I do not own Harry Potter!
All Hallows Eve, or, Halloween. A time where wizards and witches celebrate the death of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Blaise also celebrated. But now he was not so sure.
He watched lazily as Draco ordered his house elf (The stupid little thing!) to bring him more shampoo. He swore thats the seventh one this week.
"Are you done yet Harry? I need a shower too you know!" shouted Draco, while banging on the door. Blaise wouldn't blame Harry for taking so much time. Usually, Draco is the first to take a shower. That takes about an hour, and then they would have to rush.
"Yes we know Draco, but you take to long. Harry has only been in there for 15 minutes."
Draco glared at Blaise, pompous arse. "This much perfection takes time to accomplish!"
Blaise rolled his eyes and gathered his stuff. 'Well, let's see what happens when the tables are turned.'
"What are you doing...?" asked Draco
"I am going to take my shower after Harry. You can be last this time." Blaise shoved his way past Draco just as Harry walked out. When he turned to shut the door, he saw two things. One was Draco's gobsmacked face, the other was Harry's back. More importantly, the scars that were on his back.
Blaise's eyes widened, catching the attention of Draco, who then looked where he was looking. Blaise didn't want to get caught staring, so he shut the door and turned on the water. Hopefully Draco would be smart enough to not ask questions. It really wasn't their place to ask where he got those scars.
Blaise decided to take a quick shower, just in case. When he walked out he saw Harry sitting on his bed, and Draco fiddling with his towel. 'It doesn't look like he asked anything... That's good.'
"Draco, you can use the shower now. Just remember we have to go to breakfast in 20 minutes." said Blaise. He, once again, glared at him and ran inside.
"You okay?" Blaise asked. Harry looked at him with a raised eyebrow, which is just proof of the effects of rooming with a Malfoy.
"If you can call realizing that your parents died on a day where everyone technically celebrates their death okay, then, ya I'm fine." he bit out. Blaise never really looked at it that way...
"Oh... Sorry mate."
"It's fine," Harry sighed. "I don't expect everyone to realize it anyway."
Blaise was about to say something when Draco ran out the door and struggled to get his uniform on.
"I didn't know you had bangs Draco." said Harry. Draco just sighed. "Ya, I usually have time to make sure it sticks to my head. But some of the short hair just doesn't want to listen."
"Well the majority of your hair is slicked back so it's not that bad." Blaise quickly grabbed his bag and went to the Common Room.
"ZABINI WHAT DO YOU MEEN NOT THAT BAD?!"
XxXxX
Daphne turned her head as she saw Blaise walk in. "Hey Blaise."
"Hey Daphne. Draco and Harry should be here in just a moment."
"Evelyn, Theo, and Pansy left already." She said. She wanted to leave as well but it would be rude to not have someone tell them that they left.
"I figured as much."
When Draco and Harry came down, they all headed to breakfast.
"Hey guys!" said Pansy. "Evelyn was just explaining to us what muggles do. Something called Trick-or-Treating."
"What is that?" Daphne asked.
"It's when muggles dress up as, what they believe, mythical creatures. They also dress up as people from movies or fairytales. Many dress up as witches and wizards. They would walk down blocks and as for candy. It's really fun." Explained Evelyn.
"It sounds stupid."
"No one assssked for your opinion Malfoy!" she hissed. Draco, hearing the extra 's' added flinched.
"You really should get your act together, Draco." Said Daphne. She saw the look in Evelyn's eyes, and she could agree. They both were becoming fed up with his attitude.
"How dare you Greengrass-" he started, but was quickly cut off. Daphne turned to see both Potter siblings with their wands out and against his throat.
"She is right Malfoy. We won't deal with your stupidity and pride any longer. Either change, or find somewhere else to sit." said Harry, who looked more angry and annoyed then when Weasley ruined his potion.
Malfoy didn't respond, then again, he probably knew that if he did he would say something stupid.
