𝐈𝐃𝐘𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐂 - 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝 -

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 2

── ⋅ ⋅ ── ꨄ︎ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──

Well, this is more interesting than you had expected it to be. You were currently in the Mirror Chamber, standing in the shadows as you observed the others.

The loud chatters of voices eventually died down when the redheaded boy spoke up, "We're done with orientation and dorm assignments? All right, new students-let me be clear. At Heartslabyul House, I am the law. Break the rules, and it's off with your head!" His adorable bluish-grey eyes looking sternly at the new members of his dorm. Underneath the hood you could see his red hair. He is considerably shorter than the others but that did not make him any less scary with his visible strict personality. He makes my heart go boom-boom.

A male with dark-brown hair yawned lazily, "Well, that ceremony was as boring as ever." he said. He looks quite the charmer if I do say so myself. Tan skinned with hair that goes below his shoulders in length, with long, side-parted bangs that fall over his eyes. Braids on either side of his face is seen. Eyes as green as emeralds with a thin scar running over his left eye. "I'm going back to the dorm. If you're in Savanaclaw house, come with me." he called out to his new dorm mates amongst the crowd.

"New students! Allow me to be the first to congratulate you on your achievements. As a dorm leader of Octavinelle House, I am honored to have the opportunity to support you in in what I hope will be a fulfilling campus experience." Your attention diverted to the person who had spoken, which is the pretty guy with glasses.

The boy used a finger to push his glasses up before giving the new students a smile. Average height with short, wavy light gray hair which parts on the right and flips up at the ends with one long lock of hair on the left side of his face. Behind the glasses he wore are eyes the same shade as his hair, only, darker. A beauty mark lays on the bottom left side of his lip. Despite the fact that the words he spoke seemed trustful enough the smile he wore couldn't deceive you.

'I know a faker when I see a faker, since I am one myself.'

As everyone was minding their own business- "Hey does anyone know where the headmage went? He disappeared midway into the ceremony..." asked an elegant looking male with light-purple eyes. Under the hood, light-blonde hair that faded into a light-purple color could be seen. Not a single blemish could be spotted on his absolutely gorgeous stunning face. Sure, he was wearing makeup but it didn't really hide all his natural features. (fr so down bad for this man)

"Some headmage he is." casually insulted a voice from the floating device. You cocked an eyebrow at it, wondering how it could be floating.

"Maybe he had a tummyache?" questioned the red-eyed lad. White tufts of hair peeked out from under his hood.

At last, Crowley has finally decided to show himself to the crowd of peasa- people. "I most certainly did not!", he says in a booming voice.

"Ah, speak of the devil." Riddle muttered under his breath, crossing his arms as he stared blankly at the man.

Ignoring what the redhead had just said, Crowley spoke, "If you must know, I was searching for the new student who'd failed to show for orientation." He gestured to you and all eyes landed on your cloaked figure. Unbothered by the attention, you observed the mirror that stood proud and tall at the center of the room.

With his hands he gestured for you to step closer to the mirror, "You are the only one who has yet to be assigned a dorm. Step up to the Dark Mirror, and be quick about it. I'll watch your weasel."