Hidden Demon

History and defence

{Y/Ns pov}

Okay, two classes down and one to go. I check my schedule for what I have next. Oh, history. This will be boring. Unless we learn about demons! Did they all have black magic? Why are they extinct? Why am I, Y/N the only one left? Connor and I walk into class. It looks the same as Muggle safety, but there are relics dotting the sides of the classroom. We sit somewhere in the back and look down to see a very short professor. He writes something on the board in fluid handwriting, "Prof. Flitwick". {Lol Harry Potter reference}That must be his name. Flitwick begins to speak about..... werechickens. Not what I was hoping for, but whatever. I draw half of a chicken with the legs of a human. They look so stupid. I pass the drawing to Connor. He looks at it and grins, shaking his head. Then, Connor begins to add to my drawing. He passes it back to me. Our hands touch, he has such soft hands. They linger there for a moment, before dissapearing back onto his desk. I look at the drawing. Connor had drawn teeth and angry eyebrows on the werechicken. Spoopy. After about an hour, class is finally over. I was really starting to hate werechickens, no wonder they had gone extinct. Did you know they could still run around after being beheaded? I think they took the expression "running around like chickens with their heads cut off" too literally. I walk with Connor to our next class, defence.

{Connors pov}

During class Y/N hands me a doodle of a poorly drawn werechicken. I decide to make it even more ridiculous by adding some teeth and angry eyebrows. After class, I grab Y/Ns hand and walk her to defence.

Once we arrive in defence, I realise it is not set up like the other classrooms. The only desk there belongs to the professor. The rest of the classroom has one large dueling arena in the center, with many smaller ones off to the side of it. The professor who's name is Prof. Everdeen, {this book is just a lot of references lol} is standing in the center of the large arena a students file in and sit around said arena. "In this class, I will be teaching you how to defend yourselves. Hopefully, you will never need these skills but I am to teach them to you anyway." She says loud enough for the entire class to hear. One kid sniggeres and decides it would be funny to throw an apple at the back of prof. Everdeens head. Probably a werewolf. Quick as a flash, she turns around, catching the apple in her mouth. "Thank you for the apple." She says sassily. The werewolf's mouth hangs open, staring at his teacher wide eyed. Then the prof. separates us into groups depending on our species. Each species gets one of the smaller arenas. First, she instructs the vampires on how to properly duel and shows them a simple defence and attack technique. Then, she moves on to us. She asks us demonstrate our powers so far so she can teach us how to make a sheild and sword out of it. When Y/N shows her powers, prof. Everdeen pulls her aside. They have a short discussion and Y/N ends up walking to another arena. Prof. shows us the basics and leaves us to duel. When it's not my turn, I walk over to Y/N. "What did she say?" I ask. "She just said it would be easier to train with her one on one than the other students. But the way she said it made it seem it would be easier on them, not on me." She answers.

Once class is over, I've made my decision. I'm going to ask her what she is. I work up my courage and walk over to her.

{A/N}

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