𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑹𝑶𝑷𝑯𝑰𝑳𝑰𝑨

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TW: assault and unconsciousness 

The only sounds in Hogwarts hallways late at night were the light snores of the portraits occupants and the light patter of Eva's footsteps. Having taken a wrong turn, she was on the longer route to the astronomy tower. It had become an almost nightly thing; Eva going up to the tower, most often joined by Regulus. Whether their meetings were talkative or silent, they both enjoyed each others company now a days. 

Eva gasped sharply as she felt a hand wrap tightly around her throat. She felt her back roughly hit the wall and she winced in pain. Her hand shot down towards the pocket of her school robes to find her wand but her wrist was caught by another hand. Her eyes darted around in the near-darkness and she could roughly make out the silhouette of an older boy.

"Let go of me," she rasped out, finding it increasingly more difficult to breath and hence speak.

She kicked out her legs, trying to hit whomever was holding her against the wall. 

"Shh," the person hushed. "We do not want anyone to hear you."

"Just get the fuck off of me," she hissed, then feeling the older student hold their hand around her throat tighter. Eva tried to get more air, but could not get much. 

"Just be quiet for me and this will go in favor of the both of us," he spoke harshly, a smirk clear in his tone of voice. 

The person removed their hands from her throat. Eva took big gulping gasps as she bent over, trying to catch her breath.

"Already bending over for me darling?" He chuckled.

Eva gagged, feeling a great desire to vomit all over the boy. She had no time to think as both of his hands roughly grabbed both of her wrists and started to drag her over to a deserted classroom.

She harshly pulled backward, trying to get herself free, but she was no match for whomever was holding onto her. He moved his hand back to her neck which was beginning to get extremely sore. 

"I need you to behave, like I said, I want this to benefit the both of us."

She continued her persistent efforts, writhing in his grasp. Despite her desire to get herself free, she could feel herself getting much more weak. The lack of oxygen was making her feel lightheaded and she knew it would not be long before everything went dark. The last thing she wanted to do was be left alone with this boy unconscious. 

She gave one final tug, one that made her captor tumble slightly, but did not free her from his hands. 

"Fine, I can just do this here," he muttered in annoyance. 

Eva's eyes widened as the boy began to lean into her. Without a voice to use or energy to move, all she could do was weakly cower away, waiting for the inevitable. 

Just as she could feel his breath over her mouth, she heard someone cast a spell.

"Petrificus totalus," the voice yelled, and the boy holding her froze in place. 

She tumbled out of the boys grasp, gasping for air into her lungs. She felt someone shake her shoulders, but she could not help but slip into a state of unconsciousness. 

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Eva awoke with a hand clasped tightly around her mouth. Upon instinct, she reached for her wand, only revealing that she was not wearing her robe, meaning her wand was not in her possession. She immediately went to push the hand away but a familiar voice stopped her.

"Shh," Regulus hushed. "You're not supposed to be here."

Eva's body immediately relaxes at the familiarity but soon freezes as she processes Regulus' words. He slowly removed his hand from her face when he was sure she would not make any sudden noise. 

"What am I doing here," she whispered hurriedly. The bed she was in looked similar to the one found in her own dorm room, but instead of a navy a forest green, and with the smell of strong cologne.

She had realized she was laying in a bed in the Slytherin boys dorms. At the moment, she could not think of a more terrifying thing.

"Well you passed out, which I can't blame you for, probably in a state of shock or lack of oxygen," he explained. "I brought you back up into my dorm so I could watch you and make sure you were alright."

"Why didn't you just bring me to the hospital wing?"

"If I did, Madam Pomfrey would know we both were up around the castle. We would find ourselves in trouble and I don't know if I want to cross paths with an angry Eva, do I?"

She hummed softly, her breath evening out as the situation was slowly being explained to her. What hadn't been explained however, was why she was not wearing her robe and rather in someone else's shirt. A shirt that smelled an awful like the bed and very much like the boy that sat beside her.

