Ms Faragonda paced across her large office – back and forth, back and forth – her head panged, a sign that another one of her headaches was coming through. It was almost the fifth time it had happened in the past week. She combed back her grey hair and waved her hand together, making a glass of water appear. She popped an orange pill in her mouth and swallowed it.

"Ms Faragonda," Griselda began, cautiously, "you are sure we should not alert the Magix doctors? I'm sure they would suggest a very good treat…"

"They would say I'm dying of old age," croaked Faragonda, before snorting to herself, "little do those apes know, I'm on contract with the Agency of Fairy Godmothers. I specialise in Education Godmothers, and as you know Fairy Godmothers don't die of old age."

Griselda nodded quietly, and by the motion of Ms Faragonda's hand, she slowly slipped out of the headmistress's office, leaving Ms Faragonda to think to herself.

The old woman sat on her tall chair, and turned around to face the big glass window that overlooked the entire Alfea. She silently watched as new freshman filed out of school, still excited about the whole experience of being at Alfea. She chuckled, remembering Bloom's delighted face when she'd first entered Alfea under a fake name.

The thought of her best students jerked her back to reality as her head throbbed once more. It was a familiar feeling she'd had. The same one she'd gotten when Bloom was being attacked by the witches and when she was being stripped of her powers. She'd gotten it when anything bad happened to the Winx Club, and it was such a weird feeling.

Perhaps, she thought faintly, something bad has happened to them? Ms Faragonda quickly shook her head, but decided that maybe she'd better check on the girls – just in case. She closed her eyes as another wave of dizziness enveloped her.

She sighed, again, before placing her head in her hands rather sorrowfully. If this was what she thought it was, the girls were about to face something even the most powerful fairies and witches can overcome…heartbreak.

Ms Faragonda frowned to herself, and stood up, striding over to the glass window. She half smiled when she saw Wizgiz transform into herself and Palladium stood, obviously rather shocked. Then her frown returned as she placed both hands on the window, looking out gravely.

"What's happening, girls?" she muttered to herself, "and why do I keep sensing difficulties with my head, it's never happened with any other students before…"

She shook her head, this was sure to be one huge mystery and one thing is for sure, she was going to get to the bottom of it – no matter what!

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A Few Minutes Earlier…

Dear Diary,

I don't know why I suggested that idea, I don't even know why I'm coming with the girls! Everything in the world should be horrible right now! I should be crying my eyes out!

Eeurgh! I guess me and Br

I can't even write it! Well, I guess I'm over it, he can choose whoever he wants to. I'm a beautiful, clever fairy who happens to be a princess!

Sigh. I'm so not over it. But with the help of the Winx, I'm sure I can learn to deal with it…

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Stella bit her lip and put her orange diary down. She was sitting on a wooden bench, waiting for the girls to purchase a ticket to the Magix sky train; inter-galactic portals don't work through Magix for safety reasons. The council had recently put it up for security against Baltor and the witches.

Suddenly she turned around and saw Elizabeth giggling over Brandon, who was staring into her emerald green eyes, wistfully. She made a face and turned around, faintly hearing sounds of love-like kisses. She swallowed, hardly.

That look, she thought sadly, was a look Brandon had once given me.

She grabbed the pen with SOLARIA printed onto it. She fought back tears as she wrote down two words into the book, before signing her name and shutting the book closed, and wiping tears of her perfect face.

Or not, she had written.

Stella whipped out her compact and saw her mascara all blotted across her face and she quickly made a dash to the girls' toilet to re-do her make-up. As soon as she got there, she saw someone had taken the first stall and she wiped her face clean of make-up and re-applied new make-up in record time.

Suddenly the toilet flushed, just about the same time as Stella was about to do a last minute make-up check. She turned around and held back a gasp. In front of her was a well-polished brunette in a short, tight red dress. Stella felt a flash of anger.

Elizabeth.

"So Elizabeth," Stella began, breaking the awkward silence that had now consumed them both, "what are you doing here?"

Elizabeth laughed in a semi-evil way. "Brandon…"

Oh! That brought hurt to Stella's head and Elizabeth sensed that and let the word linger in the air for a couple of seconds before returning to her sentence.

"Actually Brandon and I were about to go on a holiday, you know it's our anniversary…" Elizabeth continued.

