I'm sorry for the cut off. I'm an idiot.

"Bad Dobby."

*Grab a lap and break it over my head.* *Pass out.* *Wake up.*

"Sorry, Dobby had to punish Dobby's self."

What? Wrong story? Oh. Whoops.

They waited until Bloom's ankle healed and went to Alfea. The winx did a pretty good job, not that they would ever admit that.

Over the course of the week, friends and what was left of their families were told and the werewolves rejected. The winx were the hardest. Over the course of 2 years, the family had created a tight, unbreakable bond. They had researched, figured out they were immortal, and gotten mates. All except Faragonda. Griffin and Bloom, Saladin and Du four, Griselda and Zarathustra, Ofelia and Avalon, Codatorta and Paladium, and Ediltrude and Wizgiz were mates.

A new year approached and Griselda walked out to the front gate. Bloom watched as girls advanced the line of girls. She was the new self defense teacher. Griselda had enough to deal with, so they gave her the job. She showed she could defend herself in many different ways so...

Bloom saw a particular girl. Saladin and Du four had been in the Highlands and spotted a girl having trouble with her magic and told her about Alfea. She had knee-length dark brown hair which was in a high ponytail. She emerald green eyes were glued to the ground. Her hand - which seemed to be perfectly manicured - was curled around the handle of her indigo suitcase's handle. She seemed the exact opposite of Stella so maybe Bloom would like her. She approached Griselda. Bloom walked over to Paladium and Du four as they did their traditional watching freshmen enter. She pointed the brunette out to them.

"Well, she did seem to be the secluded type of girl. You don't worry," Du four reasured her. "Oh, no." She had spotted a particular blonde walking behind her. "Stella," the three of them breathed.

Faragonda walked up behind them. "Yes. I had to accept her back in. If I hadn't, the school would get a bad reputation. Personal reasons and all," she explained sadly.

"Personal reasons?" Bloom turned around, disbelief written across her face. "I think it's not personal if you want to keep a classroom. And I think the king and queen would understand," she said, barely keeping her anger in check.

The headmistress flinched. No one in their right mind would get the red head angry on purpose. Or stick around to see the aftermath. "Her parents paid for everything and promised to pay for everything she does break. I could deny it," she attempted to elaborate.

Bloom took a deep breath. She didn't need to release the dragon and scare all the freshmen. They walked out and Faragonda gave the usual speech. "Welcome to Alfea. The best school for fairies." She gave a giggle. "It's also the only one." The hybrid began the orientation. The professors overheard Stella.

"'Stay away from the witches of Cloud Tower'. That's what's coming up," she said the the brunette. The girl Stella spoke to seemed to be the exact opposite of Bloom, so maybe Stella could make her into another Stella. Though the green eyed girl didn't seem to have even heard her. She was paying the blonde no attention.

"Stay away from the witches of Cloud Tower," Faragonda lectured.

Griselda stood straight. "Alright. Speeches are finished. You're free until dinner time," she declared.

Stella grabbed the girl's wrist and pulled her up the stairs.

"Hey, let me go," the girl's soft voice commanded.

"Listen up, Darling. I'm the princess of Solaria. So no bossing me around. I boss you around."

The girl put her head down.

'She's too submissive,' thought Bloom. She told Griselda and Faragonda what she thought. They agreed then went to the staffroom. "I just can't believe Stella's back," Bloom said, giving Faragonda a slight nudge before running ahead of them.

"It's not my fault. It was out of my hands," Faragonda yelled after her.

The Next Morning:

The brunette walked into WizGiz's classroom first. She saw her professor for that class and stopped dead in her tracks.

He looked like a dwarf and was standing on his desk. "Hello..." He trailed off letting the girl introduce herself.

"Soltia."

"Well, hello, Soltia. Why aren't you at breakfast? Did the Solarian princess ruin your appitite?" he asked, the last part to himself.

Soltia snorted. "No, I'm just not hungry. Why aren't you?" she asked.

WizGiz was shocked she heard him. "Same as you. Do you know what metamorphasis is?" he wondered.

"Metamorphasis is like transforming, I think." She looked for the desk he put her name on. It was the second desk in the middle row.

"It is exactly like tranforming. It's a synonym for it." He hopped on desks until he was on hers. "I'm professor WizGiz." He stuck out his hand.

Soltia giggled. "I assumed," she said. She took his hand and shook it.

"Soltia: that's an od-" The professor was cut off by the rest of the class entering the room. Leaving nothing but an outline of sparkles and a startled student in his wake, WizGiz was on his desk again. Stella sat next to Soltia. "Ms. Stella, you desk is over there," he stated with a sickly sweet smile. He pointed to the back of the class and there was a desk sucluded in the back. "Now, welcome to metamorphasis class. Who would like to tell me what metamorphasis is?" WizGiz questioned. No one raised their hand. No one. "Ms. Soltia?" he suggested.

A student snorted. "What kind of name is that?" she whispered.

Soltia bent her head downwards. "I don't know, professor," she lied.

"Ha! She doesn't even know the answer," the same student tormented.

"Hey, be quiet. She wasn't raised in the Magix dimension," Stella defended, secretly giving Soltia something to owe her.

WizGiz's face fell for a moment before he brightened up again. "Well, that's alright. Metamorphasis is changing"- he pulled his hat off and vibrated; his form changed -"the way you look," he finished in Griselda's voice and form. WizGiz changed back. He hopped onto Soltia's desk. "Now, since every end must have a beginning..." He let the sentence hang in the hair and threw out his hand, pretending not to see Soltia flinch. He snapped and explained the hair changing lesson. When the bell rang, the eccentric leprechaun noticed Soltia was the first one out.

At The End Of The Day:

Avalon was in the nurse's office and had an idea, but Ofelia dragged him to dinner, shattering his dream in the process. She kissed him outside the door. Avalon licked her bottom lip, requesting entrance. She accepted, but after a second, she pulled back and walked in the hall. Growling, Avalon walked in after her. He sat beside her, hearing her quiet laughter. His hand found his way to her leg and he rubbed it. Her eyes got wide and his hand collided with the table. "Not now. If we start, we won't be stopping any time soon," she whispered.

"Who said I wanted to stop?" Avalon murmured in her ear. His hot breath sent a shiver down her spine.

"Stop it, you two," Faragonda scolded good-naturedly.

WizGiz sat between Avalon and Bloom. "What can you two tell me about Ms. Soltia?" he asked, latching onto a hunch.

"Well, she was the first student in my classroom," Bloom began. "We got to talking. She's nice; I like her. I asked her a question and she knew the answer, but when I asked her officially, she lied saying she didn't know."

Du four gasped. "That's exactly what happened in my classroom!" she exclaimed. Paladium went up grumbling. "You're muttering to yourself," Du four announced.

"I don't mutter!" he growled. Sighing, he fell into his chair on the other side of Griselda. "Sorry, it's just Ms. Stella." Everyone tensed. "She almost blew up another classroom. I'm thankful another student knew you don't mix carnations with a rose ovary, unless it was only 3 carnation petals. The result would have been catostrophic: another potion room explosion," he said, calm near the end of the statement.

Faragonda let out a sigh of relief. "Who was the student?" she asked.

"Ms. Soltia."

"I've been hearing a lot about this student. What is so special about her?" Griselda wondered.

Bloom sat up to answer the deputy. "She's like me. Du four and Saladin found her on Earth," she said happily.