Sick and tired of the constant humiliation in the Xiaolin world, Jack discovers a secret about his family lineage and finds a way to really shine.
Coming into his family inheritance, will Jack fit in at this Magical world as a 'good' student or will...
"Oh God, Oh God, Oh God!" Jack panicked between his gritted teeth as he walked away from the immortal, waiting to be smited at any moment for his outburst "I'm dead! I'm so dead! Why did I say that!?"
A dream come true had suddenly turned into a living nightmare, just because he couldn't keep his big mouth shut and temper in check! He'd be lucky to get through this night alive after that stunt! What the hell was wrong with him!?
"Constant Vigilance!"
"AHH!" Jack squeaked, throwing his arms over his head while ducking away from the 'threat'.
"Acceptable, I suppose" Moody grumbled as he passed the Goth, doing an extremely ungainly two-step with an unimpressed looking Professor Sinistra.
"Oh, it's you Professor" Jack muttered absently as he glanced over his shoulder to where he'd left Chase only to discover that the Immortal had gone.
"Who else would it be" Moody grunted rhetorically while Professor Sinistra nodded stiffly at them as they stopped 'dancing' and walked off, obviously thankful to get away
"You've been doing well during my classes, Spicer"
"Thanks, Professor" Jack grinned proudly at the praise.
"I find your views on the Dark Arts... Interesting"
"Really? My friends think its creepy how useful I think dark magic is" Jack stated bluntly.
"Yes" Moody grunted before completely changing the conversation randomly that took the teen off guard "I want you to write an essay on the history of the Dark Arts and your views on the subject for me"
"What!? Why!? You just said I was doing well in your class!" the Goth scolded in offence, crossing his arms stubbornly. He didn't care that he was sassing a teacher at this point since he was seemingly doubting Jack's intelligence which was new for the teen since he was normally the one correcting them in muggle schools.
"You are. Calm down, lad" Mad-Eye snorted in annoyance as he glared down at the Goth "Just consider it homework for extra-credit. To mark your work accurately I need to understand your mindset on the subject"
"Oh!... Okay" Jack shrugged, smiling awkwardly "Any part of history you want me to focus on?"
"The last Wizarding War" Moody smirked before pushing the clueless albino in the direction on the drinks table "Now get going, Mr. Spicer; you're friend is trying to get your attention"
"Huh? Oh!" Jack grinned, spotting Ling waving at him across the busy room "Thanks Professor, I'll have that essay ready for you after the holiday" he nodded before beginning to weave his way through the crowd towards his friend.
"You do that, Spicer" Moody grunted before pulling out his flask and taking a deep swig.
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