Yeah, well sort of

Following the map was, an experience. A 2D map made of smoke that tracked you and stayed right in the centre of you vision was not as helpful as you would think. It made looking around impossible as the damn thing orientated according to which why you was facing, meaning if you looked left or right the centre of your vision rotated in the other direction.

By the time you reached the maps end point you breathing was a little haggard. Amarok house was not close.

The map was still there so you tried to wave it away. Waking into a room with a smoke map might be kinda weird, on the other hand magic was a thing so maybe not.

It didn’t matter as the map dissolved into a cloud of smoke and faded away. You grabbed the handle and after a few breaths to make sure you weren’t going to enter panting walked inside.

The room looked, well like a lecture theatre. There were seats with tables, a stage at the front with a desk and a lot of students.

You had a sudden realisation that when everyone stops talking when you walk into the you become the subject of every conversation that starts afterwards

“Thank you for joining us, the lecture will start in a moment.” The voice came from a teacher you didn’t recognise who seemed to be in the middle of talking with some students.

You saw an empty seat and took it quickly. Once down conversation started again and you relaxed a little. After a quick glance you couldn’t see anyone you knew, there were a few Cerberus house present but you didn’t know them so you made no attempt to speak beyond a shared nod of acknowledgement.

You did feel a slight disappointment that Aimil wasn’t here, most so you could look at a friendly face. Huh weird, you never thought you would consider a werewolf to have a friendly face, for that matter you never thought you’d met a living werewolf.

Without anyone to talk too you just look around. The teacher looked like a middle-aged man with silvering hair, though his actual age was anyone’s guess. He looked to be nearing the end of his patience with the students he was talking to. You heard a gasp from your left and looked over to see a flushed girl sitting next to you.

You stared a moment longer until you saw the reason for the flush, there was something moving around her modest chest. You looked away after confirming it was not a gasp of anything but pleasure.

The people here are fucking weird is all you thought turning your eyes back to the teacher. It was well times as he waved the students away and moved to the front of the room.

“Students welcome to magical theory, this is an introduction to build on what you learned in your first year.”

Well fuck. You really should have done some homework about, the entirety of last years study.

“Open your textbooks to page ten.”

You looked around to see books on everyone’s desks aside from yours. You really didn’t want raise your hand and ask for a textbook.

“Here.” The girl who had been flushed said moving her desk over and showing you the book.

You weren’t going to pass up that up and moved to read from it. On the way taking the chance to spot the pin on her chest. It was a Wyvern. Wait were was yours, shit did you leave it in the common room door. You pat your chest in the vein hope of finding it there. And you do. You looked down to see the wolves head looking out. Ok you did not put that there; Morgan must have done it.

“Please read the page and tell me the mistake in it.” The teacher.

You read the page, it was, you didn’t know what it meant, you could read it fine but translating it into something you could understand was beyond you.

“Sir.” The girl sharing her book with you raised her hand, you tried to ignore the fact her movement made her chest jiggle slightly. The teacher waved her up and she stood. “It says magic is most commonly used to make life easier.”

“And?” The teacher prompted.

“Magic is used most commonly for sex sir.” The entire room exploded into giggles, except you, you assumed that was a joke but from how earnestly she said it you weren’t so sure.

“Why are you all laughing she’s right?” The teacher asked without missing a beat. “Though she has a slight advantage over the rest of you being a dryad.” Everyone looks at her including you, the movement under her clothes picks up slightly but only you saw it, given you, close angle. “Have a seat please.”

She sits down and looks at you with wide eyes. You recognise that look from Aimil and Morgan and your crotch response to the clear attraction directed toward you. You blush slightly and look back at the textbook.

The rest of the class passes slowly with pretty much everything going over your head. Aside from the first question there aren’t anymore comments about sex. The dryad next to you becomes less and less subtle with the movement beneath her clothing.

You do your best to ignore it when you feel a hand on your thigh. You look over and see her looking at you, her eyes dart to your hand that was resting by your side and then to her thigh. You are way to public to actually like so you keep your eyes locked ahead.

You last a few seconds before glancing down to watch her hand being rubbing your thigh. As you look you see a very obvious deep green vine appear from beneath the girls skirt and snake over to your leg.

You felt it wrap around your shin and clear your throat. That was way too weird for you.

“Is something wrong?” the teacher asks pulling your attention from what was wrapping around your leg.

“N-no sir.” You manage to get out as the dryad continues to fondle your leg. He moves to walk over and you try desperately to get rid of the hand on his thigh.

Her hand leaves your thigh a moment before the teacher can see it. “Well perhaps you would like to answer the question.”

“Question?”

“Do try and pay attention to the class and not to your partner.” He walks away and you feel a lot of eyes on you.

The dryad’s hand quickly returns to your thigh and you can see her breathing heavily. After a few more seconds she tenses and her stroking of your thigh is replaced with a squeezing. Once her hand relaxes you try and comprehend what just happened.

She looks at you and smile. “Thanks.” She mouths to you and goes right back to paying attention to the lecture leaving you very unsure. What you supposed to do now, talk to her, pay attention to the lecture, what?