To Ophelia's room.

Finishing your dinner without having seen Lee or Harmony, you decide to make your way to Ophelia's room. Perhaps she will be willing to cut things short this evening if you explain you need to work on illusions for class tomorrow.

In the common room, you find the usual assortment of students, including Lee and his friend Brice chatting by the fireplace. "Hey, Lee. Brice." You greet the pair. "I was wondering where you guys were at dinner."

"Oh, you already finished? We were just about to head up there." Lee answers you. "Want to come hang out while we eat?"

"Nah, I have work to do. That's why I finished so quickly. Thanks though. By the way, have you worked on your illusions yet?" You ask.

"Yeah, bro. That class is easy. I crafted an illusion of my golem, only bigger. I was able to hold it for a solid four minutes! That test exemption is mine." Lee sounds proud of his accomplishment and you debate sharing the information Harmony gave about the exercise being a trick. Ultimately, you decide it best to give him the heads up.

"Do you recall, in the reading, where it says illusions will fold under close examination by anther illusionist? I hear that Sloss is going to cause all the illusions to fail tomorrow to prove this point." You regretfully inform your friend. "I'm not trying to bum you out but I wanted you to be ready."

"What?!" Lee exclaims while Brice shows a look of shocked amusement. "What a load of bull. Forget that. I'm going to find a way to pull this off. Come on Brice, let's hurry up and eat. I have work to do." Lee says marching off to the dining hall's direction.

"Later dude. Good luck with your work." Brice tells you before following after Lee.

"Later Brice." You say your goodbye with a short wave.

Approaching Ophelia's door you give a knock and wait for her reply. "Come in." You hear a frantic call from inside and push the door open. The House Phoenix sensor's office is as tidy as usual aside from the desk where Ophelia stands, sorting through a mess of papers occasionally finding one to shove into an open briefcase.

"Everything ok?" You ask the raven-haired beauty who clearly isn't her usual composed self.

"No!" She says frustrated. "Well, yes. The other house seniors are being entitled jack asses is all." She continues. "Just because I'm the only third-year house senior, they think they can push most of the work on me. I earned my spot, just as they did."

"What work are they making you do?" You inquire.

"This stupid fall dance. I told you I had a meeting at lunch. They expect me to make all the arrangements as well as all the planning. They only want to come up with ideas and leave the work to me." Her frustration is apparent as she closes her briefcase. With a deep breath, Ophelia collects herself and regains her usual composure before approaching you. "I'm sorry." She says gently placing a hand at the back of your neck. Leaning in to kiss you softly. "I don't mean to bail on our plans but I have another meeting to get to." Her mood vastly improved after the kiss.

"It's ok. I was just about to ask if you wouldn't mind cutting things short tonight. I have work to do for illusions class." You tell her.

Ophelia smiles warmly at you. "Your the best." She says then pulls you in again for a passionate kiss. Her tongue dancing into your mouth teasingly while pressing her slender body against yours. You place a hand on her tight ass and give it a loving squeeze causing your cock to lightly stir in your pants, getting her attention. "Don't get started now." Ophelia laughs while lightly grinding herself against your bulge, only making you harder, before releasing you. "You are welcome to practice your illusions here if you want. I know most student's quarters are a little cramped. But I really need to be going." She gives you another quick kiss then exits the office.

The busy schedule of house seniors seems to have straightened out your problems for the night. A little sad you won't be spending the evening with the voluptuous third year, you contemplate your options. You could stay here and practice your illusions. Or you could head to Harmony's room on the third floor. Maybe she was finished with her divination project and had the time to help you. She did say she took the class last year. Lee seemed to be doing well with the assignment and determined to find a way to maintain his illusion even under the scrutiny of Professor Sloss. He and Brice were probably still in the dining hall.