Evie slowly blinked open her eyes, wincing at the light. She sat up slowly, wincing at the sharp pain in her head. "What the hell...?"

"So you're awake, huh, Evie?"

She blinked at Professor Dumbledore and groaned, flopping back in the hospital bed. "Oh god no..."

Professor Dumbledore merely smiled. "I see you found the Mirror of Erised."

She stared at him blankly. "The Mirror of what? Wait, wait, wait, no it doesn't matter. I didn't find it; Harry did."

"Ah, yes, Harry..." Dumbledore sighed. "Such a brave young man. It really is too bad that he has to go through this at such a young age."

"Ugh, no," Evie said, climbing out of the infirmary bed and stretching. "I'm not here to hear a Harry Potter sob story."

Professor Dumbledore chuckled. "Yes, yes, of course, Evie. By the way, could you tell me..." He leaned forward and Evie took a step back instinctively. "What did you see in that mirror?"

Evie scowled.

"The Mirror of Erised shows what one truly desires at the bottom of their--" Dumbledore started, but Evie held up a hand, cutting him off.

"No. Stop. Don't go any further," she said, pressing her hand against her forehead. "I really don't care...well then." She nodded at Dumbledore and exited the room.

She let out a breath the moment the door closes. What one truly desires...

She shook her head furiously. No, no, no! You're thinking about this too much, Evie! She scowled and stormed down the hallway.

Neptunia met up with her someway down. "You're awake, I see."

"Good to know you're not blind," Evie huffed. "What did I miss?"

"Not much," Neptunia yawned. "I was keeping an eye on the mirror. Harry went back there twice after that. Then Dumbledore moved it to underneath Fluffy's trapdoor. The dog scared me, so I couldn't follow after that."

"Scaredy cat," Evie swore. "Well, whatever."

"Oh, yeah, you have a Quidditch match tomorrow. Snape's refereeing, apparently."

Evie groaned. "Oh, what the hell... Why do I even care anymore?" She opened the door to the library just as she heard a familiar voice stutter, "L-Locomotor Mortis!"

She looked up to see the white light of the Leg-Locker Curse fly her way. She sighed, drawing her wand from her belt as Hermione called, "Evie?!"

Evie held out her wand. The purple sparks met the white light and the spell halted at the tip of her wand, balancing like a basketball. She held it up, leaning forward and blowing it out like a candle. The spell faded. "Seriously, people," she said heavily, heading forward, her heels clicking on the marble tiles. Hermione, Ron, and Neville stared at her in shock. "Can you watch where you fire things?"

"We were just practicing," Hermione said defensively.

"Not that I'd know, but," Evie said, plopping down in a leather recliner and crossing her legs, "when did we learn a Leg-Locker Curse in class?"

"Snape's refereeing for the next Quidditch match," Hermione said hotly, crossing her arms.

"So I've heard," Evie replied calmly, though she scowled at the witch. "Don't change the subject on me."

"We just wanted to make sure we were properly prepared if Snape tried anything on Harry again," Hermione explained.

Evie sighed. "We're still having this argument?"

***

"We're playing Hufflepuff?" Evie remarked, clenching her Firebolt so hard it was a surprise it didn't snap.

"I didn't mention it?" Neptunia mused. "Oops, I must've forgotten. Oh, look, even Dumbledore's out there...this school really likes Harry, huh?"

"It does," Evie scowled. "Well, doesn't matter to me...are you coming up?"

"Okay."

The two mounted the broomstick and shot in the sky with the other Gryffindor players. The whistle blew and the game began.

Snape awarded Hufflepuff a penalty almost immediately. Evie groaned. "This game isn't going anywhere, is it, Neptunia?"

"Nope," Neptunia responded quietly, using the wind to convey its voice to Evie. "Oh. There's the Quaffle. I think it'll be here in five seconds, so get ready to catch, Evie." Evie rolled her eyes as the cat started counting down. "Five--four--three--two--o--"

Snape awarded Hufflepuff a penalty.

"What did I do now?" Evie complained.

"Nothing," Neptunia replied. "Absolutely nothing."

"Why the hell--" Evie swore loudly and shut up when Snape glared her way, looking for another free penalty.

During the following play, Evie successfully managed to zoom by Snape at such an angle that an orange spark from her wand landed on the whistle, muting it. She also scored an insane five points until Harry shot down towards the ground, having seen the Snitch, apparently.

Then, per Neptunia's request, she ditched the rest of the game.

Of course, she was well aware that her teammates--ah, hang on, "teammates"--were going to kill her for it, but hey, she was Evie. She did what she wanted to do and if you didn't like it, too bad.

She dropped in her room and dropped her broomstick in her closet, trading her player jacket for a black, leather one, before hopping back out the window and heading for the forbidden forest.

"You forgot your broomstick," Neptunia mewed as it too freefell from the sky.

Evie shrugged indifferently, pulling out her wand and flicking her wrist, and immediately both their bodies encased in a lavender glow before they levitated in midair. "Who cares. Let's go, Neptunia. Silver's waiting."

"Um, I don't think he is," Neptunia corrected.

Evie kicked her cat before zooming off through the sky carelessly.

But nearing the forbidden forest, she paused suddenly upon closing in on a thick clump of trees. Neptunia hovered lazily next to her, floating like a duck. "What is it, Evie?"

Wordlessly, Evie flicked her wand in the direction of the forest, and Neptunia with her cat vision saw, hidden in a shadowy clearing for anyone without Evie's perfect vision, Professor Snape and Professor Quirrell. "Oh. Meow."