After breakfast we all headed to potions. They met Hermione on the way. She was nice and very, very, very smart. This will be the beginning of a beautiful, beautiful...
Study group.
XxXxX
That's it. He is going to get bit. Thankfully he was quiet for most of the day. Harry was also quiet... Sadly, Evelyn still don't know how to cheer him up. She had tried for the past hour in Herbology and Charms. They had just entered DATA when Hermione sat next to her.
"Hey Evelyn."
"Oh hey Hermione. What's up?"
"Well, I was wondering if you were okay. You look upset." She asked. "Ya I'm fine. Malfoy annoyed me today. That and Harry is... well upset."
"Why?" she asked. 'Well this was going to be hard to explain...'
Actually, Evelyn might not have to! "It's not my place to say. It's... personal reasons."
"Oh okay... Hey I was wondering-"
"Wow Granger. Didn't think you would abandon your own house." Evelyn didn't even need to look up to know who it was. She got up and stood right in front of the weasel.
"Don't you think it's sad, Weasley, that she has better friends with the Snakes then the Lions? Our special little lioness here knows who is better." She sneered. She was done with all the idiots here. Malfoy is more then enough. Then again, ferrets are closely related to weasels... That would explain a lot.
"Oh please Potter. You-"
CRACK!
Silence. That is what was heard for those short 15 seconds.
"OOOOWWW! I THINK YOU BROKE MY NOSE!" he cried. Evelyn really think she did. There was blood all over his face.
She nursed my poor fist. "Damn Weasley, who knew your face was THAT hard." Oh Merlin her knuckles...
"You... W-what do I feel on my leg..." he whispered. Evelyn looked and smiled. 'Oh yes, I will take out my anger this way...'
"There you are Diablo! I haven't seen you in long time! How is my precious snake doing?" Evelyn cooed, kneeling on the ground to pick him up.
"Who is this person? I saw you hit him and decided to come and see what was going on. I sent Monty to Harry. Do you want me to bite him for you?" he hissed. She smiled. How considerate.
"No you can't bite him. Sadly, they might take you away."
"Evelyn." She turned and saw Harry walk into class, with Monty on his shoulder and the others following. It was then she noticed the rest of the class... Plus Professor Quirrell. Oh, crap.
"Yes, dearest brother mine?"
"Monty said you punched an idiot."
Evelyn gulped. Hopefully he doesn't snitch (Haha snitch. Golden Snitch!) to mum... "Weasley, to be precise. He deserved it." she grumbled.
"Set Diablo yet?" ...What... He isn't pissed?
"No, but I should. Then at least one idiot would be gone from the world. You can take care of your own roommate." she said, moving her eyes until they found Malfoy. She saw his eyes widen.
That's right ferret. I'm done.
From the corner of her eye she saw the Professor smirk. Oh no. Will they get points taken away?
"20 points from Gryffindor for starting the fight and bullying another student. 15 points to Slytherin for standing up for that student, but five for acting with violence." Wait, no stuttering? No big deductions? 'I HAVE FOUND MY NEW FAVORITE TEACHER!'
"N-now Mr. Weasley, g-go to Madam P-Pomfry. The b-blood is getting everywhere. P-Potters, stay after c-class." He tried to command.
Evelyn spoke to soon...
XxXxX
Harry sighed as Professor Quirrell told them to stay after class. Great.
"Sorry," Evelyn whispered in the middle of class. Well, it was not really her fault. If they get in trouble, it will just add to his sucky day.
"It's fine. He deserved it after all." He said, forcing a small smile. It is to hard to smile today. He knew that everyone was happy about He-Who-Has-To-Many-Dashes' death, but what about the orphaned boy and dead parents? Probably NO ONE cares, or has thought about it.
Harry started getting really bad headaches, and he wasn't able to pay attention from that point on.
XxXxX
As class ended the two siblings walked up to the professor's desk. "You wanted to see us professor?" Harry asked. He had to blink a bit to get the fogginess out of his eyes. Damn headache.
