Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or the characters! Except Evan and Micheal, I made them up.

Weaselredhair: Actually, it's unisex name that's often used for boys, but can be feminine too. I know because there is a girl in my class named Evan.

NightGrace: I'm probably gonna keep it at Harry's first year for now. More than likely gonna fly through it though, and his second. But I will skip the third, if I get that far. And thank you.

Mommyshaw: Thanks, I'm gonna do my best to finish it.

BritanyJean: Thanks, little Harry is supposed to be very cute :P. Yeah, I thought Sirius should've been around more, too. He was one of my favorite characters. Paying tribute to Lily was the idea, I don't know why I haven't seen anyone else with the idea yet. I thought it seemed obvious. And, oh yeah George gets jealous.

That weekend, Evan, Fred and George spent their Saturday morning catching up with homework in the library. As much as the boys didn't want to, they knew they had to or else. "Or else," being enforced by Evan, teachers, or both. Surprisingly, they met Micheal Robins there and he said he'd help them with their work, an offer only George refused. Evan couldn't remember a time when George had sticked to her as close as he did then. And that's including the time in their second year, when majority of the Slytherins we after her blood for making them look stupid in a Quidditch game. (She was a chaser, and had gotten passed the Slytherin keeper more times than imaginable.) Even though she had hated it, there was at least two Gryffindors escorting her around during that time period. George was giving her a distinct deja vou feeling from back then. He kept an eye on her and Micheal the whole time and when one of them left to go to a bookshelf, he kept one eye trained on them. Everytime Robins would move closer to her, George would flinch. She could even swore she heard him growl once when Micheal leaned over her shoulder to see what she was writing. When she tried to ask Fred what was going on, he simply laughed. After they left the library, George kept looking over his shoulder as if he expected Micheal to follow them. By the time they reached the Common Room, Evan'd had enough.

"What's your problem?" she demanded of him as they walked up the steps to the Fat Lady.

"Problem? Don't have one," he replied curtly.

"Really? Then what was all that back there? You acted as if he was going to attack me or something, what you got against him?"

"Nothing really, just don't like the looks of him."

"The looks of him? You were being that horrible because of the looks of him? He offered to help you with your homework, and by helping, I mean practically doing it himself. He did me and Fred's," Fred had been snickering at the two for a while now but as soon as she mentioned him, he shook his head at Evan, he wasn't going to be apart of it.

The two continued to argue as Fred gave The Fat Lady the password. "I don't want help, I'll never learn that way,"

"Since when did you care about learning?" By now the whole room was watching, but Evan was far to angry to notice.

"Look, I don't like him because what he's up to is quite obvious," stated George plainly.

"Oh really? Well then, Georgie, enlighten me, what's so obvious?"

"He's only being nice to you because he wants to get in your pants! You saw the way he was so nonchalant with the rest of us, he wants your butt!" exploded George, and then went very red in the face.

"If you weren't being such an arrogant toerag, you'd notice that he was being perfectly kind to all of us, except for you who was being too much of a git to be decent!"

And with that they both stomped up towards their dormitries, leaving Fred standing there awkwardly facing a bunch of confused, curious Grffyindor students. He managed to refuse answering all of them except one.

"Fred, who want's to do what with my sister?" asked a furious Harry Potter.

"No one," answered Fred quietly. "We meet a guy in the library who was flirting with her and George got extremely jealous. It'll blow over eventually."

But two weeks later when the Quidditch team was just starting up practices again, they still weren't talking. Wood told them to get over it, Angelina said they were being inmature little kids, Alicia just begged them to work together, if only for the team, and Fred and Harry kept casting them uneasy glances. In the meanwhile, Harry had got the Seeker postion on the team and also a Nimbus Two-Thousand broom, which he was very proud of. Evan decided to get him a brrom servcing kit for Christmas. She also made a very interesting discovery on Micheal Robins.

