before throwing a dark looked at Lucius and then slowly nodding her head, "Absolutely." She growled before watching Narcissa hand Lucius her wand. Lucius took the wand from Narcissa, glanced down at his son before beckoning for Bellatrix to follow him from the room.

As soon as Bellatrix left the room, Evania stood up and moved from her corner to where Narcissa knelt beside Draco, "Is he okay?" Evania breathed looking down at Draco before peering at Narcissa who sighed and nodded her head.

"He's fine," Narcissa said as she touched her son's head before shaking her head and looking at Evania, "I'm sorry she came upstairs. I left her in the sitting room and when I came back she was gone." Narcissa explained as she glanced around the room and then back at Evania, "While you're here, she'll be kept away from you from now on." Narcissa said before feeling Draco stir and looking down at her son.

Draco had heard everything that had gone on in Evania's room, but he had merely lay there with his head in his mother's lap. Once he was sure Bellatrix had left the room however, he opened his eyes and then slowly pushed himself up so he was sitting on the ground instead of lying. His body ached as though he had been forced to sprint for miles without a stop and, as he moved, he found that not only did his body ache, it also screamed in pain from the curse. "Are you alright?" His mother asked and Draco rubbed his shoulder before giving a small nod of the head.

He didn't feel as though he could speak properly but managed to lie and mumble, "Fine." as he pushed himself to his feet and walked to the bedroom door. Glancing over his shoulder, he saw Evania lean in towards his mother and whisper something, Narcissa turned her gaze onto Draco with a worried look on her face, but Draco didn't remain to find out what Evania had said and why his mother was looking so worried.

Opening his bedroom door, he stepped into his room before closing the door behind him and walking around his bed before sinking down onto the ground with his back against the bed and his legs drawn up to his chest. Wrapping his arms around his legs, he rested his head on his knees and for the first time he really could not wait to return to Hogwarts.

Woohoo Chapter Four. Next, Chapter Five and we'll finally be going to Hogwarts!! Wooooo the joy of it all. Hmmm well, hope you liked Chapter Four. I did, don't know why, but I liked writing it.

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