Stella looked at her curiously, covering the pangs in her heart. "Anniversary…of what?"

Elizabeth laughed, evilly, "The day he cheated on you!"

As soon as the brunette left, tears overcome Stella once again. She looked into the mirror and cursed, "I just did my make-up!"

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Present

A dark maroon haired girl burst through the door, panting. She ran towards Ms Faragonda, who was now aware of her presence and standing up, worrying what was so important that she'd run all the way here just to tell her.

"What is it Nola?" Ms Faragonda asked, patiently.

Nola's blue eyes flashed and glazed over as she began to tell Ms Faragonda what her best friend, Marnie had discovered just a few minutes earlier.

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A Few Minutes Earlier

Marnie sat cross-legged on a checked mat, waiting for her best friend Nola to arrive. She smiled as she saw the maroon haired girl slowly walk over to the picnic, apologizing for her lateness. The girl sat down swiftly.

Nola sighed to herself, "I just love the outdoors! The smells are really beautiful!"

Marnie sniffed the air but frowned, "I don't smell anything…it must be your power that can smell them because the only thing I can smell is blueberry muffins just waiting to be eaten!"

"Mmmm…." Nola smiled, "I can smell that too!"

The tan haired girl laughed and reached out to pick up a glittery muffin. Nola rolled her eyes as she saw all the glitter. Marnie shrugged, she couldn't help herself. Glitter was her power, wasn't it? She grinned to herself.

"So…" Nola began, half way through the muffin, "any news from Tess?"

Marnie shook herself, biting her lip at the thought of her older sister. "No, she went off on a mission somewhere and she had a tutor to home-school her so that she didn't miss out on anything. She was really upset that she couldn't graduate and attend Enchants. Speaking of college, hows Elizabeth?"

"Still up to no good," Nola sighed, shaking her head. "I don't know what's gotten into my sister! Usually she's so nice but she wanted revenge on Stella and now I don't even know her! She's like an exact replica of the witches at cloud tower…like my evil cousin Lianne! I miss my sister!"

She was breaking down in tears now, and so Marnie quickly jumped over to comfort Nola. Suddenly a big, swirly portal opened up and rainbows spilled across the forest floor. Nola jumped up, wiping tears of her face. Marnie spun around, quick as a flash.

"You go get Ms Faragonda, you're really fast." Marnie yelled over the loud rush of the portal, "I'll follow behind and keep a look out for danger. If any one comes, I'll block their eyesight with a Glitter Sprinkle, okay?"

Nola nodded and ran as fast as she could towards Alfea. She turned around and saw Marnie right behind her, hovering a few feet behind in her Winx outfit. Nola turned back around and scrunched her fist, putting all her energy into running to Alfea.

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Present

Marnie suddenly burst in, shaking her tan hair. "Ms Faragonda, how could a portal have broken in? The dimension was so secure! It's impossible!"

Ms Faragonda looked at her, "It's very hard, Marnie, but it's not impossible."

Suddenly the headmistress's double door swung open and six figures stood there. Ms Faragonda gasped and ran towards the group, "Girls! What brings you here today? I thought you Winx would be in college already!"

Bloom nodded, and slowly took a step towards Ms Faragonda. "Well, we had this huge problem and we had to come and tell you about it."

Layla nodded, and Faragonda noticed how pale her face had become. "Yes Ms Faragonda, it's regarding my health."

"Your health? But Layla, you are perfectly healthy!" Ms Faragonda exclaimed, "Though you do look a bit pale. Sit down girls, and do call me Lilli now, you're not my students anymore!"

They sat down and began to tell Ms Faragonda everything that had happened for the past course of the year.

"Girls," Lilli said finally, "To be honest, I think the best thing for you to do is to find who did this to Layla. Then, the person could restore your powers, but it wouldn't heal you fully. Though, once you've done that I can explain it in more detail."

"Explain what in detail?" Stella asked, quietly.

Lilli sighed and placed her hands on the table. "You girls have a tremendous journey ahead of you, but before you adventure on it, try to piece things back together first."

"Yes Ms F…Lilli," Flora said, "but how exactly are we going to figure out who did it?"

"Um…Ms Faragonda," Nola asked, stepping out of the shadow, "I think I know who did it…"