"Cd's!" said Draco as he pulled out a few cd's from Amethyst's trunk.
"Yeah I love music!" said Amethyst as she arranged her clothes in the wardrobe and standing back to see if it all fitted." Hey Draco I think I may need another wardrobe."
"Yeah sure, I'll get the elves to fit one in your room in the morning.- Christina Aguilera?" said Draco as he read the cover of a cd.He had been helping her set out her stuff. "You listen to muggles?"
"She's a witch dumbass." said Amethyst smiling.
"Oh right, my mistake." he grinned. "Does she ever bother wearing clothes- not that I mind I mean she is hot stuff-"
Amethyst pulled the cd's out of Draco's hands and shook her head muttering "Boys!"
Draco grinned again. "Anything else left to unpack?"
"No, almost everything is done." she put her cd's down on her dressing table. "What time is it?"
"WOAH!" said Draco checking his watch in alarm and getting to his feet. "Its 3 in the morning! I better go get some sleep. We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow."
"Yeah your right." said Amethyst smiling. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight." replied Draco as he left for his bedroom.
She shut her bedroom door and turned round and lent her back against it. She stared dreamily up at the ceiling smiling. She hadn't expected a warm welcome, she had expected to be feared. She had not expected to make any friends. Draco was such a nice guy. She knew she liked him. She knew that they would get along. She smiled again and spoke. "Friends." She said remembering.
"Friends?"
Amethyst snapped out of her dreamy state. Her smile vanished. "Father?" she whispered.
She walked to the dressing table. On it lay her favorite possession.
A silver hand mirror. The glass has silver serpents around it with rubies for eyes. The handle had 'AMETHYST.' engraved into it in swirly writing. It was a very beautiful mirror given to Amethyst on her eleventh birthday by her father. It had been left beside her bed along with several other gifts on it was a note. 'A beautiful mirror, only for the most beautiful of reflections.'
She lifted up and looked into the glass. Her lavender eyes looked back at her.
"Father?"
Her reflection began to swirl round and round.....a pair of red eyes looked back at her now. With slits for nostrils, red demonic eyes, chalk white skeletal face. Her father looked back at her now.
"Hello Child."
"Father." Amethyst looked down at her feet the mirror still held in front of her face.
"So you've made a friend?" he did not sound pleased. "Friends?" he mocked what Draco had said. "Not even a day has passed and you are losing track of the mission Amethyst!"
"I-"
"Repeat to me what you said before you left!"
"That I wouldn't fail you father."
"Precisely! Do not do anything stupid. The Malfoy boy is a liability. All of them are fools. do not get distracted by them."
"Yes father."
"From this point I do not want to hear you say anything more than necessary to anyone until you reach Hogwarts. Am I understood?"
"Yes father."
"Good." his lips curled. "There is an attack tonight child, at the ministry. I have sent some of my deatheaters they know you are coming. You know what to do-your orders are strict Amethyst."
"Yes Father."
"Remember. You must not show your face."
"I do Father."
The reflection of Voldermort swirled round and Amethyst's reflection materialised where it had been.
She sighed slowly and went to the wardrobe to change.
"Strict orders." She repeated.
"Yeah I love music!" said Amethyst as she arranged her clothes in the wardrobe and standing back to see if it all fitted." Hey Draco I think I may need another wardrobe."
"Yeah sure, I'll get the elves to fit one in your room in the morning.- Christina Aguilera?" said Draco as he read the cover of a cd.He had been helping her set out her stuff. "You listen to muggles?"
"She's a witch dumbass." said Amethyst smiling.
"Oh right, my mistake." he grinned. "Does she ever bother wearing clothes- not that I mind I mean she is hot stuff-"
Amethyst pulled the cd's out of Draco's hands and shook her head muttering "Boys!"
Draco grinned again. "Anything else left to unpack?"
"No, almost everything is done." she put her cd's down on her dressing table. "What time is it?"
"WOAH!" said Draco checking his watch in alarm and getting to his feet. "Its 3 in the morning! I better go get some sleep. We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow."
"Yeah your right." said Amethyst smiling. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight." replied Draco as he left for his bedroom.
She shut her bedroom door and turned round and lent her back against it. She stared dreamily up at the ceiling smiling. She hadn't expected a warm welcome, she had expected to be feared. She had not expected to make any friends. Draco was such a nice guy. She knew she liked him. She knew that they would get along. She smiled again and spoke. "Friends." She said remembering.
"Friends?"
Amethyst snapped out of her dreamy state. Her smile vanished. "Father?" she whispered.
She walked to the dressing table. On it lay her favorite possession.
A silver hand mirror. The glass has silver serpents around it with rubies for eyes. The handle had 'AMETHYST.' engraved into it in swirly writing. It was a very beautiful mirror given to Amethyst on her eleventh birthday by her father. It had been left beside her bed along with several other gifts on it was a note. 'A beautiful mirror, only for the most beautiful of reflections.'
She lifted up and looked into the glass. Her lavender eyes looked back at her.
"Father?"
Her reflection began to swirl round and round.....a pair of red eyes looked back at her now. With slits for nostrils, red demonic eyes, chalk white skeletal face. Her father looked back at her now.
"Hello Child."
"Father." Amethyst looked down at her feet the mirror still held in front of her face.
"So you've made a friend?" he did not sound pleased. "Friends?" he mocked what Draco had said. "Not even a day has passed and you are losing track of the mission Amethyst!"
"I-"
"Repeat to me what you said before you left!"
"That I wouldn't fail you father."
"Precisely! Do not do anything stupid. The Malfoy boy is a liability. All of them are fools. do not get distracted by them."
"Yes father."
"From this point I do not want to hear you say anything more than necessary to anyone until you reach Hogwarts. Am I understood?"
"Yes father."
"Good." his lips curled. "There is an attack tonight child, at the ministry. I have sent some of my deatheaters they know you are coming. You know what to do-your orders are strict Amethyst."
"Yes Father."
"Remember. You must not show your face."
"I do Father."
The reflection of Voldermort swirled round and Amethyst's reflection materialised where it had been.
She sighed slowly and went to the wardrobe to change.
"Strict orders." She repeated.