Nerve-Wracking (Josh)

Amethyst despised the fact that she had missed a whole year and therefore wasn't able to pass her exams and go into her Seventh Year. Now, she was forced to repeat her Sixth Year and graduate at the age of nineteen, which made the Hufflepuff very self-conscious and nervous.

She was the only one who had to go through such thing and the worst of all was her little sister. Don't get her wrong, she loved her sister to death, but reminding her over and over again of her current state was not helping the Prefect calm her nerves at all. It was enough she had the rest of her friends messing with her about it, she didn't need her sister to make it worse too!

And to add to that, most of her time was spent doing things she would never consider doing. And the reason behind that was the fact that she already knew half of the things from the previous year. She wasn't dumb, thankfully, which made every single lesson boring as hell. It was a waste of time, honestly. But she was forced to do so.

But there were always people who filled her up with the Seventh Year notes so that she would prepared. She was even considering asking the Headmaster to allow her to sit for the exams along with the other Seventh Years, in order to graduate on time, but she believed it was almost impossible. Almost.

Sighing, she found herself walking into the infamous Shrieking Shack. She was off to another adventure, since her evening hadn't been so boring in weeks.
Some Sixth Years were teasing her about her fears and she decided - very stupid of hers, may I add- to prove them wrong by spending some time in the Shrieking Shack. They even tried to force her to stay for the night, but she was a Prefect and she would never, ever, allow herself to be expelled.

"Why did I even agree to this..," the girl mumbled to herself as she made her way farther inside. She felt a chill go down her spine and for a second considered running away, but she had agreed to do this. How could she back out of it now?
She only hoped that those twats would not try to scare her.

Could she be so foolish? Yes, she could, and she hated the fact that people could manipulate her so easily. It was unfair. Just because she was a good person with a few fears and some mistakes here and there, did not mean that everyone had the right to mess about with her and make fun of her weaknesses. But here she was, in the middle of an old house, scaring herself to death.

It wasn't as if something had jumped on her. Yet. Neither did it seem that those kids had actually made a plan to scare her. She even doubted that they had come into the building. They were scared too, she knew, but that did not stop them from making her go inside. And it certainly did not stop the blonde from accepting to go in there.
It was pathetic, actually.

Amethyst was biting her lip, taking small steps every time, afraid she might step on something. Or something might appear and hurt her in some way. She was a scared young lady, and they were taking advantage of it. Like everyone had been doing her whole life. And then the memories came back.

Especially one person.

Joshua Murray.

Amy shivered at the thought and turned to look around. She thought she felt someone close to her, but she met nothing but thin air so she simply shrugged it off and turned back to roaming. She had just turned another corner, when a voice made her -literally- jump out of her skin and let out a straddled scream.

"I would have thought you'd gotten over testing your fears."

Amethyst turned around, mortified as she took a second to observe the person before her. No.Fucking.Way. Joshua Murray was standing there in all his glory, smirking down at her eyes went wide. Now the little ghosts that might be living in here seemed a lot more friendlier than before. Maybe she should of had gotten lost in the house faster.

"What the hell are you doing here?"
She wasn't going to be polite. Not with him. Ever. He had tormented her soul. Made fun of her. Destroyed every piece of self worth she had, and now he actually expected her to be sweet and respect him?
"I thought I had gotten rid of you a while back. Guess I couldn't be more wrong. Sadly." she added at last and extended her arms, forcing his body out of her face.

He was a pathetic, self centred viper. She hated him. Actually, no she didn't hate him. But she despised him a lot. Too much. But she did hate his ways. She hated how he acted, as if he was superior to others. She hated how he could have anything he wanted. How he hurt people. How he manipulated everyone. And she really hated how he managed to look so good. And most of all, she hated that he was actually making her feel attracted to him.

A small part of her, at least, was attracted. But it was caged and guarded 24/7. Amethyst didn't even know why it existed in the first place. It was probably the fact that he had that strong appearance and the way to get in your head and actually manage to melt your heart if he wanted to.
She was becoming weak when he was around.

So she told herself she hated him.

She couldn't believe it.

But he was here, and was actually informing her of the fun those jerks were having outside. It made her blood boil. How dare they make fun of her in front of Josh bloody Murray? She wanted to crawl in a corner and hide, and when she opened her eyes again. she would be in her bed and he would be far, far away. Somewhere where his attractive face and arrogant personality wouldn't have an effect on her.

She snickered at him comment about 'enjoyment', and tried to find another room, in order to avoid him. She could try at least. It wasn't like she had anywhere to go. Neither was she supposed to be or not doing something. But now that she was alone with Josh, the idea of murdering him when no one else was watching was oh so tempting. She could always claim he had an accident.

His question stopped her from whatever she was doing and she turned to look up at the obviously taller man. "Well, that is none of your business now, is it Murray?" She flashed him a smile and crossed her arms over her chest, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, and since you so kindly decided to keep me company, what do you have in mind? I am open to suggestions, actually."

Git. Amethyst had to roll her eyes at his every move. Why did he have to be like that? Why couldn't he be a sweet guy that someone could have an interesting conversation with, without him judging everything and everyone. Why did he have to be Joshua Murray?

It sounded like a Shakespeare play, but it was the truth. With his good looks and brain, he could be everything a girl wanted. But his personality was destroying every little good thing she could see in him, and it was, to say the least, annoying! Not that this stopped him from being everything a girl wanted, but it did stop her from actually expressing her feeling.

What feelings?

She didn't have any feelings for him and she had to believe that before it was too late. She just couldn't throw herself into another self destructive relationship. Or anything that could actually bring her down to depression. She was too good for this world, really.

But the way he kept reminding her, oh so kindly, about how idiotic she was being, wasn't helping with it. She wanted to just strangle him in his sleep. Or maybe while he was awake it didn't matter. Though the latter would be impossible with that body of his. Not to mention the height.

At his reply, she had to raise an eyebrow and let out a small laugh.
"Of course you are not here to keep me company. Why would I want such a pathetic presence to keep me company, hm?"
She turned her back to him once again then added.
"And stop this verbal harassment. Doesn't suit your face. And since I am stuck with it, I would prefer it if you were silent. Or dead. Works either way for me."

She didn't even bother answering his question about what she wanted to do. She didn't know.
Stay away from you, she thought but then took it back. If he shut his mouth, she could at least enjoy his handsome face without having to worry about him saying anything about it.