The two were sitting in the grounds near a tree discussing which Chronicles of Narnia book was the best, (Yes, they both read muggle fantasy books, they were better than wizard fantasies, because... well... there is no fantasy to write about.) when Cedric Diggory walked by. Diggory was a handsome fourth year Hufflepuff who was at least glanced at by every girl (or homo boys) in his age group while walking by. So, of course Evan stole a quick glance in his direction before turning back to Micheal, who was staring at Diggory. No, that's not right, staring at Diggory's ass!

Evan was still looking at him slyly when he turned away from the boy and meet her eyes. "What?" he asked innocently.

"Your gay, aren't you?"

"Your blunt, aren't you?"

The two went burst out laughing, then Evan asked, "So, you got the hots for Diggory, aye?"

"Hush!" he snapped as two second years passed by, glancing at them untrustedly. When they were gone he said, "No, I just like looking at his bum. He has a nice juicy one, you know?" Then Evan rolled over with giggles. She wasn't just laughing with Micheal though, she was half laughing at George. He thought Micheal was after her virginity? More likely he'd be after George's himself.

The thought of George quieted her quickly. This meant he was wrong about Robins, and if she told him, he might apologize to the both of them, he might even grow to like Micheal, he was a cool person. But Micheal might not like it if she told George that. She was pretty sure it was a secret, and she was the only one (besides the boys he's been with, of course) who knew. Maybe she could ask him and explain to him the situation, and he might let her tell George. Rather she admitted it or not, she really did miss him.

But then, again, she shouldn't have to spill a person's darkest secret for him to trust her judgement! And knowing George, he'd probablly tell Fred, who'd tell everyone, then Micheal would be humiliated and never talk to her again. No, George could suck it up and just trust her with this.

Soon, Halloween came, and neither of them had made any attempt to talk to each other. Harry had never seen Evan angry enough with a person to not talk to them for more than a month. She usually dropped things like this easily, same with George. But as soon as the food came out, he forgot instantly, and ate as much as he could. He vaguely wondered where Hermione Granger was, and remembered what happened between her and Ron earlier that day, and Parviti saying to Lavender about her being in the bathroom crying.

Then Professor Quirell ran in the Great Hall, and exclaimed, "Troll! There's a troll in the dungeons!" and then fainted and fell head first on the floor.

After a second of silence, everyone began to panic. It toke several spurts of light out of Dumbledore's wand to calm them all down. "Everyone, go straight to your Common Rooms, if prefects will please escort the first years..."

Harry then heard Percy call out above the crowd, "First years follow me, this way, first years!"

About halfway to the Gryffindor Tower, Harry remembered something, "Ron! Hermione, she doesn't know about the troll!"

"So?"

"So? It's our fault she doesn't know, what if she gets hurt?"

"Fine,"

So the two slipped away from the group of Gryffindors in to a group of Hufflepuffs. Unfortunately, they weren't unnoticed.

"Where's Harry?" Evan demanded of Percy as soon as she scanned the first year crowd.

"I-I, he was at the back of the line, w-with Ron.." he stammered, searching for Harry as well.

"Ron's not here either, Perce," stated Fred anxiously. George was looking, too.

"They must've gotten separated, in the crowd, if they were at the back then that could've happened very easily," reasoned Evan.

"But, you'd think they'd know they're way by now, I mean, they've managed to do it for nearly two months ," countered Fred.

They each exchanged glances and then began for the potrait hole, Percy included. "If I get a hold of them, they'll have detentions for the rest of their lives..." he muttered, and George kept mumbling incoherent stuff as well. But then, the sixth year prefect stopped them before they could get through the hole.

"What are you four doing? We were told specifically to stay here! You should know better, especially you," she said, glaring at Percy.

"But our little brothers are out there, we have to go get them!" protested Evan.

"So what? So all of you can get mauled by that thing out there? No, let the teachers handle it."

"But-"

"No buts! If any of you go out that hole, you'll all have detention for a month!" she glared at Percy while saying this, who whimpered at the thought of his first detention.