Evie shrugged and landed.

As she did, she heard Professor Quirrell say from afar, "...d-don't know why you wanted t-t-to meet here of all p-places, Severus..."

Was his first name seriously Severus? Evie thought to herself absently. Eh, it shouldn't really matter to me.

"Oh, I thought we'd keep this private," said Professor Snape in what Evie thought was supposed to be an icy voice, but it failed pathetically in her opinion. She really needed to teach him on how to sound menacing. "Students aren't supposed to know about the Sorcerer's Stone, after all."

Oh, really.

There was a movement in a treetop, and Evie snapped her head that way immediately. Neither Snape nor Quirrell noticed the slight movement, but Evie could make out Harry's figure deep in he treetop and smirked. Ehhhh...didn't think he was into spying.

"Have you found out how to get past that beast of Hagrid's yet?"

Are you stupid? Evie thought at Snape's demand. Put it to sleep. Easy peasy lemon squeezy. Oh, what the hell.

"B-b-but Severus, I--"

"You don't want me as your enemy, Quirrell," said Snape, taking a step towards him.

"I-I don't know what you--"

"You know perfectly well what I mean."

A sudden sharp pain shot through Evie's head, and a familiar voice rumbled through her mind.

Evie Mystic...I know you're there....

Evie froze. Then she groaned silently and pressed her fingers to her forehead. Shut up...

There. The Dark Lord had said there. Which meant he knew exactly where Evie was...which meant he was nearby...which meant he was being aided by either Quirrell or Snape.

Oh, God, no...a traitor teacher in Hogwarts when the Sorcerer's Stone was there was really bad.

Wait...why do I care?

"What did he say?" Evie asked as the pain gradually faded from her head, though she still winced, when she noticed that Snape had left the clearing, leaving Quirrell standing there in a petrified state.

"I couldn't hear exactly, but something along the lines of 'we'll have another little chat soon, when you've had time to think things over and decided where your loyalties lie.' Actually, I'm pretty sure that was it."

"I trust your memory and hearing, Neptunia," Evie said amiably.

Well, it was officially decided. Quirrell was working with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.

After Quirrell left, Harry glanced around and, not seeing Evie, hopped out of his hiding place.

Evie smirked to herself and cast on a thin casing of invisibility before creeping up behind the young wizard and giving him a push.

Harry yelled in surprise but she smirked and shredded her invisibility. "Funny seeing you here, Harry. I really didn't think you'd be one to spy on teachers."

"E-Evie? What are you doing here?" Harry said in shock.

"Did you even need to ask that?" Evie scowled. "Obviously I'm breaking the rules. But I really didn't think you'd be here; you seem like a goody-two-shoes like your friend Hermione."

"I wasn't--I was just--" Harry started to protest, but Evie cut him off.

"You know, we could be here all day while you try to come up with a decent excuse, so why don't you just spill?"

***

We-e-e-e-ell, that was all fine and dandy, Evie thought to herself as she made her way to the library. The teachers had left them a whole TON of homework in preparation for the finals, and Evie hadn't touched it. Of course, she never did her homework, but it'd take at least a good half hour to run six wands at a time over every paper and answer.

The moment she opened the door, she headed down every single aisle, looking for an open space to study.

And then she ran into someone.

Of course, the first thing out of her mouth after that incident was, "Hey, idiot, could you watch where you're going or not?"

"E-Evie!"

It was Hagrid.

Evie sighed in annoyance. "Oh, the half-ogre. What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here?" Hagrid repeated insolently. "What are you doing here?"

"Why would you care?" Evie snapped. Then she spotted the books in his hands that he was trying but failing to hide behind his back. "Dragons--you have a dragon?"

"Uh, dragon?" Hagrid repeated. "Of--of course not! It's against the rules to have a--a dragon!"

"Really?" Evie said skeptically. "I wouldn't know that. Huh. Maybe I should get one. So anyway, where's your dragon? Better yet, how did you get a dragon? Steal it?"

"Of course not! I won it!"

"Whatever, big difference. Well, dragon confirmed. I'll come by sometime and see it, but right now I have to go burn my homework."

"Don't burn your homework! Do it!"

"You really are a stupid half-ogre. What makes you think I'd do it?"

"Evie!"

Evie gave a bitter laugh and stalked off.

***

"A unicorn was killed?" Evie repeated, wrinkling her nose.

"So says Silver," Neptunia agreed. "But really, how? Unicorns are always so careful."

A pause while Silver spoke. Then Neptunia asked in a mix of horror and revolt, "Someone killed it?"

"Let me guess. Unicorn blood?" Evie suggested, tickling he feathers under her owl's chin (Pluto was perched on her shoulder daintily).

"Probably."

Evie wrinkled her nose. "Eww...sounds nasty. Well anyway, stay on guard, Silver."

"Don't get killed," Neptunia agreed. "Chances are, whoever it is might come back for more." Neptunia paused and then translated, "Silver said he will."

"Hmph. Let's go, Neptunia." Evie tossed her braid over her shoulder and stalked off, leaping into the air and heading back towards the school.

Neptunia went to follow, but before it did, it hopped lightly up the branches of a tree and leaned forward into Silver's ear to murmur, "Oh yes, Silver, be very careful. You don't want to know what would happen to Evie if you aren't."

A/N: And that's a wrap! Sorry, I know that took forever just for this short (ish) chapter. But I hope you like it, and I'll try to update more often from now on. I just don't think I can until the weekend, but we'll see how things turn out. Thanks for reading!

~Princess_Fairytale

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