{Little Witch Academia x Fem!Reader}

Chapter 17: Lifespan of a Battery

"Sugar, spice, and everything nice! That makes pickled plums!" Dumping all of the ingredients in a bowl, Akko starts to stir.

You watch in amusement when her little concoction explodes in her face. Covering her in some pink gooey substance.

You stand up to help the girl when you are pushed back down onto your seat. Despite the book in her face, Diana kept a hand on your shoulder to keep you there. "Eyes over here, dear." She glances at you, "Don't forget about your punishment."

"Hm." You rest your chin in the palm of your hand.

Her so-called punishment was for you to focus on all your classes and don't let anything or anyone distract you. Technically, you're not allowed to go anywhere, but if someone else comes to you, it's fair game.

You just hope that someone comes to your rescue. You've been sitting behind the desk for far too long. Sure you have the blue team with you but Diana won't let the two girls talk to you unless they need help with their assignments. Even then she would shoo you to your seat and help them herself.

Hunching over the table, you slam your head on the hard wooden surface.

"Manners," Diana whispers under her breath. Not too loud for anyone else to hear but enough for you.

Groaning, you straighten back up.

You jolt a bit when you hear an explosion go off.

Quickly pulling your wand out, you changed. "Scrylla!" You sigh in relief when you see the dust and debris floating in the air.

You catch Akko and Amanda gawking at you in awe. You smile and do jazz hands, "Magic~"

Diana took your wand and chanted her own spell. "Yera Retoure!"

Just like nothing happened. Everything went back to its rightful place and all the debris mended itself back to its original forms.

Then the praises leaked. Though the two of you didn't even bat an eye. You lean back a bit in your chair as Diana closes in on the two troublemakers.

"Excuse me, can the two of you please stop disrupting the class with your barbaric fight? It's so–" You snatch her witch hat off of her head, "irritating."

Pretty sure she directed that part to you, but you just smirked at her.

"Hey, who are you calling "barbaric"?!" The two protested.

"Yeah Diana, who's the barbaric one?" Your smirk grew wider. "Cuz if memory serves me right –which it does– wasn't there an incident with you and that Hanbridge boy-"

Her eyes widened in horror when she realized what you were referring to. She scrambled to cover your mouth before you could leak the information of her kicking Andrew in the crotch because he confessed his feelings to you.

"You promised you would never bring that up!" She whisper shouted at you as her hands covered your mouth.

You just smirked before licking her palm, making her let go. "Geez, I'm sorry Ms. Hypocrite, I've completely forgotten about our agreement."

You see her eyebrow twitch in anger. That's probably a good sign to shut up buuuttt–

You love to egg her on.

꧁༒☬𝖜@𝖜☬༒꧂

You know, maybe this is karma.

You can't help but think that this is karma as you cook for over 500 students.

'God damn you, you stupid fucking dragons...'

Apparently when Akko and Amanda were being punished for misbehaving in class yesterday. A flock of dragons came and stole the Sorcerer's Stone, leaving the fairies, AKA the school staff, incapacitated and the school magicless.

Since there was no one to take care of the school, the headmistress made the students split into teams and do chores. And seeing that you're the only one with magic, you were stuck with the more laborious and time-consuming jobs, and on top of all that, once you're done with your chore, you have to go to the teachers' meeting/gathering room to supply the old crones with magic so they can do their jobs.

The constant swinging of wands and chanting of spells and leakage of mana is tiring you out.

Taking what you think is the 100th cup of coffee today, you continue on with your task.

"I'm sorry you had to go through this." You hear Barbara sigh beside you, brewing another pot of coffee for you.

"It's fine, I've handled worse, no worries."

She was tasked with helping you out if things got too much. The two of you would cycle around and take turns doing your chores, though there isn't much resting for you since you have to supply her with magic for her to be able to do something.

While she continued where you left off, you would meditate and try to transfer the energy around you into mana. It's like charging your phone while you still play with it.

The whole task is tiring you out but hey, the headmistress is gonna give you the rest of the week off and your professors are gonna be more lenient and give you less work, till the week ends.

Which is in 2 days.

You've gone through college with overbearing family members on your ass. You'll manage.

This is nothing.

You're just really really sleepy.

That's all.

Nothing more.

...

"Ugh, I wanna kill myself." You slam your head against the metal table to wake yourself up.

"I'm so sorry." Barbara apologizes.

You turn to face her, your head still firmly placed on the table. "For what?"

She fumbles with her fingers, "For not being much of help..."

"You don't need to apologize unless you're God, it's out of your control." You pat her shoulder, your head still against the table.

To what seems like forever, you finish making dinner. With the casualty of more than a hundred cups of coffee and countless trips to the bathroom.

Before you could eat or relax, Diana walks into the kitchen with her helper trailing behind her, Hannah.

The two childhood friends greet each other while Diana walks up to you.

"Hard day at work?" She asked with an amused smile, though it immediately fell when she saw your face. Cupping your face between her hands, she closely examines your face.

"How many years did I lose?" You ask grouchily. "Do I have grey hair or wrinkles?"

"None so far..." Diana mumbles before leaving a quick peck on your eyelids. "Heavy eye bags though, look more like bruises."

"From hickies or beatings?" You wiggle your eyebrows at her.

Groaning, she pulls you up. "Hannah, could you help Barbara out from here on out? I need to take Y/n to see the Headmistress in her office."

You held the urge to yawn as you trail behind her. She held your hand, leading you to the office.

'I am so tired...'