Evelyn's pov

Yes the wizarding world probably thinks I'm insane but to be truthful I don't give a damn. With Tom I feel complete, with Tom I'm different. It's not a bad different ether… For the first time in my life I finally see the point of life. Around him I'm free, which is probably not something most of the order would understand. Well they might understand to some extent but not to the full at least. They would think it's because I agree with dark magic and I'm free to perform whatever magic I so choose. They would think I've gone over to the 'dark side' well I haven't.

Around Tom I'm free.

Around him….I'm just me and for once it's ok.

Around him I'm allowed to speak freely instead of worrying about whether or not I'm being indirectly offensive…

Slowly I look around the hall, yep I can see that a quarter of the school envy me, another quarter think I'm nuts and the other fifty per cent think both. For once I'm truly happy, free without bother. With satisfacation I snicker at the looks of horror Ron and Hermione are shooting me. Once I would have cared but not any more. Why should I care about it? They don't control me or who I am or who I'm with.

"Enjoying the looks of horror?" Tom snickered.

"I'm probably insane but the fact I've shocked them so much actually feels…" I trailed off.

"…good?" He asked grinning.

"Yes, your right. It's so weird a couple of weeks ago this would be bothering me. Hell it did bother me but now it doesn't seem to matter anymore. When I'm with you nothing seems to matter anymore but you." I smiled softly, he just chuckled.

"Yeah, similar things used to bother me as well… When I first arrived the Slytherins had such high hopes but I guess we completely destroyed them and birthed new ones." He smirked looking over to the table, right now we were walking out of the hall. We've got a slight meeting with Bella and Draco to keep to. It's about our 'opening the stupid eyes of the world' plan. Admitadly it probably won't work, well at least till I'm old enough anyway. Hell knows it won't harm trying. Seeing as Tom and I are officially dating now a little extra protection won't hurt.

"What do you mean new ones?" Curiousity shined through my voice, I grinned. Wonder what exspectations Slytherin had of us were…. To be honest I'm slightly worried seeing as we tend to cause problems whatever we do I'm slightly concerned.

"Nothing much…" Suspiciously he trailed off.

"Care to elaborate on 'nothing much'?" I asked smirking.

"Let's just put it this way; they are already singing to your tune with your whole 'open eyes plan'. They believe we are the 'light' so to speak though I doubt Dumbledore would see it that way. Knowing him he would think we're leading the way to darkness. Honestly what is it with the whole comparing things to colours and shades?" He asked exasperated.

"I don't know." I laughed. "Seriously though do you think we stand a chance? Admittedly with the fact that Draco and Bella are pretty much on your side anyway this meeting won't be that hard but when you try and grow it…" I trailed off glancing over to the Gryffindors.

"Come on Eva! Give yourself some slack; Draco supports you not me." He laughed.

I rolled my eyes. "He's a Malfoy; Malfoys live to serve the lord of Slytherin." I smirked, fake bowing to him. "Oh lord Slytherin how you grace us with your presence, well technically heir; your not old enough to be lord yet. Currently you're the heir according to the old laws of your house. Although seeing as there is no lord at the moment although your underage you have all the powers of one." He arched an eyebrow.

"You know quite a lot about heirs and lords." He smirked.

I snickered. "I needed too, especially in first year. If I hadn't then every single Slytherin would had attempted to murder me and avenge you."

"What do you mean?" I saw curiosity beam through his eyes.

"Despite what I portrayed to the Gryffindors I did obey some of the old pureblood customs, admitadly not all of them but enough to make it seem like I had been raised inside the wizarding world. If I hadn't they would have used it against me. One thing that I learnt at the Dursleys was how to survive or at least make life easier for me." I laughed softly at the stunned esprestion of the Slytherin heir.

"So that is why most of the people here at Hogwarts were under the impression you were raised in the wizarding world?" He enquired.

"Of course it wasn't just Dumble's doing. I am quite cunning when I want to be." Shrugging I looked into his eyes; they were sparkling.

"Of course you are do you really think that I would date some foolish Gryffindor?" He grinned; I could tell he was joking. I couldn't help but laugh. "Honestly beening a foolish Gryffindor is dangerous; they are too reckless." He smirked, giving me a quick peck on the cheek.

"Well this foolish Gryffinfor is far from reckless." I glared mockingly.

"We both know your more of a snake than a lion Evelyn." He smirked with a wicked glint in his eyes, the same colour as the ocean on a boiling summers day. Odd I know to compare him to anything bright and chearfull, but it fitted him perfectly. "Your like me in the fact you hide masterfully in the shadows, unlike the majority of Gryffindors you have some self-preservation."

My smile faltered slightly; self-preservation is something that I don't have at all. "Gryffindors aren't all like the stereotypical idiots of your time you know!" I pouted, keeping the jokey atmosphere as well as I could. As well as I could I tried to hide my discomfort at his staitment, I failed. The problem with empaths is it is near impossible for us to lie or hide things, twisting things we can do but not directly.

