After about two movies, and halfway through a third, Draco fell asleep. After what seemed hours had passed, he heard laughing just outside the home theatre door and sat up, to see the credits rolling across the screen.

"I missed the freaking movie!" Draco grabbed the remote and went back a few chapters.

He heard the footsteps coming down the hallway, in his direction.

"We're home Draco!" Narcissa called.

"I noticed…" he said sarcastically to himself.

"If you don't mind Mrs. Malfoy, I'll just floo home."

"Oh nonsense. Your mother said you can stay the night."

"Thanks Mrs. Malfoy. I'll just take my stuff up then…"

Narcissa grabbed Amera's arm and stopped her.

"Draco! Come take Amera's shopping for her!"

"You'd swear we never had house-elves…" Draco muttered.

He got up reluctantly, and went back to the entrance hall. Without a word, he picked up Amera's shopping bags and went upstairs to the spare room. They walked down a long passage lined with paintings, till Draco stopped and turned into a room.

"Here." he put the shopping bags down on the bed and made to leave.

"You're not like this Draco…or have you changed so much since I've been gone?" said Amera in a plain voice.

Draco turned around, and wanted to say something nasty back, but he saw Amera had a weird look on her face, one he couldn't understand. She ran her hand over the duvet before she sat down.

"I have changed Amera. I grew up." said Draco, not entirely sure how it came across.

"Grew up…interesting." she said again plainly.

Draco didn't understand how she was acting. Maybe it was that foreign school she went to, teaching her how not to be herself.

"Dinner's at half past seven." he said shortly and stepped out the room.

Draco stood outside the door for a while, Amera gave him the worst chills, but he wasn't sure what it was from. He shook his head again and went to his room. No use watching any more movies, he would be interrupted again. He lay down on his green duvet, with his head buried in his pillow. Why did Amera have to come back now, just when he was getting on with his life? She pretended to be so friendly, she was so pretty and yet, also harsh when she wanted to be. Luckily the cool satin if his green pillow was soothing, a little too soothing, as he soon feel asleep again. After what seemed again like hours, someone came and woke him.

"Draco, it's time for dinner." his mother's voice came across his ears softly.

Draco lifted his head and looked at the clock, which showed a glowing red 19:26.

"I'll be down in a second. Let me just change my shirt."

He heard the door click close and sat up on his bed. He ran his fingers roughly through his hair and went to his walk-through-wardrobe for a shirt. Right on top of his shirts was a new shirt, with a slogan printed on it in graffiti.

"What is this?"

He pulled out the shirt and unfolded it, the slogan said: Slytherin Prince.

"Mum wouldn't buy me this…" he thought, but it was green so he just put it on.

He went down stairs, and went to the daily dining hall. Only his mother and Amera were sitting there, with two empty seats left.

"Where's Mr. Malfoy?" Amera asked Narcissa before Draco sat down next to his mother.

"He owled earlier saying he had some important business to attend to in London. He'll only be back in a few days time."

Draco smiled, what a good cover-up story. Amera probably didn't hear the news wherever she was that Lucius was in Azkaban. Amera gave a heavy sigh and looked at Narcissa.

"I always seem to just miss Mr. Malfoy. Funny isn't it?" said Amera.

"Important business my dear, you'll see him again one day."

Amera nodded and then there was silence again. Draco thought to himself, his mother knew immediately that this girl was Amera when she saw her, but yet Draco had never seen a picture of her since she was nine.

"I see you're wearing the shirt I bought you." said Narcissa.

Draco was taking a sip of pumpkin juice when she said this, and nearly choked on a mouthful.

"You bought me this?" he said quickly between breaths of air.

"Yes, with a little help from my assistant shopper…" Narcissa smiled.

Amera gave a small bow with half a giggle, knowing why Draco had been so shocked.

"I insisted on it, seen as though it's so accurate…Your mother said you're a Slytherin…whatever that is…" she said with a cheeky smile.

Draco half laughed at himself, seeing that his new shirt was full of pumpkin juice.

"You messy child…" Narcissa took her wand out and gave it a flick, which cleaned up the pumpkin juice.

It wasn't long after that when dinner popped onto the table. Nothing was said during dinner, as it always was so in the Malfoy house. When dinner was done, Narcissa bade them farewell to go to her bedroom. Draco and Amera sat across from each other, looking at anything but each other.

"I was watching a movie when you two came home." said Draco abruptly.

