Just you wait till I get you home

The problem hadn't been finding the girl, not exactly. Destrey knew what she wanted, and it hadn't been all that hard to figure out how to get it. The difficult part had been in negotiating how to waylay the D'Eath girl without being waylaid herself. Sometimes, having an overprotective family was useful, but this was not one of those times.

In the end, she'd chosen to linger around the stairwell on the seventh floor. It was the last place she'd run into anyone from her family, being well away from both the Ravenclaw and Slytherin common rooms and the last place they'd think to look when Shylock figured out he'd been sent on a wild goose chase.

Now, all she had to do was stand here and wait for the right girl to walk by. Of a sudden, Destrey cursed her lack of forethought. She'd been so worried about avoiding the boys, she'd forgotten to bring anything to help her blend in up in Gryffindor territory.

Why did Gryffindor Tower have to be so high up? That's what she always asked herself. It was always such a pain to get up there, so many stairs and there were plenty of times when she got lost because the stairs moved. Hard to believe for someone who's been there for five years now, but it was true. And it was annoying to get lost sometimes. She was sure others did it, but not as much as her, shew as the only stupid one to get lost all the time.

She could always just leave the school now, but that was stupid. She had to get her trunk and everything out of her dorm. There were some things that she couldn't afford to leave behind, things about the sister she told everyone she hated. Things that she treasured, even though she was supposed to hate Alexis now. No one could ever find out about those things, no one. And was going to make sure no one ever did, unless she wanted them too, which she highly doubted would ever happen.

As she reached the seventh floor of the school, Damitrius decided she would stop here, and check if she left anything she shouldn't have there, since she spent quite a bit of time on this floor. As she got further down the corridor she was walking down, she noticed someone was also here. A Slytherin ... the question that popped into her head immediately was, what was that Slytherin doing there? This was basically Ravenclaw and Gryffindor territory, this particular part was Gryffindor territory.

Her eyes narrowed and she walked up to the girl. "What's a Slytherin like you doing here?" she asked the girl. Surely, she knew this was Gryffindor territory, everyone knew that.

Damn and double damn. Her target wasn't supposed to walk up to her. Destrey made a mental note not to take so much for granted in future. And to pay more attention in class; you thought a colour changing charm was the most useless thing in the world until something like this happened.

She smiled, as she made the decision to go with honesty.

"I was waiting for you, actually," she replied. "You're Damitrius, right? I heard you were good at Defence and I need some help in that subject."

Both facts were true, ever since Destrey had decided she needed to follow in Monroe's footsteps and get a job at the Ministry if she wanted to make anything of herself in this life. They just sounded misleading when she said them consecutively like that.

Her hand plunged into her pocket to pull out her wand and play with it. Other people had odd habits about their wands (particularly boys, she'd observed; perhaps it was the phallic symbolism). Destrey did not. She did find people listened better when she was holding hers, though. Even when she wasn't being overtly threatening with it.

"Discreet help," she clarified.

"Yeah, that's me. Damitrius D'Eath." she nodded at the girl's question. For some reason Damitrius wasn't believing her. Of course she hardly ever believed anything Slytherins said, and she'd learned to tune them out most of the time -- the only upside to having a Slytherin for a brother.

:I'm exceptional at it." she said cautiously. Damitrius wasn't just exceptional at Defense, she was actually very good at it. With her basically being the only Gryffindor in her family, she had to learn to defend herself well. (And knowing exactly what kind of spells to use against Dark Wizards was a pretty good way to defend herself ) Because any Death Eater wouldn't hesitate in killing her, just because of her Hogwarts house. They wouldn't even take into consideration the fact that she was a D'Eath and her father was a somewhat powerful influence among their ranks.

"You need help on that subject." Damitrius raised an eyebrow. You'd expect them to be good at that. They did spend most of their time fighting with others, in meaningless duels, and yet here was a Slytherin asking her for help on the subject. "Defense is actually a pretty easy subject." she said, finally deciding to trust the girl.