So they all sat down and waited anxiously for them to come back. Finally, they did with another first year, Hermione Granger. They told them about Hermione in the bathroom, the troll attacking her, and Harry and Ron knocking out the troll. Percy clicked his tongue at the story, Evan looked at them incredously, and the twnis just grinned

"That's awesome," they said fist punching the three of them, even Hermione.

"McGongall's right, that's just dumb luck," Evan shook her head but smiled anyway.

"Here we were, worried to death..." muttered Percy.

"Sorry we worried you, but it's not like we could've let Hermione sit there in the bathroom with the troll on the loose," explained Ron.

"Yeah, I'm sorry if we made you worried enough to even stop not talking to a person," Harry said this so it was obvious he was refering to Evan and George.

"Sorry, mate, but we don't care about you that much," growled George, then he and Evan went to bed. A few awkward minutes later, the rest followed suit.

Time flew by, and son it was the first Quidditch game, Gryffindor VS. Slytherin, and everyone was excited. Even Harry, who was scared to death with anxiety, was a little excited. He was constantly seen being reassured, reading Quidditich books, or at practice. Finally, the match came.

It started out as a fairly normal rival game. Evan, Angelina, and Alicia scored alot of points, more than the Slytherin chasers, who had trouble getting past Wood. But, Harry's broom began acting up. It was bucking out of control, and he was doing his best to stay on. The twins couldn't reach him to get him off the broom because everytime they tried to, it'd just go up higher. They eventually just resorted to circling around underneath him, so they could catch him if he was thrown off. Evan watched out of the corner of her eye as she continued to play the game, the Slytherin's hadn't stopped, so neither could they. Only it was harder now, because Blugders was coming at them with no defense. They each were narrowly missed at least three times before Harry's broom calmed down and him, Fred, and George could return to the game.

Not long after that, the Snitch was spotted. Harry and the Slytherin Seeker raced after it, but Harry was then him, and his broom was faster even if it had momentarily tried to kill him. He didn't catch it with his hands, though. At first, Evan thought he was sick or something. He clenched his hands against his stomache and coughed up something, something tiny and golden, the Snitch.

Everyone (except Slytherins, of course) cheered. Down from the field, Evan could see Micheal chatting up a fifth year Ravenclaw boy. Although the boy was older than him, Micheal was taller, and when the boy left, Micheal gave him a peck on the cheek. He then noticed Evan staring at him from the field, and grinned at her, which she returned. She wasn't the only one who saw him kiss that boy, though.

George looked gobsmacked as he saw Robins kiss a boy on the cheek. He kissed a boy! He was gay! Then he saw him grin at Evan, and she grinned back! She knew! No wonder she didn't believe him when he said Robins was just trying to get in her pants. Why she didn't tell him, though? Did she want him to be mad at her? Maybe she didn't want Robins to get mad at her for telling his secret, but then again, did he expect to keep a secret like that going around kissing guys on the cheek? But either way, George decided to apologize

"Hey, Evy," he whispered in her ear after everyone had left the locker rooms and were headed toward the castle for a party.

She turned around and glared at him, "What do you want?"

"Just wanted to say I'm sorry, I should've believed you about Robins."

She stared him stunned, "O-okay, apology accepted."

He sighed with relief, "Great, why didn't you tell me he was gay? I'd have apologized alot quicker."

"You saw them kiss?" he nodded.

"So, a guy has to be gay for you to trust me when I say he doesn't want to fuck me?"

"Well, no, its just, you gotta admit, him getting to know you the way he did, following you to the front door talking to you, don't you think that's odd? Then meeting you in the library two days later, offering to do you and your friends' homework, that doesn't set you off?"

"No, that's just him being nice. I mean really, you didn't see Fred, Lee, Angelina, or Alicia acting like that about it, did you?

"No..."

"So, why did you?"

"I don't know, I just didn't like him. I'm sorry, it won't happen again, I promise," he begged.

Evan gave him a good looking over before sticking out her hand and said, "Fine. Friends?"

"Friends," he agreed, but instead of shaking her hand, he pulled her into a big hug.