"Are you ok?" He asked concerned. Mentally I swore; how in hell was I going to escape this one? One thing I can't do is lie, how can I twist it?

"Oh, it's nothing much; just normal raging emotions. Since my powers broke the block I guess you could say I sense emotions quite easily. When I think something I don't seem to dither anymore, I think that is probably something most Empaths feel." I replied breezily, good one. That certainly wasn't a lie, just diveted the actual truth he wanted to hear.

"I am so sorry for the incident in the hallway." He grimaced.

"It's no biggie; if it hadn't of happened the whole empath thing wouldn't have been discovered." I smiled softly while gazing into his beautiful blue eyes.

"True but I wish you hadn't of found out in such a violent way." He winced at the memory.

"Tom it wasn't your fault." I sighed. One thing I had never ever expected the young dark lord to do was be sympathetic and regret any pain he'd cause, then again when had I ever known a thing about how dark lords feel? Until recently I just thought dark lords were insane and manipulative, well maybe not insane; I hadn't really thought that since second year but I guess you get the picture.

"It was though. Honestly it was my fault you suffered with all that pain that night. It was something so stupid to lose my temper over, maybe if I had kept my temper then it would have been fine." Regret was filling his eyes quicker than water. He wasn't about to cry though, one thing Tom would never be caught doing us crying. That was probably a bad description… Actually that was definuntly a bad description.

"Tom don't; it was my fault alone not yours. You have nothing to be sorry for, never feel sorry for what happened then, never feel sorry for what will happen. Sometimes the stories people tell about things aren't the whole story. Maybe there was an important reason which justifies you trying to kill me in your future." I shrugged.

"Nothing could justify my future." He insisted.

"You don't know that." I murmured softly, looking deeply into his eyes.

"I do though. Nothing with you could justify someone trying to kill you." He insisted again.

"Look Tom your wrong. Think about it, what if there was something about me which will make me dangerous? Let me just put it this way; if that was true then I would rather die Tom." My voice was deadly serious.

"Evelyn there is nothing wrong with you." He rolled his eyes.

"How do you know?" I insisted. "What if there is? What id Dumbles has hidden it?" I sighed. "Look Tom all I'm saying is there are things worth me dying for. Things are not always black and white. Ever watched Romeo and Julliet?" I asked curiously.

"Yes why?" He asked slightly confused.

"Nether family were truly evil, the families both felt pain when there family were slaughtered. Both families were blind to the whole side of the other. When Juliet and Romeo fell in love they were doomed due to there families prejudice. In the end they died because they couldn't bare to live without the other." I murmured. Although I had never watched it- when would I have had the chance? - I know the story pretty much off by heart.

"If you died I would go insane." He admitted. My eyes widened slightly as I read his emotions and realised he was telling the truth. A shiver raced down my spine; I never wanted anyone to care for me enough that they would be prepared to die for me…then again I feel the same way about Tom. Thinking about it Romeo and Juliet it's almost similar to Tom and I…

"I wish that that wasn't true." I murmured feeling faint slightly.

"Oh it is you're an empath; you can tell as well as I that it's true." He murmured.

I sighed. "Yes I know…it's just that it's almost disturbing that someone would care about me so much that that would happen."

"Evelyn there is nothing wrong with it." He sighed. "I can't fight how I feel about you. Believe me I tried in the beginning. Even when I saw you the first time we arrived in this time I began to fall for you. Seriously I tried to stop thinking about you but I couldn't. Just ask Bella how much I was obsessing about you." He was deadly serious, again my Empath abilities allowed me to sense it. Weird how using them is sort of second nature to me now.

I shivered. "Tom insanity is no way to go…" I almost whispered. What if that happens that is what happens? What if that is partly why Tom becomes Voldermort? If I die this year, not that I would be a problem if it was last year, then maybe that's why so many die. Then again maybe it isn't so simple.

"You think that…" He trails off.

I shrugged. "I think it's a possibility."

"Evelyn you are not going to die this year." Determination shined through his eyes.

I laughed. "I never said I was did I? Tom it's a possibility, just a possibility. To be honest seeing as the fact that if it's true then we've already than we can fight it I doubt it. Nothing is ever that simple not when it involves us. Well definunty not that simple with me, you can speak for yourself on that one." I shrugged.

"You've got a point." He laughed. "Come on we better not be late even if it's for a meeting with Bella and Draco. They may cut us some slack but if it was with the rest of the Slytherins they wouldn't. They probably wouldn't be as forgiving as those two."

"That true, it is good practice I guess." I grinned.

"Too true." He chuckled.

"So where is it?" I asked puzzled.

"Ever heard of the come and go room?" He asked while I looked at him blankly. He sighed. "Look let me just show you…."

