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Evan looked up at her, and really took her in. She was beautiful - but the boy had no feelings towards her (as expected), they would come he told himself, one day. Evan licked his lips, “I was thinking of telling my parents I should do my apprenticeship with the Minister of Magic first before we get married, push it back by year,” he explained. “I mean it would be best if I had an actual job, I know we have our parents money but... I’d like to be able to support us myself, at least marginally,” he said, scratching the back of his. “I suppose you’ll want work too? Unless you didn’t want to...”

Evan thought for a moment, before shaking his head. “Not that I know of,” he replied, pulling one of the ingredients, from the shelve. “Not a bad choice, as distractions,” he mused, turning to stare at the brunette. “Talk to me,” he said suddenly. “No one understand our world the way I do,” he replied, examining a potions bottle in front of him. “Does it have anything to do with the end of year quickly approaching?” he asked.

Evan frowned. “Good?” he said. “Clearly if I wanted your Diggory, I would have made it known ” he said, packing the rest of his books away before heading for his next class. “Besides, I too have an ‘a’ in this class,” he added, refusing to be beaten by a Hufflepuff no less - he could just imagine telling his father he was working with one of them... he’d have a fit no doubt. “No, it’s best I just do it as a matter of fact, think you keep your trap shut about it and not let it get back to the professor we all know you Hufflepuff’s are bad liars.”

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            “  really  now ?  hiding  behind  a  suit  of  armour ?  that’s  something  a  first  year  would  try .  here ,  we’re  only  ten  minutes  past  curfew ,  what  say  you  keep  me  company  while  i  walk  you  back  to  where  you  ought  to  be  and  this  never  happened ?  ”

“Yeah I wasn’t hiding, I’m waiting for someone... so why don’t go try that bit on an actually first year Crouch,” Evan replied, not moving from where he was currently leaning against the wall, arms crossed tightly against his chest. “I would say it was a pleasure but...”

// OPEN STARTER;;                                                                                                 “ what are you looking at? “

Evan let out a slight breath through his nose, “easy their Tiger. I wasn’t look at you, I was looking at the sixith year behind you who I’m going to get with later,” he said. “What’s got your knickers in a twist?”

“yeah so uh, i guess we’re paired together for this herbology assignment.” amos says knowing that he had %110 zoned out for a majority of the lecture which he now regrets. he really should stop zoning out during these lectures because it tends to bite him in the ass afterwards. “uh… do you remember what the professor had said? i really wasn’t paying attention.” he says awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck and smiling sheepishly at the other. lately amos has really been drifting off in class which was rare for him considering that he had always been on top of everything. but there recently has been a lot on his mind and it was finally starting to show. “uh, i can help us split everything up equally if you catch me up with everything.” he offered staring down at the materials in front of them.

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Evan rolled his eyes, tuning Amos out. Why the hell had he even taken herbology? He loathed the subject, but his mother had insisted he take it, and he denied her very little if anything. Evan grabbed his book, turning to face the other boy. Despite being in the same year, they’d had very little contact with each other. “Look,” he started. “You clearly weren’t paying attention, and I have to keep my straight ‘a’ record in every class and I can’t be bothered to explain it to you - so I’ll do the work, and put both our names on it and all you have to do is pretend you were involved,” He said has a matter of fact. “Got it?”

“oh good. you’ve decided to show.” she said plainly, putting the bottles in her hands back on the shelf. “I’ve been here for hours sorting this mess. slugnorn said someone would help but I expected you to be on time, or is that not a concept one was taught?”

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Evan rolled his eyes, “I showed up didn’t I?” he said, stepping forward to stand beside her.  The boy poked her shoulder. “I was a little preoccupied with a sixth year Slytherin,” he said throwing her a wink. “Might as well have fun before we graduate and I’m married.”

Evan laughed, “not likely,” he said, shaking his head. “But hey if you’re into it, I’m sure I could get onboard,” he said shamelessly flirting. What could he say, when it came to the brunette it came quite easily. “I come prepared, this isn’t my first sleepless night.” Evan had suffered from insomnia, for as long as he could remember. It was hard shutting your brain off, when there was so much chaos going on around you. “Do you want some?” he offered, knowing it was the only thing that helped him at least. He bit his lip, “care to share, wont tell i soul I swear.”

Evan nodded. “Yeah,” he said, letting the end of the word linger in his lips. “Sometimes when I can’t sleep, I come in here and have a cup of tea,” he explained. “Since you’re here though,” he added, “I thought maybe we should talk.” Evan doesn’t think it gets more awkward than having a conservation with your future wife, the one he’d only ever spoked a handful of words in the entire time they’ve been at school together - seven whole years. “School will soon be over, and their are expectations,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck.

Evan crossed his arms against his chest tightly. The boy laughed, “if my father could hear you talk, you’d already have lost your tongue.” It wasn’t a threat, it was a matter of fact. His father did not take kindly to disrespect towards his family in any capacity. “By all means, make your cup of tea, and be on your way,” he said with a shrug. “Be sure to have the elves do it for you, wouldn’t want you to spill hot water on yourself.”

Evan smirked, “be-careful, I’ll wash your mouth out with soap,” he teased, making a tsking sound, as he took another sip of his tea. He smiled at the girl with a fondness, he shrugged, “if it gets too bad, I have some dreamless sleep in my bag that’ll do just the trick,” he said, letting out a tired sigh.  “Thanks love, but I’m okay. I’ve never been one for midnight snacking,” he said patting the seat beside him. “Come on sit, what you doing wondering the halls this late?” he asked, wondering if something was wrong.

“... no wait,” Evan said, calling the girl back. He had been avoiding Celia, which perhaps had created more problems than it had solved. The girl after all was dating Potter, not to mention the fact that he wasn’t sure she even wanted to speak to him and Evan wasn’t the sort of person to push himself onto anyone... even if it was his future wife. “Sit,” he ordered, “please,” tacking on the word at the end. Evan rubbed the tiredness from his eyes, grabbing his mug and taking another sip of his tea.

Evan raised a brow, Rosy? “Don’t call me that again,” he said dryly, taking another sip of his tea - to be honest he didn’t care enough to defend himself. “You came all the way down here to return a spoon? If you’d just left it on your dresser the elves would have taken it back to the kitchen,” he said as a matter of fact. “Leave the spoon and run along, the kitchen is preoccupied.” 

Isn’t that EVAN ROSIER? yeah that is them, sitting there at the SLYTHERIN table with those other SEVENTH years. when sybill looks into that crystal ball of hers, she sees cigarette smoke, blood stains, bruised knuckles, unanswered texts, restless nights and whisky stains. anyway i’ve heard they’re pretty ARROGANT, INTOLERANT, and DECEITFUL. apparently they’re a VENIT TEMPESTAS/DEATH EATER and PUREBLOOD but i’m sure that’s not related.