"Well, this is difficult to believe." A familiar voice chimed, followed almost immediately by the clacking of shoes on the ground.
You turned around to face Crowley, who finally seemed to have dealt with his ruffled feathers and was only now joining back into the conversations.
"Considering the monster invasion..." The headmaster began, looking down to Grim curled up against your body, his eyes narrowing at the creature. Crowley sighed, continuing his walk back to the centre of the room.
"...And this business with you..." He gestured towards the boy you still didn't know the name of. "Today is a veritable parade of unbelievable absurdities."
"However." Crowley came to a stop in front of the small group in the space between the bench rows, before turning to fully face the boy. "If all of this is true...then we simply cannot enroll you in our academy."
The bird man turned to face you, glaring at the monster sleeping in your arms. "As for you, your soul doesn't align with any dorm, which has never been a case this school has had to face. Therefore, we cannot enroll you either."
You merely shrug, honestly, you don't know if staying would be the better option for you anyway.
"So," Crowley took a step back so he could look at both you and the boy simultaneously. "Let us ask the Dark Mirror to return the both of you to where you came from." The boy sighs in relief as you just look on with a blank face.
Crowley quickly walks to the mirror at the centre of the room, by passing the rest of the room's occupants without sparing them a glance despite all the eyes being on him.
"Magicless boy, you first." Crowley stated, turning around to look at the uniformed boy as he gathered his stuff.
Crowley tapped his cane on the ground beside him a few times as he waited, before beginning to talk again. "We must have you leave the school as soon as possible, those without any talent for magic cannot be allowed to attend classes here."
The boy moved to stand beside Crowley, who dusted off the boy's shoulders muttering stuff under his breath before raising his voice to speak louder.
"There is no need to worry. The Dark Mirror will send you directly back from whence you came." He exclaimed, looking back at you before returning his attention back to the boy.
"Enter the Gate, and picture your home clearly in your mind..." Crowley instructed, watching as the boy hiked the duffel bag over one shoulder and the pole thingy over the other before following his order and stepping into an open coffin.
"Oh, Dark Mirror!" Crowley began, arms outstretched to the side as he raised his voice. "Guide this soul to where he belongs!" Crowley demanded, arms raising up above his head.
It looked a little like those odd ritual chants your mother would do with those triplet witches who'd rarely visit. You shivered at the memory of them, they'd always been...overly sweet to you...blegh...
The mirror was silent in response to the order, the mask's eyes narrowing momentarily before returning to normal.
Crowley began to fret, his arms dropping to his side before he turned to the boy again. "O-Once more."
"Oh, Dark Mirror! Guide this-!" He was cut off by the mirror.
"Nowhere..."
"Eh?"
"I searched this world and its vast space, and nowhere do I find his rightful place... I see only emptiness's embrace."
"That can't be right!" The boy demanded, stepping out of the still open coffin and moving to stand before the Dark Mirror.
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Sweet At First Glance | Twisted Wonderland X Reader
FanfictionY/N L/N, the secret daughter of the Candy Witch. One day, she accidentally jumps worlds and ends up at an all-boys school for magic. Can she successfully hide her identity as a girl and not have her unique looks give her away? This is a Twisted Wond...
