The next day.

You sleep throughout the night. Dreams of Ophelia and Harmony filling your head. Harmony was tied up and bent over Ophelia's desk. Her skirt pulled up to reveal her perky ass cheeks while Ophelia instructed you on how and when to spank the bound girl. A semi-hard cock waiting when you wake. At least it isn't a full-on rager of a boner.

The still-unnamed phoenix is perched on the trunk at the foot of your bed waiting to be fed. "You and me both." You tell the expecting familiar. As you approach, the bird flaps his wings and moves to stand on your desk, clearing your access to the trunk and the food inside. You take another handful of feed from the sack and feed the hungry bird before getting yourself dressed for the day. Breakfast is being served in the house Phoenix dining hall. The smell of eggs and sausage drifting down the hall cause your empty stomach to grumble.

Entering the dining hall, you find your nose was correct; plates of sausage and eggs are being served to the waiting students. You take your place in line and are soon served your meal. Looking around the room, you spot Lee sitting with one of the boys from last nights dinner, Brice you think was his name.

"Hey, guys." You great them as you take a seat at their table.

"Dude!" Lee exclaims. "How is it you have an in with all the hot girls around here? First Harmony, then Parisa, then again last night with that amazing third year! That girl is a goddess!"

"Ophelia?" You laugh nervously. "She is the teacher's assistant in one of my classes. I just offered to help her out with some paperwork to look good." You decide it best to stick with Ophelia's cover story.

"Bro! What class is she in? I need to make a transfer." Lee laughs

"History and ethics of sex magic." You answer between bites of your breakfast.

"What?! That girl teaches sex magic?" You can tell Lee's head is about to explode and you can't help but laugh at the guy.

"She's not actually the teacher. She's the assistant. And it's not like she demonstrates or even lectures in class. In fact, I don't even know what she does in that class. All she did was sit there while professor Greymouse gave a lecture." What was Ophelia's purpose in that class? Why didn't any of your other professors have an assistant? "Anyway. We have psionics first today. How did you do the other day?"

Lee doesn't really want to change subjects but he answers your question anyway. "Brice and I managed to communicate but our psionic link kept breaking. We had to start over a few times."

"That's right. You were in that class with us." Brice says, finally joining the conversation. "Yeah, you were the guy that paired up with Harmony. How did that go?"

"He isn't the ideal partner but I suppose he is my best option, given the choice of so-called students in the class." The three of you look over to see Harmony standing there. Her blond hair held back from her face by a black hairband. She is dressed properly in the school uniform, her black sweater vest hiding any cleavage but still straining to contain her ample endowments. "If you boys don't hurry with your breakfast, you will be late for class." She states coldly before turning to make her way to the exit.

"Harmony." You blurt out before she manages to walk away. "Thanks for the phoenix food. My familiar seems to enjoy it." Her eyes convey a sense of annoyance that you are speaking to her but her cheeks very slightly turn red. Is she blushing?

"Well... I just knew you would forget. I didn't want the poor thing to starve. And hurry up. I can't have a psionics partner who is late." She quickly turns for the exit again and hurries away. The three of you watch as Harmony struts out of the dining hall. Her firm ass swaying in the uniform skirt.

"Well, I suppose it is about that time. We should probably get to class." You tell your friends.