A/N: This chapter is mostly fluff and a bit of exposition. I had fun writing the first part at least.


'Warm...soft...,' Louse snuggled deeper into her older sister's buxom, enjoying the comfort and protection provided in the embrace.

Cuddling like this was a guilty habit formed by the youngest and the middle child of the Valliere family from a young age. It began not long after Louise began attempting her magic, with explosive results. Her father's rejection and her mother's cold disapproval sent the young girl looking in desperation for acceptance and encouragement. Cattlya, the middle daughter, was appalled by the treatment by her parents and the dismissal the eldest daughter, Eleanor, held at the time. All it took was for Louise to sneak into Cattlya's room late one night, tears streaming down her face, for the kind hearted girl to take the child into her arms from then on. Louise couldn't remember the last time she slept alone in the Valliere mansion.

Louise twitched as sunlight filtered through the curtains and the sounds of many shoes just outside the door. The absence of animal noises cause Louise's ears to perk.

'Stupid sun, stupid servants, stupid ani-...wait, where are big sis's animals? And since when was her room a high traffic area for servants...?' Louise turned her head away from Cattlya's chest, blinking painfully at the sunlight.

'Wait...that's my bed...I'm at the Academy...then, who is...?'

Louise slowly shifted her head to see who she was holding on to, noting just how large the chest was...not counting the breasts, which would actually be considered relatively 'average' or modest on the body they were attached to. Her gaze finally settled on the still peacefully sleeping face of her familiar. The rhythmic breathing and gentle rise and fall of Izalith's chest threatened to lull Louise back to sleep. Louise shook her head to rid herself of drowsiness and made an attempt to lift herself off her familiar.

"UWAH!" Louise's attempt was cut short when she not only met resistance, but was forcibly pulled back into Izalith's chest. A loud thump echoed in the room.

Izalith nuzzled her chin on the top of Louise's head as she tightened her grip, causing the girl to blush wildly.

"Now now, Quelana, I do not mind. You should not worry what the others think. Some of your elder sister's in fact...," Izalith chuckled lightly and mumbled in her sleep.

'Sh-she's dreaming? Ah, I don't have time for this, I'll miss breakfast!' Louise thought, once again struggling to free herself from Izalith's grip.

The struggle was all for naught as Izalith continuously shifted her grip to counter every movement Louise made.

"EEP!" Louise squealed as Izalith's left hand found her buttocks, absently giving her a squeeze.

'Oh, please tell me she isn't this grabby with her children...,' Louise deadpanned at the thought, her face practically glowing pink.

Deciding that more drastic measures were needed to free herself from the crushing, but admittedly pleasant grasp of her familiar, Louise drew a deep breath.

"IZALITH, WAKE UP!" Louise decided to scream at her familiar.

No response.

"HEY, WAKE UP, I'M GOING TO MISS BREAKFAST!" She continued to scream, this time batting at the larger woman's shoulders with her fists.

"WHY...WON'T...YOU...WAKE...UP!?" Each word was punctuated with a punch to the ribs as hard as Louise could manage, with the final world culminating in an attempt to headbutt Izalith.

The results were underwhelming to say the least. Izalith still mumbled happily in her sleep, pulling Louise deeper into a...grabby...snuggle.


Kirche always knew that Louise was slow to wake, with the little girl's mind being even slower to catch up with her body. She certainly expected her to absolutely freak out when she found a veritable giantess sleeping in her room. Perhaps some screaming, with some objects thrown as Izalith tried to calm the Valliere down. The student traffic finally started to thin and soon disappear, she decided to check on her favorite 'rival' since she could without boys hounding her in the hallway.

She was confused when things didn't happen as she initially thought they would. The muffled screams from Louise's room weren't anything like she expected.

'Is she trying to wake her familiar up?' Kirche thought as she set the clasp of her cloak in place and made for the door, Flame trailing a few steps behind.

'Well, I suppose I should check in on them. Wouldn't want Izzy to get blown up...heh, Izzy, I like that.'

When Kirche entered the hallway the screams stopped, startling the Germanian. Worried, Kirche pressed an ear to Louise's door, only to hear barely audible whimpering from inside.

"L-Louise? You alright in there?" She asked, knocking on the door.

"ZERBST! Oh, thank Brimir. As much as if pains me...I need your help," Louise responded in relief, thinly veiled in faux pride.

"Heh, of course Valliere...what do you need?"

Several second passed in silence before Kirche heard a series of thumps, a lamp being knocked over, Louise cursing...

