"Potter and Weasley are missing," Snape muttered as he and the twins watched everyone leave. They were still "in trouble" for beating up Crabbe and Goyle. They felt their violence fine, and didn't know why they weren't allowed to walk with everyone else.
"Aw!" Evangeline said, standing up on tip-toe to look around. "They are! Let's go find them, Severus!"
"We will," Snape muttered.
"Do we have to?" Violet asked as she lazily followed along, checking her wrist out. They climbed into one of the carriges and drove off.
"Yes," Snape hissed, glancing at her. Violet pulled her shirt down when she thought she saw him glance at her wrist. "Wh-?"
"What's that thing?" Violet asked, distracting him, and pointing to a tree that was throwing its limb around.
"It's the Womping Willow," Snape said.
"No relation!" Evangeline laughed.
"Oh, ha ha," Snape muttered.
They walked up to it, and Snape made them stay farther away. He inspected it and then turned back to them.
"It's damaged," he said. "Come on."
He walked briskly ahead of them, and they jogged after him. His long black cloak billowed out hugely behind him.
"I like the way his cloak looks," Violet said, "when he walks."
"It does look kind of cool," Evangeline agreed. They got into the school and realized they had missed the sorting.
"Oh, well," Violet muttered.
But, in front of the door, Potter and Weasley were standing there.
"Maybe he's ill!" Weasley was saying hopefully.
"Maybe he left," Potter said, "because he missed out on the Defense Against the Dark Arts job AGAIN!"
"Or he might have been SACKED!" Wealsey said enthusiastically. "I mean, everyone hates him-"
"Or maybe," Snape said, bending down to reach their ears, "he's waiting to hear why you two didn't arrive on the school train."
Violet and Evangeline started laughing hysterically as Potter spun around. He took in Snape, and his smile that said they were clearing in trouble.
"Girls!" Snape said, turning to them.
"Hold on!" Evangeline said, catching her breath and wiping away a few tears. "Oh, that was good, you guys!"
"Thank you," Weasley said, bowing to them.
Snape glared at him and then turned to the girls again. "Inside. Go sit with Draco or something."
"Why bother?" Violet sighed, putting her hands in her pockets. "C'mon Evangeline."
"Oh, stop being so glum," Evangeline said as they walked over to the Slytherin table. They took a seat, and everyone around them moved away from them.
"Seriously?" Violet said. "Get over it! It was LAST YEAR!"
"Drop it," Evangeline said as they started eating.
"So, what do you think Snape's doing?" Violet asked as they looked around and took in the new faces. Event he first years weren't sitting near them. They probably heard the story from their fellow Slytherins.
"Yelling at them," Evangeline said. "Threatening to kick them out of Hogwarts. Who knows?"
"And they had to STAY with me for the half the summer," they heard the voice of Draco Malfoy say from down the table. "They're so weird. And they changed their hair and eye colour again. And Violet, the taller one, she called my father a jackass."
"He deserved it!" Violet shouted, standing up and glaring over at Draco. "And I'm debating if you do too!"
"Violet," Evangeline hissed, trying to pull her sister down.
The hall had gone quiet, and most of the students were staring at her. Even some of the teachers were too.
"You're just unhappy 'cause you and your freak of a sister are rejects. I bet you have no friends," Draco said, standing up as well.
"Actually, we do," Violet spat back. "Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and Ron Wealsey. And Fred and Georg are awesome, too. Better than you freaks. Crabbe and Goyle can't do anything against us. Parkinson's a pain. Half you guys are freaks. I'm not sure why I was so happy to be in this House."
"Violet," Evangeline said again. "Just sit down."
"Yeah, listen to your twin," Draco smirked. "Listen to the YOUNGER one."
Violet roared and shot a jinx at Draco. He dodged it then shot one back.
Two teachers flew from the staff table and took the wands of the students. Violet's wand was grabbed by a man with wavy blonde hair and straight shiny teeth. His robes were a flashing shade of green. Professor Dumbledore had grabbed Draco's wand.
"Who are you?" Violet asked, grabbing her wand back.
"Oh, you poor girl," he said, patting her hair.
Violet's anger flared up again.
"I am Gilderoy Lockhart, your NEW Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher," he said. "I'll teach you plenty on werewolves-"
Evangeline hit the floor with a thud.
"Oh, NOW you've done it," Violet muttered and dragged Evangeline off.
"See you for detention later!" she called. "I'm sure I've earned a second one! Oh, bye, Sev. See you later."
That night, all the Slytherins made even more fun of them, calling them names, insulting them. Violet snapped multiple times, but Evangeline had tied her arms and legs to a chair.
"There!" she declared. "Now you can't hurt anyone."
"Yeah, only myself," Violet muttered, glaring at a few fifth years.
One student even dressed up in a dark cloak and tried to spook them. Violet quickly exhausted herself trying to break out of her holdings, and became depressed instead of angry. Evangeline untied her, and they slipped off to bed, Violet hiding under her covers with the drapes drawn tight.
The next day wasn't any better. People threw things at them and laughed in their faces when they answered a question incorrectly. They looked desperately for Ron, Hermione, and Harry, but didn't catch a glance of them. Draco didn't come to their defense, (though, why would he?), and the only teacher who tried to help was McGonagall.
