till death do us part -regulus black (the blacks, vol. 1)

chapter 13

The first of September had finally come and at 12 Grimmauld Place, it was hectic. The teenagers were all running around the house, putting some things in their trunks last minute.

'Mum, have you seen my new book?' yelled Draco from his bedroom.

'It's on the desk beneath all your textbooks, dear,' Evangeline replied from the bottom of the stairs as she was helping Hermione bring down her trunk.

'Thanks!'

Hermione and Evangeline put the trunk in the hallway of the house.

'Why can't I come?' Sirius whined like a child.

'Because, you're classified as a fugitive, may I remind you of that?' Remus pointed out.

'That's unfair!' Sirius yelled.

'Well, Sirius, life is unfair most of the time,' Evangeline explained. 'Now, stop acting like a four-year-old who is desperately trying to have his parents buy him a new toy and go upstairs and help the boys,' Evangeline instructed her brother-in-law.

'Pfff... fine,' Sirius mumbled and ran up the stairs.

'Thanks, Eva,' Remus told the American woman.

'You're welcome,' she smiled at him and ran up the stairs herself to go and help Ginny. She ran back into the girls' bedroom and found Ginny sitting on the floor, sorting through clothing. 'You're still packing your clothes?!' Eva asked.

'No, I'm packing them for the fifth time,' Ginny argued.

'Fifth time?'

'Well, I don't know what I should put in my trunk and what I should leave here,' Ginny pointed out.

'Doesn't your trunk have an extension charm? Can't you just put them all in?' the woman asked.

'I could, but then, at Hogwarts, I would have too many clothes and I won't be able to just pick one outfit,' the redhead girl reasoned.

'Ginny, from my experience, a girl can't have too many clothes. There's always too few or plenty, but never too many,' Evangeline told Ginny in a motherly tone. 'Plus, you're fourteen, it's normal to be indecisive regarding your clothes,' the blonde pointed out.

'Were you like that, too?' Ginny asked.

'Oh, no, I was way worse,' Eva laughed. 'When we moved to London, I begged my mother to let me pack extra luggage just because I couldn't bear the thought of leaving my clothes behind,' she recalled.

'And did she let you?'

'It took a lot of convincing, but yes, she let me,' Eva admitted. 'Plus, have you seen my old closet from here?! Most of them I brought with me from 18 Grimmauld Place, but the rest Walburga got me, and I always considered I didn't have enough. Regulus' clothes only took a fifth of the closet while the other four-fifths were stocked up with mine.'

'That's a lot,' Ginny said.

'Yes, it is,' Eva admitted. 'Now, pack all your things. This way you know you'll never run out of options. Oh, and pack some of the shoes and dresses I gave you. You never know when the situation arises.'

Eva left the girls' bedroom and went to Draco's bedroom, finding Sirius and Draco talking.

'Trust me, lad, you need a leather jacket,' Sirius assured his nephew. 'The girls love it,' he added.

'Not exactly my style, uncle Padfoot,' Draco said.

'Just imagine, instead of a blazer, you rock a leather jacket. You can also try wearing leisurely clothing often. You have mine and your father's impeccable ability to draw ladies around you. Give the ladies what they want,' Sirius advised Draco, who at this point was staring at himself in the mirror, with the leather jacket on.