'Ooooh, I haven't heard her say that one before...'

...followed by skittering that got louder until a small gold key bumped into her foot from under the door.

'Oh, right, she got her door warded so that it could only be opened with a key or by a teacher...'

Unlocking the door and stepping inside, Kirche was greeted by a sight that forced her to bring her arms to her chest and...

"SQUEE!"

"NOT A WORD, ZERBST! Not a single damned word or I swear...," Louise attempted to threaten Kirche.

The threat, however, was undermined by Louise's current state. Currently, her face was pressed cheek to cheek with Izalith's, forcing it into a sort of half-pout. The blankets Izalith had used that night lay crumpled at their her feet, no doubt kicked off by a struggling Louise. The small girl herself was wedged between Izalith's breasts, with Izalith's right arm wrapped tightly just below Louise's shoulders. Louise's sheer nightwear were hiked up, revealing that she indeed sleeps without underwear, her modesty barely being preserved by Izalith's left hand which were presently caressing Louise's bottom.

"Pfft, bahaha, L-louise, I didn't think you swung that way. I won't judge though, but...with your familiar? Bahaha!" Kirche clutched her stomach as she already begun cramping and buckling over from her laughter.

"Augh! Shut up and pull me out of here, Zerbst!" An irritated Louise growled.

"Hah...yeah, yeah, right away, don't get your panties in a twist...pfft...oh wait, you couldn't anyway," Kirche wiped away tears as she walked towards the bundle of bodies on the floor.

When Kirche made to pull Izalith's right arm, she found said arm clasp around her own.

"Eh?" Was all she had time to say as she was forcibly pulled into a shared embrace beside Louise.

"What? How!? AAAHN!" Kirche moaned as Izalith's right hand snaked its way into her cleavage, massaging each in turn.

"See, Quelaag, I told you that you would fill out. You had nothing to worry about, silly girl," Izalith mumbled.

"L-louise, I'm sorry for laughing at you, this isn't nearly as funny on the receiving end," Kirche squeaked out in between moans.

Louise gave her a vindictive grin. The grin disappeared when Izalith saw fit to pull the two girls closer together, forcing Louise to rest her chin on Kirche's cleavage.

Kirche's face screwed into a look of disturbed confusion as Izalith started nuzzling her face into her hair as the larger woman shifted her arms to keep both girls in a firm and inescapable grip.

"Well, this is a fine mess we've gotten into isn't it, Valliere?" Kirche said.

"Shut up...," Louise responded.

The duo heard the muffled clap of a book being shut. They guessed that Tabitha had decided to look for them since neither of them showed up in the hallway where she normally met Kirche before going to eat. Of course, they really guessed that it was indeed Tabitha, since neither girl could see the door, Kirche facing the wrong way and Louise stuck looking at Kirche's collarbone and neck.

"Tabitha? Is that you?" Kirche asked, receiving a curt hum in return.

"Ah, good, could you help us out here? Izzy won't wake up and she's being rather...grabby...,"

"Izzy?" Louise questioned.

"Well, yeah, why not right?" Kirche almost was able to shrug.

"I refuse to acknowledge such a stupid nickname for he- WAIT, TABITHA DON'T TOUCH HER!"

Louise's warning was too late, as Tabitha already placed a hand on Izalith's right arm. Louise was shocked to see that Tabitha simply disappeared in a blur, the thump of a book falling on the floor sounding where she once stood.

"What? Whe-," Louise was interrupted as she felt something wriggling up towards her face.

"Pwah!" Tabitha made a quiet gasp for breath as she managed to pop her head from between Kirche's bust, her face dangerously close to Louise's, prompting a faint dusting of pink to show on the silent girl's cheeks.

"Well, we're missing breakfast, that's for sure. Who wants to bet we won't make it to our first class before someone finally comes around and finds us?" Kirche held back a moan as Izalith resumed her groping.

"A fool's bet, Kirche...a fool's bet..." Louise sighed.


"I appreciate the help, Siesta. Carrying all these document myself just wouldn't be possible," Colbert shifted the stacks of paper he currently held in both arms.

"Oh, no sir. I should thank you. To be honest, I've been having a bad feeling about today, so any work away from people puts me at ease," the maid let out a nervous chuckle as she shifted her own set of stacks, only slightly smaller than the Professor's.

"Oh? Students giving you problems again?"

Colbert knew best out of all the staff, save for perhaps Old Osmond, just how bad many of the students treated them. Though for all he knew and seen, he could not act to remedy the situation without drawing the ire of several powerful and influential noble families. Sadly, not even the Headmaster was safe from such retaliation, and thus was forced to stay his hand as well.

