So here is the second chapter. The last two days I have been going non-stop thinking about how everything is supposed to connect and how things needs to be to make it possible. Still quite alot I haven't figured out but I'm sure it'll work out somehow. Italic/cursive writing will always be a memory unless it's writen in the story as being otherwise. I'll try to keep it from being too confusing.

Well hope you enjoy!


I knock on the door to Donald's room. The one opening is Luke, Donald's roommate.

"Hey Luke," I say forgetting about my previously bad mood. I like Luke. He is rather cute in a clumsy mischievous way.

"Hey Isla. How was your summer?" he asks grinning.

"It was great. It was nice seeing my family again. The short holidays just doesn't cut it," I can't help smiling at some of the things that happened over the holiday "How was yours?"

"Great! Went to Europe with my family," he says looking excited.

"Hey Luke! Are you gonna let her in or not?" I hear someone shout from inside the room.

Turns out I'm not the only one who's visiting. The one shouting is Donald. Next to him is Ellen. They've been together the in tire holiday and she can't go without him for a single day. Well I guess if I was crazy for someone like that I'd probably want to be around them all the time too. At least if I could.. I get inside and we all start talking about our holiday and how we're all juniors and what's going to happen this year.

"Well from what William told me, we're still going to have magical history and this year we'll also have magical species," Donald explains.

"Sounds interesting. How come we didn't have a class that seems so important earlier?" Ellen askes a frown marring her face.

"Beats me. Maybe so we will focus on learning magic first. I mean what good is knowing everything about the world without having learnt any magic,"

"I guess," Ellen replies looking deep in thought.

"So Isla, up for any pranks this year?" Donald seems ready to get started immediately.

"Maybe, depends what you got planned," I can't help laughing. He will always be pulling pranks on people, even when he's rolling around in a wheelchair.

"Nothing yet but It's gonna be grand!"

"Looking forward to it," we sit grinning at each other.

After I helped Donald with his prank on Virginia last year I had wanted to do it again at least once but being a teachers wife made me feel that it would be vary inappropriate.

"Well I'm not anymore!" I think feeling quite a bit of anticipation.

That night I can't seem to fall asleep though Virginia and Ellen fell asleep an hour ago. I didn't see Heironymous today but it won't be long until I have to face him. He is a teacher after all so there's no way to avoid him. That's what I get for falling in love with a teacher. I lie there restlessly for another thirty minutes before finally falling asleep.

The next day starts out in a bit of a rush. Because of my lack of sleep I don't wake up until Virginia and Ellen are almost ready to down for breakfast. In ten minutes I manage to get dressed, brush my teeth and get my fiery red hair in a high ponytail. My hair now reaches to about the middle of my back when loose so letting it hang can be quite annoying. There is no time for makeup, though it has become a regular thing since Ellen and Virginia bought a bunch of stuff for me for my birthday seven months ago. All of it focused on bringing out my forest green eyes. Doing breakfast we discuss which classes we are going to attend this week. I look up and see Heironymous sitting at the same table he always sits at. As usual his breakfast is completely forgotten as he is consumed by the book he is reading. How he's not underweight is beyond me.

"Good morning," I say hesitantly hoping he's in a good mood though making him look up from his book probably isn't going to help "Mind if I sit?"

He frowns when he looks up, then his expression softens slightly as he notices that it is me "Good morning, if you truly wish to I shall not stop you,"

I quickly sit down with a small smile on my face. He of cause just dips down into his book again paying me no mind. Seriously, though raised as a gentleman he can be incredibly rude sometimes. Well I guess it's up to me to start up conversation then.

"What are you reading?"

He looks up now mildly irritated "The Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco,"

"It doesn't sound as difficult as what you usually read," I observe.

"I don't believe you would be able to manage reading through this one without a dictionary and a book about world history," a smug smile forming on his face.

"Now it sounds more like what you usually read," a grin now plastered on my face.

He smiles slightly before looking back down in his book. We sit for a couple of minutes in a comfortable silence while I continue eating my breakfast quite happy with our conversation considering I interrupted his reading. I had expected some growling at least. Still his breakfast, a piece of toast with cheese, sits undisturbed in front of him.

"Heironymous if you don't start eating soon you'll be teaching on an empty stomach," a slight frown on my face.

He looks at his food with annoyance, then exhales heavily before closing the book and picking the offending piece of toast up "I suppose there is no reason to make the classes more unbearable than they already are,"

I try to stop myself from giggling knowing he would not appreciate it. Sometimes he really sounds like a grumpy teenager.

Suddenly I'm snapped out of the memory by Virginia asking about what classes I'm taking this week. I look down at my schedule before quickly deciding. Magical history, blue, green, magical species and red. Both Virginia and Ellen looks surprised probably because not only am I taking one of Heironymous' classes today but also on Friday. The only classes he teaches to the juniors are magical history and red magic. For the junior classes' Professor Ante teaches blue and white and Professor Moor teaches green, black and magical species. That is at least what the flyer said that was posted on the board in the cafeteria. Professor Potsdam it seems only teaches the freshmen, though it makes sense considering she is the headmistress. Professor Ante and Moor both started teaching us last year in the same classes as this year except magical species of cause.

After reassuring them both that I'm really fine we head back to our room to prepare for classes. I know it seems strange that I would purposely take two of his classes the very first week with everything being so awkward between us but I really miss him. We haven't really talked since the divorce and I guess I just want to get a chance to do that again or something like that. Done getting ready for class we all head out.