It was after curfew and Amaia was carefully moving about the corridors, attempting to find her way through the labyrinth that is Hogwarts. She just wanted to go hang out with you, why was the stupid castle preventing her from doing that? Even the castle hates her at this point, jeez.

Her and Arrate had a teeny falling out before school had started and, despite being the others' companion in the human world, had not attempted at repairing their friendship. While sulking on the train, you had arrived. At first, you seemed like the perfect candidate corrupt, as that was part of the mission, but she eventually decided against it. Why, you may ask? Well.. despite you being a mortal, she liked you. Not in that way, but she still liked you.

Eventually, she did manage her way out of the castle, immediately making way to your normal randezvous place, stopping a while back just to watch you. She always wondered, what if you were something like her? A sort of half-breed, that is. Of course, she would have recognized you if you were a demon as well, but you could be something else. Vampire, maybe? That'd be funny. But no, you had no burns.. maybe you were a mere mortal.

With that train of thought over, she quickly made her way down the small incline before sitting down next to you on the grass, looking out at the lake. Or you were, she was admiring you from the side.

How could you be so pretty?

Snapping herself out of those thoughts, she gently poked your shoulder, pulling your attention towards her

“Hey, princess. Miss me?”

She starts in a tease, before the smile dropped off her face,

“Uh.. you wanted to talk about something, yeah? What's up?”