"Ah! N-no sir, not at all...well...maybe a little..." Siesta continued to mumble, shrinking behind the papers as if to hide from the world.

Colbert could only frown and shake his head.

Well, Miss Valliere's room should be just up ahead. Since this is the female's dormitory, could you check if she is in?" Colbert nodded in the direction of the door, Siesta giving a nod of her own in return.

He was confused when he couldn't find the excitable and explosive student out in any of the courts surrounding the dormitories. Today was the day students were supposed to bond with their freshly summoned familiars after all. He had thought that perhaps she forgot and went to her usual classes, but found that she was no where to be found there as well. He was further surprised when no one seen her at breakfast, along with her rival of sorts and the enigmatic Tabitha.

As Siesta approached the door, she found it opened. Curious and slightly worried she inched up to the edge of the frame to peak inside. Whatever she seen caused her to drop everything in shock, jumping back and slamming into the opposite wall.

"AWAHWAHWAH?" Siesta spoke nonsense as her face turns a shade of red.

"Is something wrong Siesta?" Colbert moved forward in worry.

"PROFESSOR? NO! DON'T LOOK!" The voice of Louise screeched from inside the room.

Colbert didn't respond quick enough to her demands, getting an eyeful.

"V-Valliere!? What happened here?" Colbert stammered as he performed an about-face, his face sharing Siesta's shade of red.

"LONG STORY! JUST GET A BUCKET OF WATER! NOW!"

"Y-yes ma'am!" Siesta snapped out of her daze and darted off down the hall.

"N-now, I think it won't be n-necessary for any explanation for now. I'm sure it isn't something you want to share. Regardless, I wanted to speak with you and Izalith about the runes, but you were no where to be found. So I thought you simply wanted privacy with Izalith, since a humanoid familiar is unusual," the Professor spoke quickly in his nervousness.

"Oh my, I'd very much like to learn about Izzy too," Kirche chimed in cheerfully.

"Ah, Miss Zerbst, that would be up to Miss Valliere,...Izzy? Ah, never mind. Why are you here and not outside bonding with Flame?"

"Worried," the muffled voice of Tabitha was barely heard.

"Is that Tabitha? Where are you?" Colbert didn't remember seeing the small blue headed girl in the tangle of bodies.

"YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW!" Louise screamed.

Colbert raised an eyebrow but chose to drop the subject in its entirety. The uncomfortable Professor stood guard outside the room, closing the door just enough to prevent any passersby from seeing the unseemly tangle within. He didn't wait long, however, as a hurried Siesta arrived, struggling with a large pail of water.

Bypassing Colbert, Siesta pushed open the door with her shoulder.

"H-here, a bucket of water, Miss Valliere," the blushing Siesta faced the wall, stealing glances at the group of girls.

"THROW IT ON US!" Louise shouted.

"Wh-what? Miss-"

"DO! IT! NOW!" The frustrated girl ground out.

"Now, just a moment, I don't w-," Kirche's protest died as a mass of chilly water splashed against her back and Izalith's face.

"AAAIIIIII!"

"Kirche! Yes, it's cold! But, really? Was it really necessary to scream in my face?" Louise winced.

"T-t-that w-wasn't me...," the drenched redhead's teeth chattered, pointing a shaking finger towards Izalith.

All eyes turned to face the now shivering woman, her eyes wide and alert. Louise had taken the opportunity to break out of Izalith's grasp to dart behind the bed to clothe herself. Slowly releasing her grip on the remaining girls, Izalith let out a shudder and stared longingly at her hands. Her lips quivered, eyes glassy.

'Wow, is she really that sensitive to the cold?' Kirche thought.

Izalith stifled a sob before taking a deep breath.

'Or maybe I'm mistaken, but was she going to cry?' Somehow Kirche felt guilty, but for what she didn't know.

Reaching for her cane that leaned against Louise's desk, she closed her eyes as she lightly tapped the top of it to her chest. The burst of steam startled the girls and and earned the undivided attention of Colbert.

"Amazing! Not a burn or scorch on your person. Without an incantation no less!" Colbert stepped forward to observe, his papers threatened to scatter from his arms.

"Ah haha, she's quite amazing with fire indeed Professor," Kirche remembered the display from yesterday, the fire Izalith showed the girls was unlike anything she herself had made.

Louise let out a prideful 'humph' from behind the bed, popping her head above the threshold revealing an arrogant grin.