"Y-yes. You two s-seemed to understand s-snakes. Are you p-parseltongue?" asked the professor. Parseltongue? Is that what it is called. Evelyn, who seemed to be thinking the same thing, voiced the thought.
"Parseltongue, Professor?"
Professor Quirrell nodded. "It is the a-ability to talk and u-understand s-snakes." Evelyn was about to answer when Harry stopped her.
"Why would it matter, Professor?" Harry asked. Why would he care? Unless he is one as well?
The professor just smirked, which looked strange on him. "Ah very smart in asking that. The reason I care is because it should be kept hidden. Many look down on those who speak that ancient skill. It was passed down from generation to generation from the family of Slytherin. I, however, find it very unique."
"Sir... you didn't stutter..." said Evelyn, who was looking at him suspiciously.
"Ah y-yes Mis P-Potter. Very perceptive. When I t-talk about t-things that interests m-me. My s-stuttering disappears." He explained.
Harry didn't believe it.
"N-now you should h-head to the f-feast!"
Oh right. The feast. Yay...
XxXxX
'...Today sucks.'
Evelyn's threat was clear. She was tired of him and practically told Harry to kill him. Draco sighed. He guessed that's what he get for making fun of her. Draco let out an annoyed huff. 'She can't just kill me. What would father do?'
...
He would probably go to his grave and say that is what he gets for upsetting a Potter.
Everything was fine during the beginning of the feast. Evelyn asked where that Granger girl went, since she didn't see her at the Gryffindor table.
"Well, she was cornered by Weasley again, but Theo stopped them before things got ugly. I think they said some hurtful things." Answered Blaise.
"I heard that she was in the girl's bathroom crying. Pansy and Daphne went to check on her." Theo added.
"That little piece of-"
"Evelyn! Language!" Harry reprimanded. Draco would have said something, if not for the interruption.
Professor Quirrell stormed in. He seemed nervous. "Troll! TROLL IN THE DUNGEON!"
Oh... That's why...
"Thought you had to know..." Then he was out like a nox spell. The whole hall erupted in screams. The little group was almost out the door when the Headmaster stopped them.
"SILENCE!" He yelled, his voice ringing throughout the hall. They all turned to look at him.
"Now... Please try to say calm. Prefects, please escort your house back to your dormitories. Teachers-"
"Wait! Slytherin's dormitories ARE in the dungeon! We will be crushed!" Theo yelled. Draco was going to listen to the response when Evelyn grabbed him.
"Listen up Malfoy. Daphne, Pansy, and Hermione are not aware of the troll. Harry, Blaise and I are gong to find and tell them. You can either stay and warn the professors with Theo, or come with us." With that they left. What a nuisance. Draco repeated the message to Theo, who just told him to go.
"It is a troll Draco. They might encounter it, so they will need all the help they can get. I'll go tell the professors."
Draco nodded and ran to catch up. "How could a troll get into the school?" he asked.
"Well, not on its own! They are to stupid to do anything. Think of the weasel, but 20 times as dumb." Evelyn explained. They were almost at the girls bathroom when Blaise pulled them away.
"Hold on!" he whispered. They watched, horrified, as the troll walked into the bathroom. The thing was huge!
"What now?" Draco asked. There is no way we would go in now! Right? Evelyn pointed behind him and he saw Blaise and Harry already running in. So much for that.
"Ugh come on!" Draco yelled and grabbed Evelyn's hand. If he had to die, at least it was by a troll and not in his sleep. They heard three piercing screams and ran even faster.
XxXxX
'Oh Merlin. OH MERLIN! Who does he think he is?! Pulling me into the girl's bathroom where we could DIE?!'
The whole bathroom was destroyed when they got there. Blaise had pulled the closest girl, which was Hermione, to safety. Daphne and Pansy were hiding under the sink.
"Do something!" Yelled Pansy. Harry and Draco had begun to throw things at the trolls head.
