Chapter 4 - Torn

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Due to the separation that Walburga had put in place between Amaryllis and Regulus, the first time they were able to talk without her watchful eye on them was once they were alone in a compartment waiting for Timothy and Corbin to join them.

"You do know you don't have to keep acting like that." Regulus said noticing that she hadn't yet shifted from the way she had carried herself when in front of his mother.

"Acting like what?" Amaryllis asked.

"Like the perfect pureblood heiress that we both know you aren't." Regulus said.

"In order to keep up appearances I must keep acting like this." Amaryllis said not looking directly at Regulus but peering out of the window of the train. "If your mother ever found out I'd strayed from what she spent months teaching me she might kick me out. I have nowhere else to go Reg."

"Amy, you can't do this to yourself." Regulus told her.

"Don't let you mother hear you call me that." She responded.

"Don't change yourself just so you fit in." He tried to convince her.

"Like you did?" She said dropping the act. "I know you never wanted to be the heir to the Black family."

"You don't know anything." He said.

"I know more than you think." She responded.

The sound of the compartment door opening stopped the conversation instantly. Amaryllis quickly returned to the act she had previously been displaying causing Regulus to sigh.

"What happened to Merrin?" Timothy asked Regulus as he stepped into the compartment.

Regulus, realising that neither Timothy nor Corbin would want to sit by Amaryllis, got up from his seat and moved over to sit next to Amaryllis.

"My mother happened." Regulus sighed. "Amy here is quiet good at twisting stories so as far as my mother is concern Amaryllis Seraphina Merrin is the last pureblooded witch from her town."

"Is your mother daft?" Timothy asked confused by the girl.

"She must be if she believes Amy's web of lies." Regulus said.

Amaryllis glared at the two boys who were talking about her. She was right there. The least they could do was address her. Although, Amaryllis assumed it was possibly another one of the stupid pureblood traditions that they had. Never speak to the girl, just about her.

At that moment Corbin opened the door and joined them in the compartment.

"Merrin?" Corbin asked when he noticed Amaryllis. "What happened to you?"

"Walburga Black happened." She said with an eye roll before Regulus could cut in. "I swear that woman is plotting something."

"Don't disrespect my mother, Merrin." Regulus told her jokingly.

"I was just stating facts, Black." She smirked.

The two of them, having been around one another all summer, had become a lot more comfortable in each other's presence. This allowed them to snap at each other in a joking manner without the other getting mad. It was strange for the other boys in the compartment as neither of them had seen dialogue such as that between two people. it just didn't happen in their families.

"Anyway, I'm going to get changed." She said as she picked up the small bag she had by her feet. "You idiots better be dressed when I get back."

They all nodded at her as she stood up and left the compartment. None of them wanted to mess now that she was becoming a younger version of Walburga Black.

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