Amera looked at him suddenly, and then Draco looked at her then away again.

"I was gonna watch it again now. You're welcome to join me if you want." Draco was surprised that he could so friendly, even after she was horrible to him.

"Sure, haven't got anything else to do."

And so they went to the home theatre. Draco put in the movie again and pressed play. There were three rows of seats, Draco was in the front and Amera was in the middle row. The back row consisted of two three-seater couches and the other rows were single chairs.

"Ready?" Draco asked.

"Press the button already!" said Amera jokingly.

The movie had barely started when Draco realised he didn't really like this movie, that's why he fell asleep.

"You haven't spoken in ages…talk about something…" Draco thought to himself.

Draco turned in his seat to look at Amera sitting behind him. They were already over the tiff that happened this afternoon, and no grudges were held. Amera was watching the movie intently, but the second she saw Draco staring at her, she stopped watching.

"Anything you wanted to ask?" said Amera, looking down at Draco in the front row.

"I don't really like this movie…do you?"

"Actually, I've seen it about seven times. I'm really sick of it."

Draco nodded, and turned more in his seat to look at Amera.

"So…uhm…when did you get back?"

"Only about a week ago. I decided its way to far to stay away from my mom. But I did have holidays every now and again, I'm sorry I didn't come to see you."

Draco nodded, and listened to every word she said, but somehow he was still angry with her.

"Something wrong Draco? You look a little…off." Amera asked.

Draco straightened his face instantly, and tried to forget why he was angry at Amera.

"So where did you go?" he asked again.

"Went to a school in Greenland. It was cold, but I must admit that it was amazing. I'll miss it …" Amera sighed with the last note.

"Which school did you go to?"

"Frozbergen Academy of Enchantment. It was beautiful; it was an upside down castle underneath a glacier. No place like it."

Draco had no idea what it was like to like a school so much, so he said nothing.

"And you're not going there anymore?"

"No, it's way too far from home. Going to Hogwarts this year"

"You're going to Hogwarts?"

"Yes…"

"Cool…"

"You know of it?" asked Amera

"Sure. Everyone knows about Hogwarts." Draco lied.

They spoke other things for about another hour, while the movie was still playing. When it ended, they went up stairs to bed. As they were walking up the stairs, Draco said something to Amera.

"Can I be totally honest with you?" Draco asked.

"Sure…"

"When I first saw you this morning, I had no idea who you were, I thought you were another spoilt brat, but really, you didn't turn out that bad."

"Well thanks Draco…" Amera replied, not sure if it was a compliment or an insult.

"Well goodnight, see you tomorrow."

"Goodnight Draco." Amera smiled and closed her door behind her.

"Pst…"

"What…"

"Psst…"

"WHAT?" Draco sat up suddenly in his bed and saw Amera standing next to his bed, fully dressed, while he was only in his boxers.

"Oh uhm… I did knock; I swear" Amera turned around suddenly.

Draco went to his wardrobe and took out a shirt, pulling it over his head. He looked at the clock, which glowed 08:54.

"What is it that couldn't wait just an hour?" he yawned.

"I'm flooing home now, I thought I told you last night…"

Draco had totally forgotten that Amera was going home right now.

"Aww damn I forgot! As in now?"

"As in now …" Amera held up her many bags of shopping and bobbed them up and down.

"Let me just get dressed, I'll be there in a second."

Draco went back to his wardrobe and pulled on a pair of jeans over his boxers. He ran down stairs, to find Amera standing in front of the fireplace with Narcissa standing next to her with a handful of Floo powder.

"Just in time Draco…" said Narcissa.

Draco didn't really know what to do now that he was saying goodbye to Amera once again.

"Well I'll see you again I guess…"

"For sure…" Amera smiled.

Narcissa threw the handful of fire into the grate and there was a flash of green flames. Amera stood in them and said:

"5 Privet drive, Surrey." and in a flash she was gone.

Narcissa looked at Draco, who still stood looking lost in the middle of the room.

"She's coming again next week so we can go shopping for her sister." Narcissa answered his unasked question.

"I didn't say anything. I'm going back to bed."

Draco stomped back up stairs, and flopped down onto his bed. He frowned and pulled his satin duvet over his head, trying not to think that he didn't even say goodbye properly. For once, someone back chatted him, he didn't mind, then in the end of the day everything was fine, a rekindled friendship.