Chapter 4 - Confrontations

The whole way up to the painting Ginny didn't say anything to me, and I sure as hell didn't feel like talking either. Okay, so maybe I was a bit rude. But you can't blame me for being upset right now. And it wasn't like that Potter guy had the right to ask me how I got here. For who was he to ask me such questions? A complete stranger, asking me for something that doesn't even concerns him in the slightest. And worst of all, questions I can't even answer for myself. Why is it actually that I was brought here? I mean, I must be brought here by someone because I couldn't have done it by myself. Could I? I guess at this point anything could've been possible.

We arrived at the painting and Ginny turned to me.

"This is it." She said. I nodded in response.

"Golden Candles" I said. The painting opened and behind it, it revealed my room. Just as I was about to enter it, Ginny's voice stopped me.

"You didn't have to be rude to Harry, you know. He didn't do anything wrong to you."

I turned around and looked her straight in the eye.

"He didn't have the right to ask me such questions. And if you agree with him then it's better for you to turn around, walk away and never talk to me again. I don't like people who try to get their noses in my business when I don't know them."

A little bit taken back by what I said, she nodded and turned around and walked away. Just as she went around the corner I heard her yell "See you at breakfast tomorrow.". I smiled and went inside my room. It was beautiful. The room was round and it looked like this was only the common room. No, I'm certain that this was my own common room. It had two comfortable sofa's, two comfy chairs, 1 big desk, a bookcase full of books, a fireplace and two doors. The room was decorated in my favourite color. Blue. More like icy blue. I loved it. I could feel myself smiling while I scanned the room. I walked over to the first door and opened it. The bathroom. If I had to describe it in one word it would be, Huge! Damn, I could live in this bathroom. Again, it was blue. It had a big bathtub in it, 2 sinks. Why it had 2 sinks, beat me. But it had. A shower and all different kinds of soap, shampoo and make-up. Just everything a girl wanted in a bathroom, it was there. Amazed I let my fingers brush the bottles of parfume, the make-up and the sink. It felt like I was living in a dream. And an amazing dream it was. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I slowly opened my eyes again and saw the bathroom before my eyes again. Slowly I walked out of it and turned towards the other door. You've guessed it already, The bedroom.

The bedroom was, just as the rest of my dorm, beautiful. Again, blue, it had a big round bed in the middle of the room, underneath a big window. And another bookcase full of books. As I looked at my left I saw yet again another door. I frowned and walked over it. I opened the door, and couldn't believe what I saw. It was a closet. A big one I might say, and have I mentioned that it was full of clothes! Muggle and Wizard clothes. It was great. Everything was in my size and it had only things that I liked. Like it just knew what I liked. It was just...magic. I sighed and went back to the bathroom. I took a quick shower and put on the biggest T-shirt I could find in my closet. I looked around one more time before I went to bed and the lights magically went off by theirselves.

My eyes fluttered open and some sunlight blinded my view. I looked around, forgetting were I was for a while. Until I remembered. Hogwarts. Right, how could I forget? I sat up and stretched my arms. Still half asleep I went to the bathroom and made myself ready for the day.

After 50 minutes of deciding what to wear and how to do my hair I was finally ready. I stood in front of the mirror and looked at my reflection. Tight jeans, but not slutty tight, a black top with a devil on it and highheel shoes. I decided to go in muggle clothing, since I wasn't a student here. So why should I adjust right? I took a deep breath and took a last look at myself.

"This is it." I whispered.

I walked outside my bedroom and climbed out of the portrait. On the way down to the Great Hall I could hear people around me whispering. Probably talking about me again, but I couldn't care less. With new found confidence I opened the door of the Great Hall. It wasn't as quiet as yesterday, but still...it was quiet. I looked around, until I spotted Ginny and walked over to her. I smiled at her, said a polite "Good morning" and sat down. I took some toast and drank some coffee. That Harry guy was sitting in front of me, staring at me. It kinda creeped me out so I turned to Ginny.

"So. Do you have any lessons today?" I asked her casually.

"Unfortunately." She replied. I smiled a little and went on.

"What kind of lessons do you get? Do you get to do magic?"

"Well, yeah. In charms, transfiguration, Defense Against the Dark Arts, but not in stuff like Potions or something. What by the way the worst subject of history is since it's been given by Professor Snape."

