AHHHHHH I AM SO SORRY! School has pretty much killed my vibe for this story buuuuut! I found it at work and typed this on my iPod, so it might suck. THANK YOU all who reviewed! Please, PLEASE keep it up and I will try and be a better person to follow!

Dear Aberforth,

I'm sorry I have not writing in awhile, Hogwarts is so busy! How are you? How is Hogsmeade? I miss you so! But, I have very good news, I've made friends, met the famous Harry Potter (you and I have a bone to pick about my overly sheltered childhood I'll have you know) and, last but not leads, I have a crush who reciprocates! I think. (See what your sheltering has done?! I can't even say "I have a crush" like a normal bloody person!) Anyhoo, it's Fred Weasley, I wrote you about him before, remember? Well hopefully you do. His twin, George, implied that Fred liked me awhile back and Fred got so embarrassed and when I asked Hermione about it (in confidence of course and after implying towards Fred that I like him as well) she said that those were telltale signs that he likes me! He's very sweet, carries my books and all. However, he hasn't made a move on me...is that odd? It's been weeks! And there's a perfect opportunity coming up; the Yule Ball. It's all apart of this Triwizard shenanigans.

Speaking of! I have been very careful, as per your request, and have so many updates! I feel awful for not writing you grandfather, I am so very sorry. To start out with, Harry (you know, the great famous wizard who saved humanity AS A BABY...the one you conveniently forgot to tell me about! I looked like a bleeding idiot when I asked him why he had such a big head about himself...don't look at this letter in horror. Those were not my exact words.) but Harry was chosen as a champion, which was already illegal due to the fact that he's under seventeen years of age, but to make matters worse, he was chosen after Cedric Diggory! A Hufflepuff. So now Harry has not only been an outcast, but everyone thinks he somehow cheated and fooled the Goblet of Fire. Even his best friend Ron Weasley was against him...but he forgave him after the first task. Which brings me to my next point.

DRAGONS. The first task was comprised of DRAGONS, Grandfather! It was amazing! They were so majestic, beautiful, graceful, and deadly of course. I was frozen in awe the entire task. Perhaps we should vacation in Romania this year. In fact, on of Fred's brothers, Charlie, lives there and works with dragons. Just food for thought.

So, now there's this Yule Ball coming up and I would be lying if I said I wasn't hoping for Fred to ask me (obviously). But the Ball's in a week's time and Fred hasn't put forth any intention of asking me. Maybe I read things wrong...

I WILL NOT ALLOW MYSELF TO BE DRAGGED DOWN BY THIS!

Sorry Abe, my spirits have been plummeting recently and Roger's worried it will start effecting my Chasing. OH YES! Of course, I made the starting Ravenclaw Quidditch team as a Chaser! That's a pretty big deal for someone who's never played before...are you sure my parents didn't play? Well perhaps their talent passed down to me!

You'll be pleased to hear that I'm doing very well in classes. Aggy's doing well. The other day she caught a rampant Blast-Ended Skrewt without killing him. While it was a shame for the other students, Hagrid was very pleased.

I have several questions for you about many sensitive topics. I hope to see you soon, there ought to be a Hogsmeade trip quite soon.

With Love,

Evelyn Winters

P.S. Also, I'm keeping to myself in other areas of my expertise, so you needn't worry

P.P.S ...Wands are stupid.

Evelyn sighed, setting her quill down and rubbed her eyes. It was a quarter past midnight and she had barely addressed her mountain of homework. She yawned. Between Quidditch, school, and sneaking her own private lessons of her powers, she hardly had time to stop and think. Usually when she did, however, her thoughts would lead to Fred and the confusion in that part of her life, so she tried to avoid quiet time.

Evelyn frowned as her thoughts wondered back to the redhead. True, he hadn't cut off any contact with her, he still carried her books, invited her to lunch, and was almost always around. Perhaps she misread his kindness as something more, yet Hermione assured her there was no way Fred didn't like her. But even Hermione couldn't explain why he had not asked her to the Ball.

Not that it mattered. Evelyn scowled and sealed her letter. If Fred didn't want to take her to the Ball then that was his problem. She stood and gasped from the rush of heat through her lethargic veins. Holding her hand up to her face, she studied the smooth skin. The once blue staining of the veins on her white skin were now flickering with orange. Her powers were starting to make themselves known, eventually bursts of fiery pain would burst through her skin. Evelyn shuddered, remember how painful it had been the last time; she had been three.

Her eyes scoped the vacant common room, just in case. Flicked her right wrist, sending the pointer and thumb out and the ring and pinky in. A light warm puff enveloped her palm before a small fireball wafted into being. The orange orb flickered and sputtered with life. She smiled and brought her left hand over the sphere, pulling it into her left hand, spinning it around the two. Once she felt her stomach calm down, she collapsed the fire back into her hand. She shoved the poking of her soon to be blocked fire chakra if she didn't get over this whole Fred thing into the back of her mind, and headed out the door.

The doors of the castle were wide open, nevertheless, Evelyn plowed on and took her first glacial step into the night air when a voice stopped her.

"Well, well, Snow White. Where are you off to on this oh so beautiful evening?" Evelyn looked up to meet the face of the blond boy, Malfoy. He had called her that the first day of class; A muggle storybook character. Evelyn bit her tongue in her surprise at his appearance. He was leaning against the brick of the castle, his cheeks pink from the cold, a predatory smile plastered onto his face. Evelyn took a step back into the castle. He closed the space. "You see, I thought you looked familiar. Seems I was right." He licked his lips, his grey eyes flicking towards the sky in feigned wonder. Evelyn tried to step around him, he blocked her and she suddenly realized just how alone she was.

"What do you want?" She tried to keep her voice steady but his eyes darkened at the slight waver in her question. Her spine tingled as she became overly aware of the Earth around her, fear coursing through her she began to breath deeply, trying to keep the chakra open and flowing. Malfoy grinned,

"I'm so sorry, I should get to my point, it's a bit nippy." Evelyn tried to stop the involuntary goosebumps from spreading across her arm, but who was she kidding! At least her fear level had slightly subsided. "See, I was just wondering, how it is you got into Ravenclaw!" He looked at her incredulously, eyes wide and confused. It was all a faced. This boy was nothing but an actor. Her survival kicked into gear as she glared at him, telling herself to push past this git and send her letter. Yet no matter how her brain screamed in protest, her heart screamed just a bit louder. Draco Malfoy knew something and he was taunting her like a cat with a string.

"What are you talking about?" Malfoy's grin turned into a satisfied smirk, he had her,

"Why you parents of course." She felt her face pale, her jaw droop and her feet take an unplanned step towards this total stranger! She caught herself, shoved away from him and began to push past Draco,

"You don't know anything about my parents!"She escaped into the frozen air, his silky chuckle followed her,

"No. It would seem you are the one who knows nothing about your parents." Evelyn turned to retort, wanting to tell him to keep his mouth shut, but he was gone.

She stood alone in the dark, the cold filling her.