Sarah Paulson Characters: One shots

Cordelia Goode x Zelda Spellmann x Alma Peregrine x Reader - A common matter

A/N: I'm back with another fic. I love these three characters and believe they have a lot in common. Hope you enjoy.

Prompt: Three women with magical powers, all headmistresses to schools, providing young witches and warlocks with peculiar talents a home, share a common interest- you. What happens when the person they care about most is in possible danger?

TW: angst, comfort, hurt, mention of violence

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Cordelia had a feeling, an unsettling one as soon as she woke in the middle of the night, chest rising and falling fast as if the breath was knocked out of her lungs. Her intuition or maybe it was her supreme power but she knew something wasn't right. However, she couldn't quite put the pieces together or understand what exactly was causing this feeling within her. After all, she wasn't at home, wasn't near the coven or her witches, and she sure as hell wasn't going to call the academy in the middle of the night, worrying and alerting the others.

If it wasn't for the council meeting she was currently stuck in, with academies from places all over the country, she would have observed, found the source. As she wanders the halls of the academy for warlocks that are holding the council meeting this time, trying to find whether there was a source within this school waking her, she was unaware that another witch and headmistress was ripped out of her dreams, almost the same agonizing feeling keeping her from sleep.
As Cordelia gently wanders the hallway of the upper floor, where her bedroom was located for the amount of time she was staying here, she passes a balcony, overlooking the gardens of the academy and she is surprised to find another person awake at this time. However this wasn't just any woman with red, almost ginger hair, overlooking the said gardens, holding a cigarette in her hand gracefully, inhaling and exhaling the smoke slowly.

The blonde headmistress had seen this woman quite a few times, even remembering some snarky comments from some of the many council meetings they had both attended, representing their academies. As Cordelia steps out into the cold chilly night, a set of green eyes finds her brown ones and an eyebrow raising on both of the women's features. There is silence for a moment, both of the witches admiring the sky filled with stars.

„Can't sleep either hm?" Zelda speaks up, in between her drags. Cordelia simply nods, having a feeling that there was also a reason the woman standing in front of her was awake at this time, the cigarette in her hand surely not the only reason. „I'm C-" she tries but Zelda stops her. „You're Cordelia Goode, supreme and headmistress of Miss Robichaux's" Zelda finishes and is met with a surprised glance from the blonde.
„You know me?" she asks in return, somewhat used to getting recognized amongst other witches but not particularly in this setting, as her and the redhead hadn't been officially introduced.

„Of course, I'd recognize my supreme anywhere" Zelda replies, a smirk playing on her lips before introducing herself. „I'm Zelda Spellmann, high priestess of the Academy of Unseen Arts". The two of them shake hands, before something catches their attention, a bird flying near them and interrupting the peace and quiet just momentarily.

Before either of them know it, the bird more specifically falcon vanishes into the dark night sky. Both women part ways before the cold creeps up on them and their tired bones, from carrying the weight of responsibilities, both leading academies for witches and warlocks, back to their beds to rest, the feeling in their chest, however, still present.

It's not until midday and in the middle of the council meeting when the strange feeling in both of the women's chests finally make sense and give them some answers the next day. "Miss Goode, there is an urgent phone call for you" their meeting is interrupted and the supreme leaves behind preoccupied witches and warlocks, going on about introducing and making plans for their schools, only a set of green eyes follow the blonde leaving the room as Zelda had noticed Cordelia's reaction and the fear in her eyes as she hastily picked up the phone upon exiting the room.