7th Daughter of a 7th Son

Zelda looked at her shoulder length green hair. It didn't suppose her that it was natural.

Then there was a knock on her door. "Zelda, honey. There is someone to see you," her father's voice said.

"Dad! I'm not dress yet!" yelled Zelda as she desperately tried to rush to her closet.

The door opened and her father stepped in. "What are you talking? You're dressed."

Zelda looked down and her PJs had been replaced with a tshirt and jeans. "Oh... My mistake?"

"Good save," whispered Zelda's mom.

Behind her father stood a tall blonde woman in black jacket with purple silk blouse and black pencil skirt. Her hair fell to below her ass and she looked no older than 30.

"Hello, Zelda. I am Lyra," the mysterious woman said, then she turned towards Zelda's parents. Her eyes glowering bright blue, "You two go do something for a half hour or more so I can talk to Zelda privately."

As soon as she said it both parents began unbuttoning their shirts as they walked away looking extremely excited.

"That was... Unexpected," Lyra said, genuine concern on her face.

"What was that?" Zelda asked.

Lyra composed herself, "Well, I represent a school for gifted girls like yourself."

"Gifted? I'm not gifted."

"You are. How do you think you were able to change out of you pj's so fast or how I was able to get your parents-"

"Can we not mention that again? Gross!"

"Anyway, you a very special girl. An enchantress by birth. You are the Seventh Daughter of a Seventh Son."

"That can't be true," Zelda said. "I only have an older sister and brother. I'm the 3rd child!"

Lyra consulted her smart phone, "It appears back in the 80's your father had a lot of unprotected sex with multiple women."

"Can you stop with my parent's sex life!"

"I'm sorry, but you asked," Lyra said, "In any case the Academy of Sorcery has accepted you into its senior class. I'm sorry we didn't find you sooner, but we will have to rush your training."

"Well I was a guy until half an hour ago."

Lyra scowled, "Let me make the jokes. I don't think you have the knack."

"Unfair! You haven't made any!"

"As I was saying you have less than a week before Prom. Most of the basics should be easy enough for you to grasp before going to the Sorceress College. If your lucky you might even get into a decent one, instead of one that will take any Tami, Dominique, or Harriot."

Zelda grabbed her head, "I think this is too much exposition?"

"Don't worry," Lyra said, "Your parents will think you've transferred to a private school and all your belongings will be teleported to the dorms with you."

Lyra waves her hand at Zelda who was engulfed in magical energies. They rematerialized in front of an ornate mansion.

"Your remedial classes start presently," Lyra said, she pointed to another mansion a ways in the distance. "That is the girl dormitories. Your stuff will be there. And remember you need a date for the Prom next Saturday."

Lyra handed Zelda a booklet, "This will tell you where you can find your class. The teachers are all performing 1 on 1 lessons the entire time between now and Prom day. Also you need a new uniform."

Lyra clapped her hands and smoke surrounded Zelda. When the smoke cleared Zelda was wearing a school girl uniform with a white blouse with brown neckerchief and a short brown skirt.