"Err.Hi?" said Draco nervously looking up at her face.
She was frowning. "Do you always hide in the cupboard of all your guests or am I an exception?!" she asked angrily putting her hands on her hips. "Get up!"
Draco scrambled to his feet and looked at her. She did NOT look happy.
"Sorry.I was just ummm..."
"Hoping I had my kit off?"
Draco felt his face heating up. He never went red just pale pink, but that still stood up against his pale complexion.
"No! I...I was just um." he glanced at the cupboard. "Checking the cupboard was in good condition." He said unconvincingly
"Yeah sure." She turned away from him and went back to her trunk and began taking clothes out of it and piling them neatly next to the trunk. "So what's your name again?" she asked still not looking at him.
"Draco." Said Draco. "Ummm.my lady.err.Miss Riddle.umm-"
"Call me Amethyst."
"Okay, Amethyst, why are you here?"
She turned round to him. "I have been sent by my father."
"You're a Deatheater?"
"No." she said. Amethyst put out her hand and pointed it towards her pile of clothes. She then swept her hand towards the open cupboard behind Draco.
The clothes flew out of their pile and arranged themselves neatly in the cupboard.
Draco's jaw dropped. "How did you do that?!"
"I learnt how to do it."
"How? I mean its not p-"
"Its and ancient method called 'Magikamain' its very difficult to learn but I've mastered it."
"So you can do everything I can do with a wand with just your hands?"
Amethyst smiled slightly. "Draco you can hardly do anything with a wand compared to me."
Draco scowled. "You know what I mean."
"Don't get all pissy about it I was just joking." Amethyst smiled returning to her trunk. To continue unpacking. "Yeah I can do everything and anything- except one thing." She frowned and sat down on the bed.
"What?"
She took a deep breath and spoke. "Avada Kedarva."
Draco gulped. "The.the.killing spell?"
"Yeah. My hands just don't have enough power.."
Draco looked uneasily at her. "You mean you actually use those spells."
Amethyst turned and looked at Draco as if he was mad. "Yeah of course. I mean I haven't actually killed anyone with it but I can still use those spells."
"You kill people?" Draco was amazed that Amethyst was talking about this as if was something everyone did.
"No, I haven't.- didn't you hear me- But I do use the other unforgivable curses."
Draco gulped again. "On what-who?"
"People, Witches and Wizards. My father sends me to get information sometimes from our enemies- and well they don't exactly spill easy."
Draco nodded. "So you are a Deatheater."
"No.-I told you already- I am not."
"So you're his servant?"
"I am nobody's servant. I am his daughter." She said sternly. "Okay lets stop this conversation now."
Draco nodded as Amethyst continued unpacking her trunk and magically fitting her clothes into the cupboard.
"So how long are you here for?"
"I'm going to Hogwarts with you."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Do you have many friends there?"
"Yeah loads."
"Any girlfriend?"
Draco looked at Amethyst who was grinning slyly.
Draco grinned back. "Why? You asking me out?"
"Don't even think about it Malfoy. I'm way outta your league."
"Yeah right!" he grinned. "Not at the moment I dumped my last one before summer started."
"Why?"
"She got a bit boring."
"Yeah right. I bet she dumped you."
"No!" said Draco as Amethyst laughed. She had a very sweet sounding laugh. She looked amazing when she laughed. He seemed to like her. She didn't seem anything like the cold blooded twisted Deatheaters like his father.
"You know, you really don't seem like the torturing killing type."
She smiled. "People are never what the seem Draco."
"Yeah." he smiled. "So do I have to call you my lady?"
"No, call me Amethyst cos I guess we're friends."
"Yeah okay Friends."
She was frowning. "Do you always hide in the cupboard of all your guests or am I an exception?!" she asked angrily putting her hands on her hips. "Get up!"
Draco scrambled to his feet and looked at her. She did NOT look happy.
"Sorry.I was just ummm..."
"Hoping I had my kit off?"
Draco felt his face heating up. He never went red just pale pink, but that still stood up against his pale complexion.
"No! I...I was just um." he glanced at the cupboard. "Checking the cupboard was in good condition." He said unconvincingly
"Yeah sure." She turned away from him and went back to her trunk and began taking clothes out of it and piling them neatly next to the trunk. "So what's your name again?" she asked still not looking at him.
"Draco." Said Draco. "Ummm.my lady.err.Miss Riddle.umm-"
"Call me Amethyst."
"Okay, Amethyst, why are you here?"
She turned round to him. "I have been sent by my father."
"You're a Deatheater?"
"No." she said. Amethyst put out her hand and pointed it towards her pile of clothes. She then swept her hand towards the open cupboard behind Draco.
The clothes flew out of their pile and arranged themselves neatly in the cupboard.
Draco's jaw dropped. "How did you do that?!"
"I learnt how to do it."
"How? I mean its not p-"
"Its and ancient method called 'Magikamain' its very difficult to learn but I've mastered it."
"So you can do everything I can do with a wand with just your hands?"
Amethyst smiled slightly. "Draco you can hardly do anything with a wand compared to me."
Draco scowled. "You know what I mean."
"Don't get all pissy about it I was just joking." Amethyst smiled returning to her trunk. To continue unpacking. "Yeah I can do everything and anything- except one thing." She frowned and sat down on the bed.
"What?"
She took a deep breath and spoke. "Avada Kedarva."
Draco gulped. "The.the.killing spell?"
"Yeah. My hands just don't have enough power.."
Draco looked uneasily at her. "You mean you actually use those spells."
Amethyst turned and looked at Draco as if he was mad. "Yeah of course. I mean I haven't actually killed anyone with it but I can still use those spells."
"You kill people?" Draco was amazed that Amethyst was talking about this as if was something everyone did.
"No, I haven't.- didn't you hear me- But I do use the other unforgivable curses."
Draco gulped again. "On what-who?"
"People, Witches and Wizards. My father sends me to get information sometimes from our enemies- and well they don't exactly spill easy."
Draco nodded. "So you are a Deatheater."
"No.-I told you already- I am not."
"So you're his servant?"
"I am nobody's servant. I am his daughter." She said sternly. "Okay lets stop this conversation now."
Draco nodded as Amethyst continued unpacking her trunk and magically fitting her clothes into the cupboard.
"So how long are you here for?"
"I'm going to Hogwarts with you."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Do you have many friends there?"
"Yeah loads."
"Any girlfriend?"
Draco looked at Amethyst who was grinning slyly.
Draco grinned back. "Why? You asking me out?"
"Don't even think about it Malfoy. I'm way outta your league."
"Yeah right!" he grinned. "Not at the moment I dumped my last one before summer started."
"Why?"
"She got a bit boring."
"Yeah right. I bet she dumped you."
"No!" said Draco as Amethyst laughed. She had a very sweet sounding laugh. She looked amazing when she laughed. He seemed to like her. She didn't seem anything like the cold blooded twisted Deatheaters like his father.
"You know, you really don't seem like the torturing killing type."
She smiled. "People are never what the seem Draco."
"Yeah." he smiled. "So do I have to call you my lady?"
"No, call me Amethyst cos I guess we're friends."
"Yeah okay Friends."