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Double trouble w/Amethyst Castillo

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Isla was having a good time... for once.

For thirty minutes straight, she had been changing her looks, switching things like her nose, eyes, and hair. Isla didn’t remember when it had occurred to her to prank fellow students, but seeing so many surprised faces in front of her helped her lose track of time.

Searching the crowd for her next target, Isla was looking for someone focused enough to become a victim. She noticed a group of students not far away from her.

Good.

After making an instant change in her hair, she altered her face and moved her head relaxedly. She pretended that she was unaware of confused looks directed at her.

Then she spotted someone eyeing her with a grin on their face.

Not confusion. Not suspicion.

Amusement.

Isla smirked upon realizing that there was someone who shared her pleasure from what she was doing.

“Wow, you are either impressed or trying to plot a way to ruin all my fun,” she said, moving closer. "So which is the one you plan on doing, chérie?" she added, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.
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Double trouble w/Amethyst Castillo
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date: May 25, 2026
location: Corridors

Arresto Momentum. A spell Amethyst had no use for in her life.
Rarely did she ever live a moment she would covet to relive. Aware of every moment that drifted by all Amethyst wanted was to pace her life.
Somewhere far away from Charms' class, she leaned against the wall; eyes discerning every being that materialized in the corridor. The Slytherin pondered purposelessly over the spell taught to her in class. Duelling, mayhap, but not something she was quite fond of.
She fixed her robes with her right hand, other busy twirling her hornbeam wand around her fingertips.
That was when her eyes locked with a morphing figure.
Riveting.
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Her gaze followed the girl, now questionably a young lad -- confusing a group of first years. The boy she had decided to look like, had tears pooling in his eyes as his peers refused to believe that he was the real deal.
Amethyst's stance shifted to the slightest, her posture upright in the hope of catching more of the drama.
The Metamorphmagus went from group to group, repeating her shenanigans and the Slytherin made sure to relish it.
A small smirk played on her face, intrigued, very much engrossed in the show unfolding itself in front of her.
And then the movement happened, the said girl, now back to her original self, stood in front of Amethyst.
Too close. But she did not let herself be bothered by the lack of private space. Her vicious grin deepened hearing the interesting girl's question. "I will let you speculate my reactions and come to a conclusion, darling," Amethyst retorted, holding back a giggle.


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