Evelyn Potter and the Chamber of secrets ( Draco )

Chapter 1

Evelyn's p.o.v.

I comb my hair tiredly, sitting comfortably on my bed with my legs crossed, while facing a mirror, that was hanged on the wall beside my bed.

I took a good look at myself in the mirror. The girl staring back at me has a darkest black, long, wavy hair tumbling down her back like waterfall, reaching her waist. Her sharp, oval face with pale skin that could match with Mouthfoul's bloodless ones. Her eyes was as black as night, emotionless, but mischievous and mysterious. Muggles use to say that eyes are the windows to your soul, but these eyes the girl's have was like windows with curtains drawn, betraying nothing she was thinking at the moment. Her lips was plump, and full, colour of dark red, almost like it's coated with blood itself. And, of course, this said girl was me.

Hedwig and Redwig started screeching again, while Harry tried to talking sense into Hedwig and Redwig, who was screeching at the top of their lungs, biting the lock at their cages, trying to get out of the cage.

" What the hell, Redwig, Hedwig?!! " I hissed at the owls, who cowered fearfully from my annoyed state.

" Evelyn and Harry Potter!! " Uncle Vernon yelled from downstairs, obviously already heard the owls.

" Now you both have done it. " Harry slammed the book Hagrid gave us, the only book he stares at every day, every hour, every minute, every second he has to spare.

Harry ran out the room, with me racing behind him, yelling, " Race you downstairs!!! "

" Game on!! "

The two of us started pushing and pulling each other, trying to get down first.

" Hey, don't push me!! "

" You're the one who's pulling me!!! "

" Stop!! "

" Hey, stop stepping on my foot!! *stomps on his feet in revenge, making him howl in pain* "

" Ahhhh!!! Why are you so ruthless?!! "

" You stepped on my toes first. "

" Accidentally. "

" Oh rrrrreally- AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!! " I slipped my footing, and pulled Harry with me, as the two off us tumbled down the rest of the stairs.

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After collecting our painful asses from the floor, the two of us poked our head in the kitchen-living room, where the Dursleys were preparing for the Masons to arrive.

Aunt Petunia, who was the nearest to us, busy making a colourful, not to mention poisonous cake, glanced up uninterestedly, " He's in there. Vernon? "

Harry and I slipped inside quietly, facing Uncle Vernon, who was adjusting his and Dudley's bows perfectly.

" I'm warning you, if you can't control that bloody bird, it will have to to go. " Uncle Vernon warned.

I started scoffing at Uncle Vernon's idiotic, " Are you an idiot? Oh yes I forgot you are. And of course Redwig and Hedwig are complaining of boredom! Would you like to be stuck in a cage for two entire months? They would, like anyone, be set free- "

" Ha! So you both can send messages to your freaky little friends?! No, ma'am. " Uncle Vernon scoffed unbelievably.

" But we haven't had any messages from any of our friends. " I reasoned unhappily, while rubbing my elbows painfully, because of the little tumble on the stairs just now.

" Who wants to be friends with you? " Dudley sneered, walking past us, hitting me by the bruised shoulder with his meaty ones, making me hiss in pain. But the look on Uncle Vernon's face that says 'I dare you to complain' made me shut up, and plastered a very fake smile on my face, saying sweetly, " Thank you for the awesome massage, Dudley. "