House Pegasus

In your open palm lays the majestic figure of a winged horse, revealing you have been sorted into House Pegasus. The house known for students who have a gift for magics dealing with healing and purification. You were hoping for something a little less traditionally "girly" but hey, at least now you know for sure you are going to be in the same house as the cute brunette and the shy, skinny boy. This thought keeps a smile on your face as you and the others are separated into each of the four corners so each house's student representative can lead their appropriate group to the dorms.

A third year student named Molly is the one who takes you to the Pegasus dorm on the east side of the campus and from there she begins giving you your room assignments. In an even greater stroke of good luck, you discover that you will actually be sharing a room with that same cute brunette! Her name is Parisa and after the two of you make introductions you each go about organizing your luggage, picking who gets which bed (and resisting the temptation to "jokingly" suggest you share one), and getting a feel for the space you will be living in together for the year until it is time for the next ceremony you will be attending together as part of your continuing orientation.

"So you're a first gen magic user?" Parisa asks as she casually puts away her surprisingly elaborate looking underwear in the dresser drawer on her side of the room.

"As far as I know," you reply while putting your own (much simpler) bras and panties away as well, "If I do have any secret wizards or witches in my family, they've decided to stay that way."

"That's so interesting," she chirps, "Everyone I know has been from a magic using family so if you have any questions about some of the things we do, I'll be glad to help!"

"I appreciate that," you reply with a smile before bending over to get some socks out of the suitcase on your bed.

Perhaps you bent a little too fast though as the movement causes a brief cramp of pain to radiate from your stomach area and you straighten back up with a grunt. Parisa notices your discomfort and looks concerned as she asks, "You okay?"

"Yeah," you groan as you rub your belly, "Still feeling a little tender after those spells they cast at the end of our physicals."

"Oh, the birth control and STD protection spells? I have heard it can be a little uncomfortable for some girls."

That was quite an understatement as far as you were concerned. It had felt like your body was going through the most intense PMS you had ever experienced three or four times simultaneously but since none of the other girls you were with were showing any reaction you grit your teeth and powered through it. You didn't want to be the weirdo outsider who collapsed after getting a basic, routine spell!

"Look at it this way," Parisa continues as she stops putting away her things to walk closer to you, "It may hurt now but it'll make your periods a lot lighter."

She reaches out and places a hand on your shoulder, her smile still having an innocent quality to it even as she lightly rubs her fingers back and forth. "And if you find someone you like, you don't have to be as nervous or slow about getting closer to them as you might be without those protections in place."

You look down at her hand, a little thrill-induced tingle running up and down your spine as you wonder if she is implying what you hope she is or if she is just being friendly. Before you can think of what to say in response, there is a knock on the door and you hear Molly calling out for both of you. Parisa moves her hand away and just keeps smiling as the two of you leave for what comes next.