I raised an eyebrow. "And who is that?"

She turned to the teacher's table, "The one with the greasy hair." she pointed out.

"Oh." I wasn't really interested in this kind of things, but what can I do about it. I sighed and looked at my coffee for a while before taking a zip.

"Amar-"

"Ginny, who is that?" I heard a boy's voice interupting her. I turned around and saw a tall boy with red hair looking at me. I raised an eyebrow and went back to my coffee. Not interesting.

"That's Amara, Ron." Ginny replied.

"You mean, the girl who was rude to Harry?"

"Yes-no. Ron! She wasn't rude to Harry, Harry was being rude to her."

Getting interested by the conversation I turned around again and smiled slightly at the two redheads. Hmm, are they related? They do look a lot like each other.

"And who may you be?"

Two redheads turned their heads at me. Ginny raised and eyebrow and that Ron guy just looked at me like I was some kind of insect or something. Ok, I so don't like him right now.

"Well..." I said, walking over to them. I crossed my arms and also raised an eyebrow.

"Ron Weasley, Ginny's brother." He said while glaring at me. I narrowed my eyes a little bit and suddenly had the strong urge to hit him. But ofcourse, I hid it. I just looked him straight in the eye until he looked away, defeated. I smirked and put my hands on my hips.

"Nice meeting you, Ron." I said with venom dripping of his name. "I probably will be seeing a lot of you from now on. Oh, and didn't you have to tell me something Ginny?" I finished innoncently. I smirked again and challenged Ron with my look.

"Uh..Uh, yeah." Ginny stuttered, looking from me to her brother and back.

"Ginny, spit it."

"Professor Dumbledore told me, to tell you that you have lessons with the Gryffindor seventh years."

I looked at her in shock. "W-what? H-he, he can't let me go to school. Not this kind of school. Is the man crazy!"

"Er, well, maybe." She stuttered.

"What am I supposed to do in those lessons? I can't do magic, I don't even have a wand. What is he thinking? I don't even know where I have to go."

"You can walk with us." A bushy haired girl said. I turned to look at her and smiled a little.

"That's very nice of you."

"Hermione, are you crazy! You can't let this, this girl walk with us. She was mean to Harry."

"Ow come of it Ron. You know that isn't true." She glared at Ron who cringed a little.

"Fine." He muttered. "Let her walk with us, see if I care."

"Ron! You will be nice to her! Do you hear me. I will not tolerate you being a total jerk to a girl you don't even know. And judge her for something that you haven't even witnessed. Understand." It looked like Hermione was towering over him, even though he was a lot taller than her. Hmm, maybe she is his girlfriend. I shrugged and looked around the hall a little bit. My gaze seemed to fix itself on someone I didn't want it to. Draco Malfoy. What is it with this guy that seems to intrique me? I watched him eating his toast and telling a girl that was sitting next to him off. At least that was what it looked like. She was trying to put her arm around his waist again, but that only seemed to irritate him even more. I giggled softly and if though he felt me doing that he looked up. He saw me looking at him and glared. I stopped giggling instantly and matched his glare. What did he think he is, glaring at me like that. Ha, like that'll work on me. He raised an eyebrow when he saw that I didn't back down and smirked. I gave him one last glare and brought my attention back to the two redheads and Hermione. I sighed when I saw that they were still argueing.

"Are you guys ready to go, or are you going to stand here arguing all day?" I drawled. Now why did that sound so familiar. I mentally shrugged and decided not to think about it anymore. Suddenly my heart started to beat more loudly in my chest, my breath became slower and my stomach started to turn. All thoughts of previous events or conversations dissapeared completely out of my mind. What was happening? My vision became black and all noises vanished. I started to panick. Was I dying? Or was I unconcious? I couldn't feel my body anymore, and the only thing that seemed to be working properly was my mind. Or was it just a panick voice that was activated as soon as something like this happened. I did not know. At this point the only thing I did know was that I was scared.

A/N: I'M SORRY YOU ALL! I've just been so busy with school and my exams that I barely have time to write. Hmm...I'll try to update sooner. soooo... please don't hate me...and reviews are ALWAAAYYSSS welcome! hahaha.

With Luv, Eternally Amara