evanescent┆彡 remus lupin

2┊crime

a/n: i know the timeframes are kinda messed up; lets just pretend that remus is older than he actually is?? and lets pretend that his birthday isnt 1960, and instead is 1950. alright, thanks for coming to my pep talk :))

The summer was uneventful. Evangeline did not have fun at all.

Her two closest friends, Cedric Diggory and Sue Robinson were both out on vacation.

Evangeline received multiple letters from both of them, most of which including apologies for not being able to spend time with her. She didn't mind, she was happy that her friends were having a good time during their holidays.

The same could not be said for herself.

For the two months of the summer holiday, Evangeline looked forward to one events, only. That being her birthday, which took place during August 28th, just a couple days before the first day back at Hogwarts.

Growing up with such a respected and important family, Evangeline understood what it felt like to be neglected, tossed into the dark; the shadow of her father.

She clung on to the tiny thread of hope that maybe, maybe, her father would return home to celebrate his daughter's 17th birthday with a good old smile and hug, to send her off to her last year in Hogwarts; to tell her that he loved her, despite all the signs pointing elsewhere. But when the morning of August 28th arrived, she felt that thread of hope be cut off from her fingertips, lost in the darkness.

He did not show up.

Not even a letter.

Evangeline refused to let the absence of her father ruin her mood for the rest of the day. She refused to weep and mope around, to wallow herself in her own sorrow. Instead, she felt rebellious, insulted; angry. She wanted to hurt him; to inflict the same pain that his lack of care over caused the past few years upon himself. Soon, the hurt feeling completely faded away, replaced by fury.

How dare he.

She thought, as she observed the living room with a somber expression on her face.

How dare he..?

She thought, acknowledging her mother's birthday greetings with a small smile and nothing else.

How dare he. His own daughter.

She thought as she chomped her breakfast down in silent fury.

What kind of father doesn't even acknowledge his own daughter's birthday?

She finished her breakfast, consisting of a few stacked pancakes and freshly squeezed orange juice. She washed her hands and made her way up the stairs, destination clear in her mind.

Within a few seconds, she found herself back where she had started her summer holidays; the library. With a pleased smile, she realised that the time-turning set had remained where she left them, and she eagerly grabbed the necklace and bracelet, putting them on.

Over the holidays, Evangeline had refused to touch the set again, in fear of upsetting her father. But that fear had been pushed to the back of her mind, and she did not think twice about leaving the room, even doing so in a glorious manner.

She arrived back in her own room, using her wand to shut the door behind her.

I can use magic now.

She thought, pleased. She looked down at the bracelet, squinting her eyes to clearly see the four zeros etched on the hourglass charm. She craftily took out her wand and waved it, watching the four numbers transform into entirely different ones.