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Evangeline had been back to school for only a little while, and already had been swarmed. She half expected to see the flashing of cameras at every turn. Her and James were apparently some sort of heroes for both escaping Isabelle's wrath. Evangeline hated the feeling. Sure, she had gotten attention for her name, for other things. But she didn't want fame for this.

Evangeline walked into the Great Hall, in her Hogwarts uniform. She was fairly alone, for it was still early in the morning. A few Hufflepuffs sat at a nearby table, talking amongst themselves. When Evangeline passed, they were silent. Evangeline merely flipped her hair and ignored them. She seated herself at the empty Gryffindor table, slumping into the seat. She didn't bother getting breakfast, she merely sat there with her forehead against the cold wood of the table.

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Dean walked into the hall, early as usual. It was OWL year for him, and the teachers were already laying the homework on thick. The exams weren't even until May! Dean ran a hand through his hair, he still had not spoken to Cora. The house difference between him and his twin made it even easier to avoid her. When he spotted Evangeline, Dean made his way over to her, even if she was at the Gryffindor table. Nobody cared where you sat at breakfast anyways. "Hey," Dean said, slipping into a seat beside Eva.

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Evangeline looked up slightly, and was happy to see Dean. "Hey yourself," she replied with a soft smile. She sat the rest of the way up, cringing a bit. She was still a bit sore, but it was good to be out of the bed. Evangeline gently hugged Dean, happy to have at least some physical contact that wasn't from a stranger or member of the family. And with the rate her family had grown in recent events, it has hard to get that kind of contact. Evangeline released Dean and smiled at him once more. "How are you?" she asked curiously, placing her elbow on the table. She propped her head up with her hand, angling it so that her full attention was on Dean.

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Dean felt his face burn as Evangeline hugged him, he had certainly not been expecting that. He did, however, gingerly return her embrace, being careful as to not hurt her. "I'm okay," said Dean with a bit of a shrug. Although he had massive amounts of homework, he usually wasn't one to complain about it. Dean loved school, it gave him an excuse to spend hours alone with his work. "What about you?" asked Dean, returning the question.

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Evangeline shrugged. She had seen the blush flaring momentarily on Dean's cheeks, but said nothing. "Swamped. And tired," she replied. It seemed that she had been more and more exhausted with each passing day. There was always the possibility that she wasn't ready to come back to school. She knew that wasn't something she should be thinking about, but she couldn't help but wonder. At least she was trying, Evangeline was proud of herself for that.

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Dean nodded, he understood that Evangeline was tired, she probably hadn't regained her full stamina yet. He admired that she was still going about doing school the best that she could, Dean knew that it took a lot of effort on her part. It was only then that he realized how pretty she looked, she was softer, less rebellious-looking. Dean had found her attractive before, she was just a different kind of pretty now.

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Evangeline sighed and slumped against the table. She had been sending owls to Alex. Apparently Angel had given birth to her twins. Evangeline smiled. She was barely thirteen and she was already an aunt. It was a nice feeling. She was getting worried about her sister though. Her letters had stopped coming a few days ago, and she wouldn't be able to live with herself if her sister had been hurt by Isabelle. Evangeline needed to find out what was wrong, and fast.

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Dean helped himself to some toast, porridge, and an apple, as well as a goblet of fresh pumpkin juice. He had missed that whilst it was summer holiday, pumpkin juice wasn't exactly an item one might find in a grocery store. Having no idea as to what to say, Dean began on his breakfast, eating slowly as not to seem like a pig in front of Evangeline.

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Evangeline smelled the food on Dean's plate and felt her stomach lurch. She squirmed a little in discomfort. Her appetite was still bad. She sat up and took an apple, taking small, measured bites so as not to make herself sick. Evangeline nibbled on the apple, watching Dean taking smallish bites. She smiled offhandedly. It was quite amusing, to see a boy who's appetite should have been raging take such delicate bites. Or maybe it was just the fact James used to have strange eating habits that was making her amused by Dean's eating.

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Dean swallowed as he caught notice that Evangeline was watching him, looking almost amused. He wondered what on earth it was that he was doing, girls were so confusing to him, they might as well have been of another species. "What?" asked Dean, a bit curious to get inside of Evangeline's head, figure out what she was thinking. Dean had never really had a knack for it, but he liked to try sometimes.

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Evangeline laughed a bit, finally letting it out. "You don't need to be a neat eater around me. I have an older brother, I know how it is," she replied with a gentle smile. Evangeline took a dainty bite of the apple, making sure to chew it thoroughly before swallowing. It tasted like rubber. She swallowed a bit forcefully, coughing a bit as it struggled down her throat. She blushed a bit, then tucked her hair behind her ears to give her hands something to do.

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Dean gave a small smile, and then returned to his breakfast, eating a bit more quickly, but not by much. There really was no need to inhale all his food, he enjoyed eating it, savouring the flavours, trying to pick out the specific herbs and spices used in a particular dish. Dean wasn't the best cook in the world, but he certainly ate like one.

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Evangeline smiled gently, then continued to nibble on her apple. Eventually, she was left with just the core. She set it down on the plate in front of her gently, eventually it would be collected. Evangeline sat back and watched Dean finish. Once he was done, she looked around. She hadn't realized how early she had gotten up, for there was no one in the Great Hall for breakfast. She looked to Dean. "Do you want to go walk the grounds?"

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"Sure, that sounds good," said Dean, then took one final sip of his pumpkin juice before standing up. He normally didn't get up this early, he was more of one that came and went with the masses to meals- but he found he rather liked the quiet nature of eating breakfast before the castle had really woken for the day. Dean adjusted his robes, it felt odd to be in his uniform again.

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Evangeline took one last bite of her apple before standing up. She staggered a bit, the pace in which she had stood was a bit too fast for her liking. She leaned against Dean to regain her balance, then she took his hand. "Come on," she replied with a knowing, daring smile. Without another word, she was making her way through the throngs of people now making their way to breakfast. Every so often, she would look back at Dean, grinning.