"What happened to my clothes?" she asked quietly. 

"I changed you into one of my shirts," he explained. "I promise I did not do anything stupid, I just knew you probably would not want to wake up the same clothes you were in."

Eva's lips turned up into a small smile at Regulus' thoughtfulness. Though in the darkness, the boy could not quite tell what expressions were on her face. Instead he reached for her hand, loosely intertwining their fingers. Eva squeezed his hand tightly, assuring him that she was alright.

"So...what happened?" Regulus asked cautiously. "You do not have to tell me, I am only curious."

"Honestly, I am not too sure. I just remember someones hand on my throat. It was hard to breath and fight back against whomever was holding me. And then you came around and cast a freezing spell on him. Thank you for that by the way."

"It's not something you should thank me for, I just was doing what any morally right human should."

"But you still did it, and I am grateful."

"I am glad you're grateful, but it is really nothing. The kid is just an arse."

"You know him?" Eva asked the boy.

"Yeah, his name is Jake Evansons, a 7th year Slytherin. This is not the first time he has done something like this, but nobody wants to deal with his parents. People have tried to talk to the school, but as high-ranked purebloods, they are able to rid of rumors to keep up a good reputation for him and his family."

Eva groaned lightly, falling onto her back. She ran one hand over her face in frustration. Boys can be such idiots. Taking a deep breath she went back to trying to calm herself. 

"We should head out, you do not really want to be stuck with a bunch of cranky Slytherin boys in the morning. I can drop you off at your dorms," Regulus muttered to her softly. She nodded, letting her body move with him as he took their clasped hands to guide her out of his bed. 

She stood up and stretched out her legs, her body slightly leaning on Regulus for support. That is why she was quick to notice when Regulus froze up. Eva's hand tightened around his at his sudden movements. 

She looked up to meet the eyes of none other than Evan Rossier.

"Hey...Evan," Regulus greeted, his voice dropping into a disappointed and almost defeated tone.

"I never thought I would see the day where Regulus Black had a girl in his bed," he smirked.

"Shut up dude, it's not like that," Regulus grumbled in annoyance at his best friend.

"Her neck says otherwise," Evan chuckled, causing Eva's hand to reach for her throat. It was tender to the touch and she immediately knew there must have been a bruise left from Jake's hand. 

Regulus' eyes also went to her throat, and concern was quickly displayed on his face. It was much easier to see in the candlelight of the dorm room than the darkness of his bed.

"It wasn't Reg," she mustered lightly, causing Evans gaze to snap up to hers. 

"Hm?" he hummed in question. Regulus' eyes met Eva's, asking for confirmation to tell Evan. She squeezed his hand to say yes.

"Jake Evansons," he told the boy, his voice almost dipping into a growl. 

Evans face immediately dropped into a scowl. 

"I'm so sorry," he told Eva. "That son of a bitch." 

His stance shifted to one that was more protective, something Eva found both endearing and amusing. 

"But let me introduce myself, as I haven't before, and seeing as Reg likes you, I do to. My name is Evan Rossier, pureblood Slytherin, the over-protective brotherly-figure friend who likes to take no shits from other people and happens to be friends with Regulus Black."

"An introduction Evan, not a whole autobiography," Regulus said with a roll of his eyes.

"Well, Evan Rossier, I am Evaleigne Potter, but Eva to you, a pureblood Ravenclaw, a friend to turn to if you ever need anything, who also likes to take no shits from other people, especially boys. I also happen to be friends with Regulus Black."

Regulus watched in amusement as they both scanned each other with calculating eyes.

"I hate to break the sibling bonding time," Regulus chuckled, "but we probably have to get out of here."

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THIS CHAPTER IS SO BAD BUT I FELT LIKE I HAD TO WRITE SOMETHING (ESPECIALLY WITH ANGST+FLUFF) SO HERE: HAVE SOME CRUMBS