AN1: For those of you who've read my greatest masterpiece (that started out sucky but got better...I think) The Deepest Desire of Her Heart, then this will be a treat to tie you over until the sequel!

If you haven't read it, then you should! And you should also review! Haha but if you haven't read it and aren't planning on it, then just know that this won't make too much sense to you. Just think of it as next-generation!

Disclaimer: Look up? See that dot in the sky? Yeah, that's the balloon of my chance of owning Harry Potter. (Gasps!) And it just got hit by an airplane. Answer your question?

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"But Mu-uum! I don't want to keep it a secret anymore! Why can't I tell James about the mirror? It's been three years! Three wasted years! You do want me to be happy don't you?"

Hermione sighed and tucked a strand of Evelyn's caramel hair behind her ears. "I swear you are just like me; always stressing. I wish you'd have inherited some of your father's easy-going attitude." She paused before continuing. "Look, Evie, James does like you, don't worry, I know these things. A mother always does. But the last thing you want is for your relationship to be forced; so let him make the first move without having knowledge of the mirror. Then, maybe a month later tell him. If he gets mad, then you can blame it on me, okay?"

"Okay." Evelyn reluctantly acquiesced. Hermione smiled and got up to leave her daughter's room, satisfied at a job well done. "But, wait...Mum?"

"Yes, darling?"

"What if...what if he doesn't do anything? What if it turns out that he doesn't like me? Then what will happen?"

"Don't worry about that; we'll figure that out if it's necessary; which it won't be. Now get some sleep. You don't want bags under your eyes for your sweet sixteen tomorrow, do you?"

"No, you're right. Love you, mum."

"Love you too, Evie, now go to sleep."

Before she got into bed, Evelyn took a marker and scribbled a note onto her mirror. No matter what, when tomorrow is over I will not fall under the category of 'sweet sixteen and never been kissed!'

The next morning, Evelyn Malfoy was rudely awoken by her three year old sister, Natalie Lynn, who was jumping on her older sister's bed, giggling madly.

"Nat, get OUT of my room!" The toddler giggled and rushed out of the room before her sister got up to strangle her. Just then, Hermione jogged into Evelyn's room.

"Have you seen your sister? She's playing stay-away because she doesn't want a bath."

"Yes." Evelyn replied tersely, her arms crossed. "She was just in here, jumping on my bed."

"Oh dear; I must go find her. Happy birthday Ev!"

"Thanks, Mum." But that fell onto deaf ears as her mother had just run out of the room in pursuit of Natalie. Sighing wearily, Evelyn glanced at her clock and found that she had about two hours to get ready before her friends and family would arrive.

"Good morning Evelyn, happy sixteenth!" Draco Malfoy walked in and gave his eldest a hug and a kiss on the forehead. "How does it feel to be sixteen?"

"I'm getting mixed signals, ask again later."

"You got it. By the way, I made your favorite breakfast today and it's hot. Grab it before your brother does."

"Thanks, Dad." In a better mood than she was when she woke up, Evelyn skipped—yes, skipped—downstairs to eat her French toast. A small smile wormed onto her face when she saw her brother sitting at the table signing what looked suspiciously like a card. She came up behind him.

"What do you have there, Edward?" Flushing, he hid the card under the placemat.

"Nothing, back off!"

"Yeesh, don't get so defensive. If I didn't know any better I'd say it was a card." The teen's pale cheeks turned even redder. Laughing, Evelyn sat at the table and ate her breakfast. As she got up to leave, her brother mumbled a 'happy birthday.'

By the time 12pm rolled around, Evelyn was totally ready for her party. It wasn't anything big, but it would still be awesome. Especially since James would be there. James... She felt flutters in her stomach from some rogue butterflies and smiled. She got that feeling every time she thought of him; talked to him, looked at him...you could say that Evelyn fancied him. That was certainly an understatement.

Hermione peeked into her eldest daughter's room and grinned at the look on her face. "Thinking about James, are we?" Evelyn gasped.

"MUM! Knock first!" Hermione put her hands up defensively.

"Sure, sure. Evelyn, you did not seriously curl your hair did you? I don't understand; you're going swimming and the curls won't stay. So why bother?"

"You wouldn't get it mum."

"No, I probably wouldn't. So are you excit—" Mrs. Malfoy was cut off by the ringing of the doorbell. Evelyn screeched.

"I've got it!" She opened the door and saw that it was Corrine, Olivia, Ariel and Sarah. Evelyn's face dropped slightly.

"Were you expecting someone else, like, oh I don't know, James?" Corrine questioned playfully. The now-sixteen year old looked sheepishly at the ground.

"Was it that obvious?" Evelyn asked. They all nodded. "Shoot! Well, come on guys, let's go to my room, you can put your stuff down and I still have to change."

They got up to Evelyn's room and plopped on her bed while happily chatting about their summers so far.

"Hold on you guys!" Evelyn shouted as she ran into her bathroom. Corrine, Olivia, Ariel and Sarah continued their talk without her. Ten minutes later, Evelyn pranced out of the bathroom in her swimwear. "What do you think?" She wore a deep purple two-piece that was relatively modest, but it showed off her flat, albeit a bit pale (curse the Malfoy complexion) stomach, and feminine curves. Over the suit, she wore a gauzy white cover-up dress.

"Wow. I think that James will have a hard time keeping his hands, and other various body parts, to himself!" Olivia said with a smirk in place. Evelyn blushed and then let out a gasp as the doorbell rang.

"Oh no, what do I do?!"

"Answer it you blockhead!" Her friends yelled.

"Oh, right." Evelyn scurried out the door and her friends just laughed at her nervousness.

"She's got it bad." Ariel noted, the others silently agreed.

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AN2: Liked it? Well, I am definitely adding a second part to this...it's not done yet!!

lovelove, Amanda