"You're still a Zero though," Kirche grinned, causing Louise to pitch a pillow at her.

'I suppose no one else noticed then?' Kirche caught the pillow, shrugging off her thoughts in favor of teasing the diminutive pink brat.

"Well, now that Miss Izalith is awake and dry, could we talk now?" The Professor asked.

Izalith shrugged as she yawned, giving tilted nod towards Louise afterward. Colbert, hoping for an answer shifted his eyes to find Louise glaring at Kirche. The redhead blinked in confusion before her eyebrows shot up in realization.

"Ah, I see. Fine, fine, I'll be off to bond with my wonderful Flame then. Come along Tabitha, I'm sure Sylphid would like to play too," she sighed.

Kirche stopped just before the door when she realized that Tabitha hadn't moved from where she stood.

"Tabitha?"

Looking back, she seen that Tabitha stood staring at Izalith, clasping her now recovered book to her chest. Her sight was narrowed specifically to the Witch's lap, her expression remained her usual unreadable blank. Seemingly ignoring Kirche's prompting, Tabitha let out the closest thing to a sigh before walking to the window and using her fingers to whistle. Climbing out of the window, she was quickly caught and flown off by Sylphid.

"Odd one, is she not? Rather adorable too," Izalith giggled.

Without her bookworm friend and the ending of her fun teasing time, Kirche smiled and waved her good bye, pulling the maid out the door with her.

"Well, NOW may we talk?" A continuously growing impatient Colbert said, tapping a finger on the now doubled stack of paper.

"Why, of course, Professor. Please, let us talk," Izalith winked at the Professor, causing him to blush a little.

Louise, without noticing Izalith's teasing of her teacher, had taken a seat on the edge of her bed. Swinging her legs, she propped her head in her hands with her elbows on her knees.

"So, this is about the runes. Am I right Professor?" Louise asked.

In response, Colbert picked up a sheet of paper off the stack and handed it to the girl.

"What is this? It's...gibberish, did you really translate the runes?" The pinkette tilted her head, handing the sheet to Izalith.

"Yes, I did. Took me all night. This is the entire translated text of the runes right here," he said, patting the stack of papers.

Louise's eyed threatened to pop out as she pointed at the stack that would have reached her chest.

"Seriously? ALL of it?"

Colbert nodded.

"Is all of it nonsense?" Louise asked.

"Well, no. At some point near the end of the text quite a few lines were legitimate. Though, nothing indicates your element," Colbert turned to Izalith, "or anything in particular about what kind of familiar you are supposed to be or anything in relation to you at all really."

Izalith, who was turning the paper around repeatedly as though changing the angle would allow her to read it, stopped to address the Professor.

"Then, what DOES it say?" She let the paper fall to the floor, losing interest in it.

"As far as I can tell, it's part of an old prayer actually, 'O' heavenly father, glorious Founder, stave off evil without and suppress evil within'...I think it tried to seal you Miss Izalith," Colbert looked to his feet sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.

"So, it tried to write normal runes on me until it gave up and tried to seal me instead? HA, and failed even that!" Izalith snorted in amusement.

"What do you mean?" Colbert's eyes darted to Izalith, pleading her to continue.

Louise herself had given her full attention, gripping her sheets tightly at her sides.

"To put it bluntly, I can remove these runes any time I deem fit," the Witch shrugged.

'Y-you w-wouldn't! Would you?" Louise jumped to her feet.

"Well, they do not do anything really, and they are rather pretty. I suppose I do not have to," Izalith smiled, "this is a point of pride for you after all. For the time being I will play the role at least. Though this would have to be kept a secret...right, Mr. Colbert?"

Izalith gave the balding Professor a sly grin.

"A-ah, of course, but I'll have to tell the head-" Colbert's stammering was interrupted by Izalith leaning closer.

"RIGHT, Mr. Colbert?" Izalith purred.

"R-right!"

"Good, I believe that would be all. Unless you made headway on summoning my daughters?"

Colbert nervously shook his head. Izalith sighed.

"Fine, you may leave now Professor," she waved off the man.

Seeing that he didn't move right away, Izalith stood up and started pushing him towards the door. In a matter of seconds the poor Professor found himself in the hallway with a pat on the back and a pinch on the bottom followed by a slammed door.

Turning away from the door, Izalith eyed the stack of paper.

"So, what do we do with all that?"

Louise shrugged, still confused at the exchange she just witnessed.

"Fire it is. Fire solves everything."