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. The class is full of Phoenix house students and you seem to be the only Cerberus student along with a handful of Wyverns. 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 from their own houses 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 hear someone clear their throat. You look up to see Harmony Ashcroft standing next to you.

"I've chosen you to be my partner Dog" Her voice is harsh yet at the same time feels lacking in emotion.

"Dog?" you ask.

She motions to your Cerberus pin. "You're the only dog here. You should feel privileged I'm even acknowledging your presence let alone choosing you as my study partner."

"Sure whatever." You dismiss her remarks. She gives you a cold stare, clearly unhappy with your response. She takes a seat without breaking eye contact, her eyes slowly gloss over in a bright blue glow.

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