Teen Wolf x Harry Potter

Christmas

Big-time skip, I know, but I'm only doing the main parts. You and Mattheo are academic rivals.

I love Halloween. It was the best. But at Hogwarts, it was even better! I had my usual day of classes, my favorite and best class being History of Magic. But, I had Mattheo Riddle in that class. I walked around the halls and saw Fred and George Weasley talking in hushed voices. Probably talking about a new prank.

Then I see Harry Potter and Ron Weasley talking about something with Snape.

Just a normal day at Hogwarts. I was just counting the seconds to dinner.

I was on my way to another class when I saw Hermione running to the bathroom. I followed her to see what was wrong. She goes to the bathroom and I hear crying when I enter. I knocked on that stall.

Evelyn: "Hermione? It's Evelyn, from the train."

I hear her sniffle and she opens the door to show she is crying.

Hermione: "Yes?"

Evelyn: "What happened? Who's ass should I kick? If it was Riddle, I would gladly do it."

Hermione: chuckles "It wasn't Mattheo. Just, people in my house are calling me a snobby know-it-all."

I sigh.

Evelyn: " I hate when people do that. You are only trying your best. And your best is just so much better than theirs, that they decide to blame their stupidity on you."

Hermione: laughs "Yeah. I guess you're right. I just feel like I have to prove myself because I'm a muggle-born."

Evelyn: "I can understand. I try extra hard to act like I grew up with a wizard family, but in reality, I grew up with a regular family in California."

Hermione: "You're a muggle-born?"

I nod.

Evelyn: "Yep. I knew nothing of magic except myths and legends until I got the letter to Hogwarts. Don't tell anyone though. It would be a big shock if the Slytherins found out I was a muggle-born."

Hermione: "Promise. Thanks for coming. It feels like I have no friends."

Evelyn: "You have me. And I can understand." chuckles " I don't understand half a word you Brits say half the time. But, that's an American problem. At least your family is close."

Hermione: "Yeah. Do you miss your family too?"

I nod.

Evelyn: "Every day. I call them every Saturday though. I love seeing my mom and brother's faces. Even my best friend was there. I mean, he is also Scott's best friend, but he's mine too. The call gives me something to look forward to each week."

Hermione: "I bet. If you don't mind me asking, what happened to your dad?"

Evelyn: "He was a drunk, and the last time I saw him was when he made my brother accidentally fall down the stairs."

Hermione: "Oh, I'm sorry. Is he okay?"

I nod.

Evelyn: "Yeah. He doesn't remember though. He's great now."

Hermione: wipes the remaining tears "We should head to dinner."

Evelyn: "Now you're talking my language."

We walk out of the stall, but then we see a troll.

Evelyn: "Pardon my language, but, ah shit."

We hide under the sink and Harry and Ron come in and battle the troll. I am currently worrying about my life.

Evelyn: "If you guys get us killed, I'm telling Dumbledore."

Luckily, we didn't die. But I am knocked out.

When I do wake up, I'm in the hospital wing with stitches on my cheek, a pounding in my head, and bandages on my arms and legs. I groan as I sit up and look at my surroundings. Madame Pomfrey walks over and gives me some medicine then says I'm good to go.

I walk out and head to my dorm. I find my phone and see......36 missed calls, 250 unread texts, and 24 e-mails. All of them were from Scott, Stiles, and Mom. I of course call them and when Scott picks up,

Scott: hushed "Evelyn Daphne McCall! Why have you not been answering my calls?"

Evelyn: "I got attacked by a troll. Why are you whispering?"

Scott: "I'm in school."

Evelyn: "Right! Sorry! I'll call you later-"

Scott: "Fine, and you will tell me about this 'troll' attack."

He hangs up and I go to the common room. I still had a pounding headache. I looked at the time on my phone, and it read 4:37 p.m. So, classes have just been released, and people should be coming into the common room any second now. So I grab my History of Magic book sit next to the fireplace and start studying for the test on Thursday.

Mattheo: "What are you doing?"

I look up from highlighting my copy of the textbook with my highlighter in my mouth and my hair tied up in a knot.

Evelyn: mouthful "Studying" spits out a highlighter "Sorry, studying."

Mattheo: "Shouldn't you be resting? I mean-"

He gestures to my bandages.

Evelyn: "I'm fine. Plus, why would you care?"

Mattheo: "I can care. You're the only other actual smart person in Slytherin. I need someone to challenge my wits."

Evelyn: "If I wanted a battle of wits, I would go to a Ravenclaw, because you are unarmed."

He smirks.

Mattheo: "Exactly. So get some rest."

I roll my eyes.

Evelyn: "I need to prepare to kick your ass on the test on Thursday."

I go back to studying.

I hear him walk away, I swear I can smell his smirk.