Advanced Psionics

You dread the start of your day as you've just been hit with life altering news and are immediately whisked away to the toughest class on your schedule. The class is reserved for third years and advanced second years only. You however due to your little public magical outburst and apparent super genes have been sorted into this class in spite of having no training in the area beyond the recommended summer reading text.

You take a seat in the back of the class hoping not to draw any attention to yourself after the whole spectacle at orientation. It doesn't help every student is looking over their shoulder at you and whispering god knows what. Every student except one. At the very front of the class you spot the Ashcroft girl. Shes simply sitting there starring blankly at an empty board not socializing with any of the whispering students around her. Her reputation seems to be spot on. The whispers fall silent once a loud voice fills the room demanding the students sit and pay attention. To your slight confusion the hulking voice seems to have bypassed your ears and been projected straight into your thoughts. In walks the professor a waddling dwarf whose appearance does not match the intimidating voice being projected into the students' heads.

"Welcome to advanced Psionics." The voice proclaims in your mind. "As you may have realized by now, I will be projecting my lectures directly into your mind this semester. By being a recipient of telepathic communication throughout the entirety of class, your mind will have an easier time learning to project its own telepathic communications."

You feel strange staring at the professor as his lips remain motionless but his eyes and body language seem to strangely match up with the words he's projecting.

"All right then," The voice continues. " For today's lesson I'd like for you all to pair up with one another and practice direct one on one telepathy for the next forty five minutes and we will all review together for the last fifteen minutes of class."

You tense up at the idea of pairing up with a stranger and entering each other minds. You look around nervously as all the other students pair up with their friends and you sit awkwardly in the back hoping and at the same time dreading that someone will come up and talk to you. You have your head buried in your arms when you here someone clear their throat. You look up t see Harmony Ashcroft standing next to you.

"Would you care to be my partner?" She asks in such a formal tone she almost sounds British, you think to yourself. Then have a mini panic attack on the inside as you hope she wasn't already reading your mind.

"Sure." You're so nervous your voice cracked halfway through. Harmony takes a seat next to you and her eyes glow a bright blue as she establishes a telepathic link between the two of you.

"May I ask you a question?" You hear her voice in your mind.