Opposite Ends (Draco Malfoy)

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Evangeline spent the rest of the day by herself, thinking about what problems Draco would be going to a ghost about. Was him being a death eater truthful?

It was nighttime. All the girls in the dormitories were asleep, but Evangeline wasn't. Her mind kept her awake.

She gave up on trying to sleep and got up from her bed, put shoes on and left the dungeon. Maybe if she walked around the castle, she'd get tired.

She was walking on the second floor when she saw someone enter the abandoned girl's lavatory. She couldn't decipher exactly who it was, but out of curiosity and boredom, she decided to follow.

She walked slowly over there, in no rush, but when she stood outside, she heard crying. "There...there." She heard the voice of Moaning Myrtle say.

The person sniffled, "It's serious Myrtle. If I don't kill him...I'll be killed. And my family will be too."

It's Draco.

"If you do get killed..." Began Myrtle, "You're always welcome to share my toilet with me."

Draco sobbed a little harder.

Eva walked further into the restroom. She could see the two of them. Draco was leaning over the sink as he cried, and Myrtle sat on it like she did earlier today.

Draco looked up in the mirror only to see Eva behind him. He shut off his emotions quickly and whipped around, "What the hell are you doing here?!"

Myrtle flew away fast and into her toilet, causing another splash.

"I could ask you the same thing. This is the girl's restroom, you know."

"Nobody comes here."

"You clearly do."

"Whatever." He was about to walk past Evangeline, but she gently grabbed his wrist.

"Who is it, Draco? Who do you have to kill?"

"It's none of your damn business, Eva." He quickly took his wrist out of hers. His sleeve had lifted up a bit and she saw part of a tattoo on his arm.

"What's on your arm?"

"For Merlin's sake, Eva! Why are you so fucking nosey?!" He quickly covered it.

"It's true."

"What is?"

"You're a death eater." She whispered.

Draco said nothing. He was shocked that she had found out, after trying to keep her away from the matter, "What's it matter to you?"

"I...I care about you..." She answered, confused with his defensive behavior.

Those words physically made the boy uneasy. He took a step back from her. He stared at her nervous face for a moment, "Shut the hell up and mind your business." He stormed off.

Moaning Myrtle stood by, "Well, that was messy."

Eva looked at the pale, white ghost, "Oh shut up, Myrtle."