The light blinds me eventhough my eyes are closed. Fluttering my eyes open, I can't help but question why I was in Night Raven College. Spotting a familiar red head, I quickly rush over, thankful for my hoodie. I gently tug on Riddle's sleeve, he turns to me with surprise in his eyes. "Effie? What are you doing here? This is Night Raven College, it's an all boys school. How did you get here?" The said red head whispers.
I stare at him in disbelief, "I woke up in a coffin that opened itself and I remember the black horse and carriage too. Did you?"
Riddle looks at me, "Yes, but that should be impossible for you. The Dark Mirror will expose you though, the Headmaster will kick you out. You should leave."
I pinch his arm hard, he exclaims quietly in pain. "I'm not leaving until I know why I, a girl, came here. The Headmaster should know. It could be a mistake but I need to know."
The crowd seems to stop in front of the massive mirror and the Headmaster instructs us, one at a time, to approach the Dark Mirror and be sorted into the different dorms. Since Riddle and I were at the back of the crowd, it would be a while until we were sorted. Yet, the crowd was only around 40-50 boys.
The crowd shrinks until it is Riddle and me left. Riddle walks up to the mirror, the Dark Mirror sorts him into Heartslabyul. I walk in fear towards the Dark Mirror, my hands shaking uncontrollably. Standing a metre away from the mirror, I stare into it, feeling the stares of everyone on me. "The shape of your soul is... Heartslabyul."
I sigh in relief and turn around, "Wait!"
My heart stops. I glance at Riddle in fear. He has gone pale. I turn and face the Headmaster. "I'm sorry!" I yell in fear. "I don't know I got here but I did ride in the black carriage and woke up when the coffin I was in opened. I promise I didn't come here on purpose. I don't know how though. I'll leave immediately." I fall back, my hood slipping off to expose me.
The Headmaster simply stares at me. "The essence of your magic seems different. I wonder how this will after Night Raven College. It seems to me that I will have to get your uniform tailored too."
The Headmaster offers me a hand up, I take it. "It is time for Night Raven College to change. It should now be a school for both boys and girls. Although I doubt there will be more than the girl in front of you all as magic in females is extremely rare in this era." The Headmaster addresses everyone.
I walk over to the group of Heartslabyul students, the stares of everyone weighing me down. "Effie." Riddle grabs my attention. "You're in. Wait until Trey hears about this."
My heart drops, I forgot my brother came here.
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The Dorm leader leads me to a hallway to an abandoned part of the dorm. "I heard this room is where The Queen of Hearts stayed with she was founded this school. We didn't dare use it but I think you deserve it. You are the first Female to attend here. Enjoy." He leaves.
The room was massive, the bed was also massive, the wardrobe was full of dress and gowns. There was a note on the door handle. 'This year is a year of many celebrations, so I'm giving you these dresses for I am gracious. Your uniform is on the dresser. - Headmaster'
I put on the dorm uniform, the white pants were replaced with a short white skirt and thigh high red socks. Running out of my room, I rush over to the room the dorm leader said was Trey's. Knocking on the door, the familiar green hair appears. "Effira?"
He hugs me. "I heard about the ceremony, the Headmaster explained everything. Also this year is a year full of celebrations, first one is a week and a half from now. It is meant to honour the founding of the school. The dress code is black."
"I get it, I get it."
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A/N - Thanks for reading my book/s, will write more so don't worry. I will have a chapter for the info on my oc Effira Clover aka Effie.
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