Evanora

Order of The Phoenix: Harry Arrives at Grimmauld Place

I sat daydreaming at the door in front of me until a series of harsh whispers woke my gaze on the hall entrance to Grimmauld Place.

"Sshh, she can't know," Molly Weasley said to Sirius. I looked up to see Mrs. Weasley and Sirius staring at me.

"Who? Me? Know what?" That just made them silent and awkward. Sirius looked at me and then to the point where Harry would be arriving and then gave the tiniest smirk at me. I leaned back and stiffened in my seat.

"What?" I said defensively, looking at the door and then back to Sirius, who raised a brow at me. I frowned a little. "I don't know what your talking about." I stood up and left them to 'adult talk' while I went for Hermione who was sitting nervously with a newspaper on her cot. I was going to grab something out of my bedroom. I left the first door for you on the left of the stairs while looking at my feet when I stumbled into someone's soft old t-shirt.

"Whoa," the figure said as I shrieked quickly and tripped on his feet and we stumbled into a wall. He had my shoulders as my face was buried in his chest. I gasped and looked up.

"Harry?"

"Eva?"

I laughed and stepped away apologizing.
"You look so different!" I said, scanning him. He seemed taller and his hair was cut shorter.

"Uh--yeah, you as well," he said doing the same to me. We both had matured over the summer. He had grown into the once too big clothes from dudley and I had gotten new ones. I laughed awkwardly again and looked at the spot the center of his chest where I had fallen. He awkwardly scratched the back of his head when Hermione came bursting through the door.

"Did someone say Harry?" She said before bolting into a hug and motioned him inside the room. "Oh, Harry. Are you alright? We heard them talking about the dementor attack. You must tell us everything," she insisted.

"Let the man breathe, Hermione," Ron said. She looked at him but continued anyways.

"And this hearing at the Ministry. It's just outrageous. I've looked it up, they simply can't expel you. It's completely unfair," she said. He looked away and started to walk the room.

"Yeah. There's a lot of that going round at the moment. So what is this place?"

"Basically my home now. And headquarters for the Order of the Phoenix," I informed. "It's a secret society Dumbledore founded back when they first fought You-Know-Who,"

"You couldn't have put any of this in a letter, I suppose," he said. "I've gone all summer without a scrap of news." He was looking disappointedly at all of us, but finally locked his hurt gaze on me. I wished so bad that I could write like I had every year, but Dumbledore wouldn't allow me to. I opened my mouth to say something, but closed it guiltily and looked toward Ron and Hermione.

"We wanted to write, mate," Ron said. "Really, we did. . . Only. . ."

"Only what?"

"Only Dumbledore made us swear not to tell you anything," Hermione said quickly.

"Dumbledore said that?" Harry sounded disappointed. "W-why would he want to keep me in the dark? Maybe I could help. After all, I'm the one who saw Voldemort return, I'm the one who saw Cedric Diggory get killed," he said. I stood up slowly as Ron and Hermione were silent.

"We can't tell you," I said. "But. . . I have your present, if it makes the situation any better," I said. I was almost asking. His deep breath told me okay. "I'll be right back," I slipped out of my room and quickly went up the stairs to get my wrapped present and quietly and quickly tiptoed back down. I had become an expert at stairs over the summer. My present was extremely small. It looked like a square of parchment and could fit easily in someone's pocket. I slipped back into the room. "It's really small--- but good. Open it," I handed him the tiny slip between my fingers and sat next to him on the cot. He sat down as well. He gently undid the ribbon with the tips of his fingers. Inside lay three photos. Hermione and Ron silently watched. One was a group picture of the entire family. Sirius sat to the right with a baby Harry in his lap giggling. Lily was talking to a baby girl in her lap that mouthed words and reached for her brightly colored hair. Lily Swas beautiful. Seeing the pictures revived my memories of her when I was a baby. Harry looked up from the picture brightly with a look that said: "You did this for me?" followed by a smile and laugh. The next picture was of a little baby boy reaching out to a little girl. They raised their arms as if they were doing a high five for babies who can barely hold up their arms. The girl on the right pushed his arm to the ground and started giggling at the camera as if she had mischievously won. We all burst into laughter, knowing that I would still find that hilarious at my age if I were to do it today. The last photo was on christmas, it seemed, and James was sitting behind and in between Harry (left) and Evanora (right) and laughed at us. Baby Harry whacked his arms up and down, sending wrapping paper flying and baby Evanora was chewing on her wrapping paper. Harry was grinning brightly. He was so happy he could kiss her right now. He was joyous.

LATER DINNER

Little did they know, the table was watching when Harry fell for her.

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Evanora felt his eyes on her and her cheeks turned pink as she looked up from her plate. Harry was staring at her. He dropped his fork on his plate loudly when she caught him. A giggle that sounded like a quiet happy wince escaped her lips. She exchanged glances with a smirking Hermione. Ron cleared his throat and shifted uncomfortably. Sirius, who was in the middle of a sentence when he saw Harry staring, forgot he was talking and slowed down his words to watch the curious exchange. Nobody seemed to notice his slowing conversation because they were all thinking the same thing: should this relationship be a good thing or a bad thing? It should be good but because of the fact that they can't tell them that Voldemort is after Harry and it could potentially put Evanora in danger.

She figured that Voldemort was after Harry. It didn't effect anything for her, but she hoped it wouldn't effect his wanting to be with her.