Reilly: That is huge. So who they are, where and like how, what happened?
Me: Can't really say any details. I only found out who they are but I have no idea about the rest. Let's just leave it though and talk about the party.
Reilly's eyes were glowing with happiness that I've found my family. At least one of us was happy about it. She wanted to know more but I couldn't risk triggering the timeloop and honestly I didn't want to talk about it at all.
I felt guilty about not helping out with the preparations for our party but I guess it's better than my powers going crazy around my friends and hitting one of them with the lightning by accident. I asked Reilly if everything was ready and luckily there was still stuff that I can help out with, like bringing fresh food tomorrow before the party or help carry our drinks. We probably are not allowed to cross academies again for today but it's not that late yet and we could still prepare it and store it in our room. I am also starting to get hungry a little bit too. Using that much energy must have emptied everything I had stored so getting something to eat for dinner isn't a bad idea either. Right now, I can probably even eat as much as Reilly does on her daily basis.
After my legs gathered enough energy to carry me down the hellish stairs, we got ready and then made our way to the cafeteria. In the mid of our descend on the stairs, I realized that I don't have my wallet or backpack for that matter. I halted and muttered a swear to which Reilly also stopped moving, standing on a stair which is three stairs down below me, and asked what's wrong. I explained the situation and Reilly only chuckled saying that she can pay for it and I don't have to worry about. I was glad because I don't know how much money I have left in my savings or how much I have on this academy account, even though I hated making Reilly pay for everything. But that wasn't the problem. All of my essential stuff was left in the Professor Coldos' office, which means I won't even have my pass to cross the barrier tomorrow.
We changed our destination to Professor Coldos' office which might be fruitless because the key from his office is also in my bag. I only hoped that he would still be working late on the new books or something, and I will be able to get my things. I followed the way to his office which was hard at first, because it's the same as on the Aveus side but it's mirrored so everything is flipped. I might have taken a few wrong turns at first but after my brain adjusted to the mirrored image of the mental map in my head, we were on the right track. We had to return to a higher floor because we already passed the one with professor's office. Reilly took the stairs by two or three at the same time, meanwhile I practically climbed it on all four, almost. Reilly paused after a few stairs, then checked on me and asked which way we should go. God damn her god enhanced body. I kept pulling myself up each stair by using the railing and then resting, supporting myself by my arm placed on my thigh while being hunched down and trying to catch a breath. I wasn't looking up but I heard Reilly talking to someone. Her voice sounded a little bit protective and defensive but she responded casually to the male person that was talking to her. After I gathered some energy and my lungs could be filled with enough air, I started to move again to catch up with Reilly. Or more like two of them. I looked up to see a pair of two fire curls talking to each other. One, longer curls belonged to a slim body dressed in black, which is Reilly, and the other set belong to a tall muscular body covered in blue jeans and a white button-up shirt, Draco.
Me: What are you doing here?
Draco: What? Am I not allowed to walk around the school and talk to friends?
Reilly: We are not friends.
Draco: Yet.
Me: That's not what I meant.
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Descendants of Magic
FantasyHave you ever thought when you were little that you could have magical powers? Maybe you did but then you grew up and you forgot about it. But what if I told you that there are people with these special gifts? They could be you, or me, or your class...