𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 | ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝟚 𝕠𝕗 ' 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕙𝕖 ' HIATUS

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" You think Malfoy's a death eater?" asked Eurielle slowly to a wide-eyed Harry.

The four all sat in the kitchen at Grimmauld, deciding to stay the night with Sirius who was very happy for the company. The trio had just finished telling Eurielle what they had seen and heard inside of Borgin and Burkes when they followed Draco.

She had pretended not to notice them leave but in all honesty, she had seen them and had just not wanted to become involved, " God I need a drink," she huffed shutting the door to the kitchen and dragging a chair over to a shelf.

She snatched a tall blue bottle and popped the cork, " Okay so in all honesty I wouldn't be surprised, with all the wild shite that's been going down," she quipped before taking a sip, feeling the Vodka slither down her throat, leaving a warm feeling in its wake, " Ugh," she said reading the bottle, " That tastes like- oh. . . oh, there it is,"

Hermione's nose scrunched up and she scoffed, " Really!" she huffed.

Eurielle took another swig and grinned at Ron's curious face, " A few sips won't kill us," she said handing the bottle to Ron who looked unsure, " Don't feel obligated, I know you're curious."

Harry nodded frantically, " See! Ellie says it's possible!" he said to Hermione who was watching Ron with narrowed eyes.

The group then turned to see the tall redhead take a sip only to spit it out onto the floor, " It tastes like rubbing alcohol!" he sputtered.

Eurielle snatched it from him before throwing her head back with the bottle to her lips, " It's the feeling," she sighed before closing it and putting it back on the shelf.

" But yes Harry it was suspicious, but honestly it could have been a number of things," said Hermione reasonably, to which Ron nodded.

Harry let out a huff and turned to Eurielle for support. She looked between the three and sighed, " Could Malfoy be a death eater? Totally. Could he just be doing something else? Totally. I'm just keeping an open mind about the whole thing. "

Hermione gave Eurielle a pointed look as if to say ' Don't encourage him.' But she blew it off, " Look, let's just chill out, knock back a few butterbeers and play Life with Sirius, he's going through this phase where he wants to play muggle board games and I've been kicking his ass so I'm just trying to add another tally next to my name."

Suddenly the door slammed open and Ron stood upright as a soldier would, it was obvious he had a guilty conscious from the sip of Vodka he had.

The four turned to see a wide-eyed Tonks. She had bags under her eyes and her hair was a mousy brown, and she looked very much like Andromeda, " Wotcher," she said with a forced smile before heading over to the fridge and grabbing one of Sirius's wine coolers and heading out of the room.

-

Evelyn stared out of the window and looked around the room. Something had happened to a few of her plants, but she didn't know what. She knew she had taken care of them so for them to up and die like that made no sense to her, she was even missing her favorite blue pot.

When was the last time she had been outside?

She glanced back at the parchment in front of her and grabbed the quill before dipping it in ink. She drew a simple flower and smiled.

-

Eurielle packed her trunk and made sure to get Sirius to shrink some books for her. She closed the heavy top and latched it shut before making her way downstairs and into the parlor where Remus and Sirius sat talking.

They turned to her when she entered and the werewolf smiled, " You done packing then, Ellie?"

The teenager nodded, " Yeah, I was going to head over to WWW if that's alright," she added as an afterthought, feeling a twinge of guilt at the memory of disappearing for hours the other week.