The fact that she had her wand in her hand didn't intimidate Damitrius one bit. It wasn't pointed at her, so there was no reason for her to be scared of it. She wasn't even that scared when a wand was pointed at her. "Room of Requirement?" she asked when Destrey said she wanted discreet help.

"Yeah, well maybe we're not all as exceptional as you," Destrey replied with a shrug.

Merlin, it was nice lulling people into a false sense of superiority like this. It was something Destrey rarely, if ever, did. A false sense of security, yes, but superiority was reserved for herself.

Oh, honestly. Was that girl still talking? That would have to be the first thing Destrey trained her out of...

"What? I'm gonna go ahead assume you didn't lapse into Gobbledegook just then. What exactly is The Room of Requirement?" Destrey demanded.

The tone to the girl's voice was making Damitrius become annoyed. But that wasn't new for her anymore, everything pretty much got her annoyed now a days. "Right, well everyone can be, if they tried hard enough." she rolled her eyes at Destrey.

Did she really not know what the Room of Requirement was? Well, she supposed that not many Slytherins ever actually came across the RoR because they were never in any real need for it. Unlike most other students, who actually had some need that the room appeared to them. Or if you were in Potter's Army and you went in it for the meetings. Although, she supposed that that was a need too ... well whatever.

"The Room of Requirement can be whatever you need it to be." she added emphasis to the word need. "That room will only appear for you, if you actually need it for something." she explained.

And the little worm took the bait. Oh, wait. That was fish. The little fish took the bait. Destrey didn't know where she'd got worm from. The worm was supposed to be the bait. That kinda made her the worm; now there was an idea she'd have to try out with Shylock.

Metaphor aside, she had the girl on a hook and that was what mattered most, right?

"Oh, really?" Destrey replied. "That sounds really interesting."

She was so going to mention this in passing to Monroe when she next saw him, just so he knew she knew all about the magical room. There was no way he didn't know about it, after all, and he obviously hadn't told her on purpose. Whatever happened to family solidarity?

"I think we can safely say this is a time of need. Why don't you lead the way?"

"I suppose it is." Damitrius muttered softly. She sighed softly and lowered her gaze a bit.

"Fine. Follow me then." she told the girl and turned away from her. She looked out at the corridor and sighed again. She wasn't very sure if it was a good idea to take Destrey to the Room of Requirement. She bit her lower lip as she thought, but she finally decided that it didn't matter if she took her or not, but she couldn't help but worry if she was doing the right thing.

Finally she started walking down the corridor to the room, making sure that there was no one who could follow them in around. There were quite a few people who knew about the room but they never got it to appear to them, because they never needed it. They only wanted it for some selfish purpose.

[OOC: Sorry, had a bit of a muse fail.]

Destrey followed the girl, who conveniently proceeded to lead her down a practically deserted hallway. Nothing could be more perfect! But she did still want to see this Room of Requirement as well...

Which she would do, once she turned Damitrius into her very own Pet Gryffindor. That was why she was up here in the first place. Eyes on the prize and all that. And a pet couldn't turn on her owner. That would be... a mistake.

The spell Destrey sent at Damitrius' back wasn't very horrible. It wouldn't even hurt, apart from any bruises she sustained toppling over. But the full body bind would keep her nice and quiet and still, so the two of them could have a little chat.

For some reason her wand hand had begun to itch. And it wasn't anything normal, that only happened when she felt she was in danger. Her hand went down to her wand discreetly and she gripped it tightly. A weird feeling ran through her and before she knew it, the girl behind her had sent a spell flying toward her.

Damitrius gasped and, using her vampire speed, ran out of the way quickly. Her eyes narrowed at the girl and she took her wand out. "That was a mistake." she hissed at the girl.

Lately, she'd been on edge about everything, and if someone messed with her while she was like that, it wouldn't be pretty. Her eyes changed color to a dark red, showing just how angry she was and she pointed her wand at the girl. "Expelliarmus." she muttered first to disarm the girl. "Averte Statura." she said shortly after to push her into the wall behind her.