~ More Than Friends ~

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Warning: Smut

Song: Devils Advocate ( Instrumental )

Credit to @Sorrybutwhathappened  For requesting this! (Hope you like it <3 )

~ Backstory: 

Y/n was 16 when she attended the school for good and evil. She was a princess, her parents Were Aurora and Phillip, they loved Y/n, a lot. Y/n was a true beauty, even from birth. She was intelligent, and she was Angelic in her every move. Her life was perfect, not a single thing wrong, except for The Dean of evil, Leonora Lesso. When Y/n attended she tried to befriend everyone, her worst fear was being alone, dying with no one to miss her. But Lesso caught her off, shut her out. Y/n knew it was weird, but she was drawn to Lesso, she liked Lesso. She simply found the woman Breathtaking. Yet the older woman only shut Y/n out, ignored her, and gave harsh answers. Y/n could not understand why Lesso did it. But she knew there was a reason, a good one.

Times changed now, Y/n has yet attended the schools again, to teach. She got the job a little after her graduation, the schools offering her to help Both schools, mostly good since that's where her years were spent. Y/n accepted, missing her days back at the schools.

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You had just finished helping Dovey with her paper work, grading the evers exams, most of them got every question right, tho a few failed. You remember the exams clearly, they were easy for you, mostly.  "There we are, Thank you for your help Y/n" Dovey smiled up at you, grading the last paper before collecting them all and making a pile. You never really liked being called your last name. "No problem Dovey" You smile. Glancing the golden clock behind you Dovey gasped " Oh dear, look at that time! we nearly missed dinner!" She said standing up. "Well, good things take time i suppose, we did a good job" You reply, chuckling. 

"Indeed! Lets head over to the hall before we miss it completely" Dovey said taking her staff and opening the door, gesturing for you to go first.

"Why thank you" You smile, walking in and waiting for the blonde to close the door. As you reach the front doors you open them, Walking in comfortable silence, next to your college, you put your hand in the pocket of your cardigan. "Gosh it's cold this December!" You Stutter out desperately trying to get over the bridge. 

"I heard a storm coming up after dinner so it makes sense!" Dovey chuckles, seeing you hurry inside the castle. 

"A storm? right after dinner?" You ask. If you wanna make it to the other side in time you gotta hurry up eating. "Yes, the school master announced it first thing in the morning, weren't you there?" She asked as you make your way over to the dining hall. "No i slept over, my alarm stopped working yesterday" You explain, rubbing your hand together to gain warmth. You had no idea it was this cold outside. 

"I can take a look at it after dinner" She offered as you make your way through all the tables and chairs. "Thank you Dovey!" You said before sitting down next to Dovey at the teachers table, food was already served. "my, my, look who's late" Lesso chuckles beside Dovey looking at the students that still eat. Not many people were in sight due to the fact you came late. "Yes, i unfortunately had grading that needed to be done before tomorrow, lucky Y/n was nice to help" Dovey said before digging into her food. 

"ah, what a helpful little princess i see" Lesso said, there was something different in her normally harsh voice, it almost sounded sultry... "Indeed, I am still very thankful for that dear" Dovey said, glancing at you with a smile. 

" No problem Dovey, I'm glad to help" You say before walking over with your plate and coming back to wait for Dovey to finish. You weren't really hungry. The rest of the students have now left, and soon you and Dovey would do the same. "Oh Y/n you don't need to wait for me" Dovey said. "No no its fine, i wanna make sure you cross the bridge in one piece." You reply.

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