She was sitting outside her Aunts House, waiting for her father's cousin and his daughter to show up. She loved them, other than her Aunt Clara, and Harry of course, they were the only other family she had known. There were two faint pop's in the distance, she had seen them, Her Uncle, well not really uncle but thats what she called him, and her cousin.
"Uncle Ted!! Dora!! I've missed you so much"
Yes they were none other then Ted Tonks, and his methamorphmagus daughter, Nymphadora.
"Evan! We've missed you too. How are you holding up dear?" Uncle Ted said with a sad look on his face.
"Oh, I'm alright" she was telling the truth, she had lost loved ones before, so this wasn't going to be different.
"Is Clara awake?" he asked.
"Yes, the healers suspect that today will be her last day with us" looking at a cloud in the distance.
Uncle Ted went in to see Aunt Clara, to finalize the arrangements for them to take Evan to their place.
You see Aunt Clara was very old, and her magic had died down a bit, so she was ready to face death, but her only concern was Evan, and how she wanted her to have the best life. Aunt Clara was quite wealthy, and she had left all of her possessions, and her fortune to Evan, because she had no children of her own. Yes she left her everything, everything that is, except for the house, which would be going to the possession of Aunt Clara's Cousin, whom Evan did not know. Added to the considerable amount of gold she already had from her parents, Evan was the wealthiest witch of her age. But this didn't matter to her. She was a simple girl, only wishing for family, friends, and maybe a chocolate frog or two.
"Evan, has Dumbledore been to see you yet?" Dora asked
"No not yet, his letter said he would be here sometime today though" she nodded reassuringly.
Just then Dumbledore appeared, as if saying his name had summoned him.
"Ahh Evan, Nymphadora, how are we on this most blissful of days"
"Ohh fine Professor" Dora stated.
"Evan I have come with your instructions, about the task i have asked you to do"
"Yes Headmaster, I know"
"But of course, with powers like yours, how could you not"
It was true, Evan was born into a prophecy, very old, older than Dumbledore himself. She was anticipated for many decades, to be the reincarnated soul of the most powerful Witch of all time, the witch known by many names, but one in particular, Mother Nature. Not the mother nature that muggles hear tall tales about, But a witch who had great power of the world around her. For example she didn't need a broom to fly, a wand to do magic, or a pot to brew potions. She simply thought and she did, she wanted and it came, and so on and so forth. Despite all this though, she was the most normal girl you could imagine, only wishing to get good grades, play quidditch (on a broom of course) and, pull an occasional prank or two with her best friends, the weasley twins.
Well everything was finalized, Aunt Clara had passed, and Evan went to live with Uncle Ted, Aunt Dromeda, and Dora. Only to leave the next day to complete the task Dumbledore asked her to, which was to retrieve her cousin, Harry Potter...