"How about something else!" Yelled Daphne. The troll was about to strike the girls when Harry took hold of its club.
"Evelyn," he cried, "do something! You read about trolls right?!"
"Um ya I did. Um I think... Um.." She was trying to remember what she read.
"Now would be a good time!" Harry yelled. He was being tossed around like a rag doll.
"I can't work under pressure!" Evelyn cried. What could she do? She was trying to remember, really she was! It's just-
"EVELYN!"
She looked up only to see the club coming down at her. She screamed and the next thing she knew, she was on the ground with Malfoy on top of her.
"Can't you remember something?" he grunted. Evelyn looked behind him and saw that his foot looked...well flat...
Wait... Foot!
"Thanks Draco!" She smiled. She then turned, as much as she could while being squished by him, and faced Blaise. By this time Harry was doing upside-down sit ups to avoid the club.
"Blaise! Their noses are very sensitive. So are their feet! You have to hit either one!" She yelled.
How could I have forgotten? Oh I feel useless...
Thankfully Blaise was able to take it from there. He sent a cutting hex at the troll's nose, making it drop Harry and the club, the latter hitting its toes. Harry scrambled back, and using the levitation spell, hit the damn thing on the head.
"Is it dead?" Hermione asked. Harry shook his head. "No... Just knocked out..."
Evelyn turned back to Draco and turned him around, finally freeing herself from his weight. Why was he so heavy? She settled his head on her lap, trying to get him in a comfortable position. His foot looked like a pancake.
"You okay?" Evelyn asked. He just nodded. "Ya but I probably broke my foot."
Harry and Blaise were able to get him upright and supporting his weight. It was at that exact moment that the professors and Theo arrived.
"Oh my... Explain yourselves!" Professor McGonagall demanded.
"You see Professor, the three of us had left to use the bathroom and never knew there was a TROLL roaming the halls. We were just about to go when we ran into Her- Granger, who was crying. When we were able to console her the troll attacked." Explained Daphne. The professor seemed to accept this answer and then turned to the rest of us.
"We noticed that they were gone and decided to tell them. You said the Troll was in the dungeons, so we assumed we had enough time to warn them and bring them back to the Great Hall. Obviously that didn't work." said Evelyn, seeing as the others were busy holding Draco up.
"Well, thankfully your all safe. Did it ever occur to you that this was a teachers job? Your poor friend here was practically hysterical when he informed us. 10 points from Slytherin and 5 from Gryffiindor..."
We were about to go when she interrupted us again. "Two points... each for sheer dumb luck! Now take Mr. Malfoy to Madam Pomfrey and head back to your dormitories."
'Well if this is what Halloween is like at Hogwarts then we might not graduate with all our limbs! At leased I learned that Draco was reliable...'
After dropping Draco off at the infirmary, and saying goodbye to Hermione, they all went back to our rooms. Evelyn was about to when Harry grabbed her arm.
"Harry?" She asked. He seemed upset. The next thing she knew she was in a crushing hug.
"Damn you Evelyn... Do you know how close you were of being hit? I don't know what I would have done if I lost you on this damned holiday as well..." he croaked.
That's when she realized that he was crying. Evelyn swallowed a lump in her throat and hugged him back.
"I'm sorry," She whispered. They stayed like that for a moment before they separate. Evelyn gave him a small smile. "That would never happen, if it does who would keep you sane? Surely Draco and Theo would drive you crazy?"
He just chuckled. "Goodnight Eve," he said, already walking to the boy's dorms. "Night!" She replied.
'Yes, I swear, dear brother mine, I will not die that easily.'
Gosh that took forever, which is why I don't write long chapters. Words get more messed up and I get distracted. Did anyone notice how Eve started calling Draco by his first name again? Oh, and are there any wizard holidays?
Ah, school starts again! I am very busy, but I will TRY TRY TRY to write as much as I can. Sadly, my whole schedule is off so chapters might be delayed.