I own no right to any of the Harry Potter characters. They all belong to J.K. Rowling. I only own my own self made characters
Heaving her large bag onto the table standing in front of her, Eva huffed a sigh as she fell into the chair beside it. Why couldn't she just stay invisible? Ever since that pesky wolf had stumbled into her life, quite literally, she hadn't been able to just be to herself. All she had wanted since the moment she stepped foot into Kings cross, was to get through her years at Hogwarts with quickness and a high academic background. Even planning to become an Unmentionable after school was up, maybe even dabble in Potion creating on the side. How she honestly loved nothing more than being on her own.
Her touch on a cauldron was impeccable. There was nothing she couldn't brew, even going as far as creating her own. Transfiguration was a breeze, as was Charms. She could duel with the best of them, and caring for Magical creatures was another passion. Sure, she couldn't balance on a broom to save her life, but who cared about that? Stars were of little interest to her, unless they had anything to help in her potion making. History was a bit of a help when it came to revelations for new spells and concoctions to brew. All that she could ever need to succeed in life came to her easily.. Other than social interaction of course. Thus, being an unmentionable. Evangeline of course knew that Slughorn was desperately wanting her to become his apprentice, having no one else who could do what she did with a cauldron and a few ingredients. A small dabble for the man was something she wanted to do, of course because he was most likely her favorite person.
Her invisibility in question had died off around the middle of her second year. Spending her first year as a very lonely Gryffindor proved to be nothing less than desirable. Till the fist day back from her summer, she had struggled to get her large trunk onto the train on her own, heaving as hard as she could. After a moment of intense grunting, she flew through the door and directly into someone.
Remus. Ha. She seemed to be quite wonderful at doing that actually. Mumbling out a rapid apology, she pulled herself up and glanced over at the boy. "Are you okay?" He held a tone of concern, as he reached forward to help her pull her trunk upright. Scrambling to grab it herself, she pushed past him and ran down the train hall to hide in an empty cart. The bewildered boy in question, followed after her and pushed himself into the door before she could close him out. "Er.. Evangeline, right?" Not realizing that he had trailed after her, she nearly jumped out of her own skin. "Wha!?" Remus let out a soft chuckle, "I'm sorry. I hadn't meant to scare you. I only wanted to be sure you were okay after we ran into each other." Her eyes narrowed slightly, as she sized him up. Hmph. Even as a second year, she knew she could hold her own, especially against someone at her age. "I'm fine." Her reply curt and a bit irritated. "Now, you should go." Turning back to her trunk, she began to struggle to lift it into the baggage rack. He still watched her, curious as to why she was so rude. Rather than go, he chose to attempt to help the girl once more. Letting out a loud grumble as she felt him move beside her and push the excess weight that she couldn't. "I told you to go. I don't need you to help or whatever it is you think you're trying to do." Rolling his eyes at her stubbornness, he turns back to her. "I was trying to make up for knocking you over is all. No need to be so rude."
"Just leave me alone. I don't need you here bothering me!" She shouts, reaching for her wand, in what was supposed to be a threatening way, but she had only managed to struggle to get it from her pocket. He snorts at her, before backing up and plopping in the bench across from her. "I'm Remus. Remus Lupin. And you're Evangeline, right?" Puffing her cheeks out, she throws herself into the seat behind her. "I suppose you're not going to be leaving then?" With a wide grin, he shook his head at her. "Then yes. Evangeline. Nyx."
That was the start of a very fragile, and rocky friendship. Eva was never one for a true friend. Being ever paranoid, she only ever waited for someone to hurt her, or turn on her. Or she pushed them to the point of no return, and she mostly liked it that way.
She had debated for nearly 20 minutes of just returning to her dorm, just curling into bed and working more on her potion, but of course she couldn't. McGonagall would have her head if she failed to show to her class. So with another huff of her breath, she moved to leave the library and make her way to the transfiguration room. Once she made her way to her usual seat, she realized Lily wasn't in yet, and chose to prepare herself for the lesson by pulling her essay out. Suddenly the chair beside her scrapped against the floor, and she assumed Lily was finally in and spoke up, "You were almost late, where were you?" Only to her dismay, the voice that answered her was not Lily's. "Oh, so you were waiting on me Nyx? I knew you had it for me." Whipping her head around, she looked into the face of Sirius Black rather than her usual seat mate. She looked around frantically, only to spot Lily across the room giving her an apologetic wave, mouth a quick "I'm sorry." Receiving a vicious glare from Evangeline instead. "Move Black. You're stinking the space with your disgusting wet dog smell." Not even bothering to look back at the boy she continued to scribble at the paper before her. He snorted, "Oh Eva, you know you're ecstatic that I chose to sit beside you. Don't be that way." She rolled her eyes, but chose to ignore him now instead. Eva knew that talking to him would only result in him thinking he was winning. "Oh? She doesn't talk now? There's a first." She could feel her hand tightening around her quill, attempting to talk herself down and take deep breaths. He will give up. He will shut his mouth and let her be, if only she doesn't take the bait. "Evaaaaaaaa." She let out a low growl closing her eyes and began counting. One deep breath. Two deep breaths. Three dee-
"Oi.. Nyx! I know you hear me." "Before he could say another word, her hand slipped and ripped a small hole in her paper and she rounded on him. The glare in her eyes held murder, as the usual charcoal grey flashed a deep golden hue. "I'd rather speak to a Malfoy than converse with you. Hell, I'd take Potter and Lupin down to Hogsmead and dance around the streets, than ever hold a simple conversation with you Black. So shove off." Her voice coming out in a hiss, the obvious irritation rolling off her in waves. The sudden change of her eyes, put him off immediately as he chose to shut his mouth now. Time and place, Sirius. Rather than continue to goad the girl, he turned and faced McGonagall and left her be for the rest of the lesson.
Author's Note; So, I still don't know where I really want to go with this story. It's pretty much touch and go, but any feedback would be appreciated. Also, still looking for an editor!