Hidden Demon

Homeroom

*Beep! Beep! Beep!* I wake up to the sound of an alarm I don't remember setting. I groan, sitting up. Do I have to wake up early today? Wait, this isn't my apartment!

Oh yeahhhhhh. Magic school. Connor. I jolt out of bed and quickly put on my uniform. I need a double double. I make some coffee and some toast for breakfast. By the time my coffee is ready, I've already finished my toast. I didn't realise how hungry I was! I brush my teeth, do my black hair into some dutch braids, grab the stack of books on the table wich I assume are for class and head out the door. I'm walking down the hallway toward the stairs when I spot a boy walk out of his room. Is that Connor? He must hear me walking cause he turns around to face me. It is Connor! I smile at him, happy we live on the same floor. I could visit him more often! He smiles back and walks a bit slower, allowing me the time to catch up. "Good morning Y/N." He says as I approach him. "Morning Connor." I reply. "So, we're on the same floor. That's nice." "Yeah. Yeah it is." He agrees. "Why is your uniform different? I haven't seen one like that before." He questions. "Oh it's beacuse I'm a ~special case~. In other words, I'm not a dark magician." "Well, what are you if you don't mind me asking? Also, you look wonderful this morning." I blush a bit at that. "Thank you. You look dashing as well. But unfortunately, I can't tell you what I am. Not yet anyway." He thinks about that. But as he looks down, I catch his playful smile. He really does look good in the uniform, it compliments his body type. We walk over to  class, not really saying much, just happy to be in the other's company. He did his hair today and he smells lightly of pine. We finally reach the door the homeroom. The building is similar to the dorm in design but it is shorter and full of wooden desks painted black. The paint has chipped over time exposing some of the wood. The desks are set up like athat a typical college, all in a half circle with many layers surrounding a platform. The closer to the platform, the lower the level. The desks are more separated than at a college though. Probably so we can practice using our powers without causing too much damage to each other. Connor and I find some desks right beside each other in the back left corner of the classroom. From this angle we can see the entire classroom as more students arrive. The more students file in, the louder it is. It is decently loud until we hear someone clearing their throat. How did they do that so loudly? Voice projection spell? Maybe. Class is starting. We begin by levitating a feather that appeares on our desks. 

The rest of the class has their feather surrounded in what seems to be dark magic. Their magic is a clear shade of dark purple.

{That colour of purple ^}

I however, am making a black smoke like substance drift out of my hands and around the feather. From there the black smoke rises slightly, taking the feather with it.

People gasp and turn around to face me, their feather dropping to the ground as their magic dissapears. This makes me lose focus and my smoke dissipates. Even Connor is staring at me. He dosent look as surprised though, he already knew I'm not a dark magician. I just don't think he was expecting the black smoke. People are whispering things to their neighbors, little do they know I can hear them. Wait, is that another demon power? I thought I just had really good hearing.

 Oh no. The teacher is approaching. "What is going on here?" She demands. "I am not a dark magician professor. My magic is different and I think that may have frightened a few students. Sorry for interrupting your class." I respond. "Please demonstrate your magic miss Y/L/N." I make more of the smoke appear, shaping it into a ball. I hand the ball to the teacher so she can inspect it. "Peculiar. I thought they had all died out. You can continue the class as usual. All of you, get back to work." She states, yelling the last part at the rest of the class. We finish the class and begin walking to muggle safety. Connor seems very preoccupied, telling me he will be in the library during lunch break. So I won't see him back at the dorm until morning. Once we enter muggle safety, everyone falls silent for a moment before whispering to each other. Gossip really spreads fast around here, doesn't it?

{Connors pov}

As we're walking to muggle safety, I can't help but wonder what Y/N is. Can I trust her? Do I trust her? Is she even a her? Honestly, I have no idea. The teacher said she thought her species was extinct. I'll have to go search the library later.

{A/N}

1000 words! Yay! Yours and Connors relationship is wavering a bit! WI'll you lose the only friend (or more 😉) you have? Who knows? Hope you enjoyed this chapter and as always, toodles! 💙