Shocked screamed through me, not in a bad way ether; this place is amazing. My eyes widened in complete wonderment. Tom laughed as he saw my stunned espreastion. "Told you you'd like it Evelyn." He smirked with a wicked glint in his eyes.

"This place is just…." I trailed off into silence, speechless.

"I know." He grinned. "Only true a true Slytherin can enter here, there is another room which just anyone can enter but personally I prefer this room; it's so much more magical don't you think?" I mocking glared at him.

"Why did you risk it? What would have happened if I wasn't a true worthy Slytherin?" I asked, glaring daggers at him.

He looked sheepishly. "I don't know, the only thing I know is that Slytherin did do something so no Gryffindors could. Besides I knew you were a true Slytherin anyway…" He poundered about something. "Oh, an owl came with a letter for you here." He passed me a letter with elegant writing none of which I recognised. How odd… whoever had written it has obviously taken a lot of time and effort into it…

Lady Rosa,

My blood ran cold, as cold as ice. Barely anyone knew of my name that Tom had given to me, certainly not anyone who would be considered remotely on the light side now. This is bad; everyone who can identify me as a Rosa would now desire me dead. I cannot fathom though why they would even dare to write a letter to me of any sort.

You know me, very well. However should you think I will unearth my identity you are mistaken. Why am I writing to you? As a warning; I owe you that most at least Evelyn. A dark time is brewing, so dark that even you have no idea. You were right when you spoke of something drastic which would transform our young lord, but not in the way you shall ever dream. Believe it or not Evelyn something so similar shall transform you too. Be warned my ever dark lady that when the time comes, and soon it shall be, that I shall be by our masters side not yours… Your futures are so bound, entwined both in darkness. Yours is certainly filled with sorrow my lady….

Watch carefully of the events which shall unfold before you my lady watch them well. Danger lies before you Evelyn and it shall win. How quaint that I know your future like you know his… One who was once loyal shall betray you, so deeply… Oh how deeply your emotions shall burn till it begins. My lord is becoming obsessed with the prophecy, be warned as soon as the time is right I shall tell him the key.

Your days are numbered, as soon as the day shall birth it shall cause the eclipse of event. Despite what shall happen have no mistake that you belong to him. Even in death Evelyn he shall be your master as you are his mistress. Brace yourself. While you hide your dark burning secrets Lady Rosa, the truth shall awake. Love, hatred shall all birth again. Beware. As I said I owe you this much; mirrors are a trick of the light, but hidden inside remains it's true nature.

Be warned

Sincerely

She who lives to serve….

My eyes widened in complete shock. Well at least here lies yet another piece to the mistery which is ever growing. So something happens between Tom and I? What chilled me to the bone was the was she sounded almost insane, possessive. The way she had written 'even in death Evelyn he shall be your master as you are his mistress'. I belong to no one! Then again I suppose that you could say that my heart belongs to him but not really Voldermort…

Thinking about it though aren't Tom and Voldermort the same person? I'm not Voldermort's, or ever will be…but then again I'm Tom's. I shivered. "Are you ok?" Tom asked, watching my pale face. In shock I jumped. "Evelyn?"

"I'm fine…" I stuttered, my bones running cold.

"No you're not Eva." He looked deeply into my eyes. "What's wrong?" He asked.

"The future…." I murmured.

His eyes narrowed. "What do you mean? I'm the person with a trapped fixed future; yours is free. You can live it out how you choose Eva. No future binds you."

I shook my head. "In doing this both our future is known and in such bound."

"What?" Confusion burned through his pupils.

"Voldermort and Bellatrix Lestrange know my future, as much as I know yours. They know everything about me; everything that will happen to me this year. Tom I am as much bound as you are this year. Though as much as a curse it is, it means that they cannot interfere until you leave…" I realised.

"So as long as I stay here with you Voldermort cannot come near you?" He asked.

I laughed. "I guess so. It would become even more impossible. Both you and Voldermort being in the same time is already supposed to be so. In theory Voldermort wouldn't be able to come near me, not while you are my lord." I bowed mockingly.

"So here is time catching up with us…." He murmured seriously.

"Yes… Yet then while in so many ways we are forever trapped with you I feel more free than I have ever felt. When I am with you I feel free of their expectations, expectations which make me feel so… Then again with us being together here, our future is written." I whispered.

"What did the letter say?" He asked.

"It seems my future burns as brightly as yours…my future seems as dark as yours does." I breathed…

An: Sorry it has taken so long to update! I've really struggled with this chapter but don't worry; it doesn't mean I'm going give up. This chapter is just really important and a stepping stone to the future of this story. How was the letter? Yes I know it is pretty obvious who has written the letter but Evelyn doesn't really want to admit it yet. As you've noticed I've began to use the name Tom gave her more, it later becomes very important as Evelyn and Tom begins to change. You'll hopefully be surprised at why it does... but it will be coming a lot later in the plot. Please review! :D I'm desperate to hear your feedback!