"Why isn't Snape at least helping us out?" Evangeline asked angrily. "He's our guardian, and he sits there and pretends not to hear a thing!"
"Draco's his favorite," Violet snapped. "He doesn't want to do anything to upset his father!"
"His father does have a lot of power..."
"Snape is powerful too!"
"Yeah, but not in THAT way!"
"How are Potter's biggest fans?" Pansy's voice yelled. The girls looked up and saw her standing with Crabbe, Goyle, and Draco.
"We're not his biggest fans!" Violet said.
"None of us would have helped him," said Crabbe.
"Yeah!" said Goyle. "Everyone thinks he's so awesome because of a scar."
"Isn't that why you helped him?" Pakistan asked. "To be widely known? 'Evangeline and Violet Willow save famous Potter's life.' Well guess what? Dumbledore didn't award any points to you at ALL for the rescue."
"Go away Paskinson!" Violet barked, glaring at her.
"I'm not scared of you," Pansy slithered. "I know-"
"JUST SHUT UP!" Evangeline yelled. "JUST SHUT UP ALL OF YOU! YOU KNOW WHAT YOUR PROBLEM IS? YOU SLYTHERINS HAVE NO HEARTS. YOU DO EVERYTHING FOR RECOGNITION AND ONLY CARE WHAT YOU GET OUT OF IT. YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT BEING NICE MEANS!" she cleared her throat and calmed down. "Pansy, would you leave Draco if he was dying?"
"Of course not!" she squealed.
"How would you feel if you had the death of someone on your conscience that YOU killed?" she directed this one to Draco. He just glared at her.
"I see what you mean!" Pansy said. Evangeline glanced at her in disbelief. "You do?" she asked.
"Of course! You don't like Harry. You're in LOVE with him! Hey everyone!" she yelled into the common room. Everyone spun around. "EVANGELINE WILLOW IS IN LOVE WITH... HARRY POTTER!"
Everyone started laughing. Evangeline's face turned bright red, and she released her sister. Just as she was about to attack, Evangeline grabbed her wrist once more. Everyone stared in disbelief.
"Why?" she whispered, tears coming to her eyes. "They deserve this! Let me take them down. I want... I want to kill them all."
"No," Evangeline whispered. "We're going to Dumbledore - we're going to switch houses."
The girls walked in silence to Dumbledore's office. Violet thought about the Slytherins back in the common room. She pleasently thought about how she would love to see them all bleed and suffer. She shook the thought from her head. She and her sisters were not Slytherins anymore. Maybe he'd put them in Gryffindor - Ravenclaw wouldn't even be that bad. They knocked on the door and it creaked open. They took a step in and looked around. There were silver instruments on a table and a beautiful red bird in a cage. Evangeline smiled up at it and stroked its shiny feathers.
"I thought I heard someone come in," said an elder's voice. The girls turned and saw Dumbledore smiling, his blue eyes lit up. His silvery white beard reached his waist, and he was wearing midnight blue robes with white stars.
"I believe I left my office unlocked," he said. "That was rather unsafe of me. Now, what can I do for you girls?"
"We would like to be transferred to a different house, Mr. Dumbledore, sir." said Evangeline.
"Why would you want to do that?" he asked kindly. "I thought you were quite happy with your household."
"Dumbledore, what's your problem?" Violet asked angrily. "We saved Harry, and you didn't give us any house points. You favor that Potter boy over us. What makes him so special? His scar? His sob story?"
"Violet!" Evangeline scolded.
"Your twin has every right to be mad," said Dumbledore. "Yes I did not award you any points because I did not think you wanted the Slytherins to know you helped."
"But they found out anyway!" Violet whined.
"Yes," he admitted. "Which I am very unhappy about. Now about you changing houses." He cleared his throat and pointed up at a shelf. The girls looked up and saw the Sorting Hat.
"Yes?" Violet asked unhappily.
"The Sorting Hat chose you to be in your house," he said looking over his half moon spectacles. "You belong there. Your parents were Slytherins too, and did great things. In Slytherin you are destined for greatness. You cannot do as good as you can in any other house than your own. It is where you belong."
"Well what if we created our own house?" Violet asked hopefully. "We could have a Phoenix as our masssccotttt..."
"I'm pleased you take pride in the Phoenix just as much as I do." said Dumbledore pointing his wand at the cage. It opened, and the bird flew over and landed on his shoulder. It glanced at the girls with wide eyes.
"You girls will do great things in the future," he said calmly.
"We will not stay here and be made fun of!" Violet threatened.
"This will blow over," said Dumbledore smiling. "Now if you will excuse me, I have something to discuss with Snape."
"Of course," Evangeline said politely.
"Whatever," said Violet and led the way back into the hallway.
"Well that was no help," Evangeline grumbled.
"I don't care what he thinks," Violet said. "I'm taking things into my own hands."
"You're going to get us expelled?"
"No, Snape will send us to that all-girls magic school! We're going to get revenge - but we're not leaving behind ANY evidence."