"You won't mind when I have my boyfriend over, will you?"

"Well," Parisa begins hesitantly, "You won't mind when I have my boyfriend over, will you?"

Your heart sinks.

She blushes, obviously embarrassed to bring something so personal up after just having met you, but you also notice a small smile playing over her gorgeously curved lips - just thinking about it seems to excite her.

"It's just that we've finally been assigned to the same House," she continues, "And we've been craving a chance to be alone since we started dating."

Parisa's gaze drifts to the far back corner of the room, where a thin, but muscular young man sits, idly playing with a lock of his long, dark hair. His expression never falters, but he projects an almost palpable aura of lust straight into Parisa. When their eyes meet, the smallest smirk graces his lips, then quickly disappears.

Your adorable roommate's mouth opens slightly as she stares at the boy, and she begins to shift uncomfortably in her desk. Now seemingly unaware of your presence, she half-whispers, perhaps to herself "I can't wait to have him take my vir-"

"Second-years!" The word is shouted less than a foot from your face, knocking Parisa from her trance, and making you both start in surprise. When you turn your gazes to the front of the classroom, you see Professor Schwartz looking expectantly at the both of you over his small pair of half-spectacles. "Perhaps you two can explain to the class the effects of hydro-elasticity when preparing an acqueous alchemical substrate, since you seem to find my lesson unnecessary."

Damn, you must have been watching those two for longer than you thought. As you tear your eyes away from the Professor, you notice that every other student already has their thick alchemy book open, and everyone is looking towards Parisa and yourself, some stifling giggles, others looking embarrassed for you.

Suddenly, Parisa pipes up, not missing a beat, "Hydro-elasticity naturally destabilizes an artificial acqueous substrate, but is easily rectified with the addition of a suitable portion of Mothswing."

At this, Professor Schwartz seems surprised, but vaguely pleased. "Correct, Ms. Proudburst, but that certainly doesn't excuse your distraction. Eyes forward, you two; turn to page 394." With that, he walks back to his lectern at the head of the class.

You glance in disbelief at Parisa, who winks back at you and giggles in her girlish way. It seems your new dormmate boasts more than just a gorgeous body.

You both open your books and begin following Schwartz's lecture, but throughout the rest of the class period, from the corner of your eye, Parisa can clearly be seen stealing glances at the guy who is obviously her boyfriend. You feel a pang of jealousy every time she shifts in her seat.