The Halloween ball decorations were beautiful. Headmaster looked nice in a tux Melody had to admit. Before the ball, Melody gathered all her courage to march back into his office and accept the position of his advisor. Of course, Belinda didn’t like that. She even accused Melody of trying to get under her skin, but the truth was Melody was trying to keep her head above water.
“You look lovely tonight, Advisor,” Kent spoke and smiled. She searched his face for any traces of anger.
“You’re being kind to me,” Melody observed.
“Anger, Advisor. It consumes you. I learned along time ago that kindness and forgiveness go hand in hand,” Kent replied while smiling.
The double doors opened and in marched a boy with brown hair and eyes. His smile was warm. “Advisor, this is Collin Evans. He knows the lay out of the building like the back of his hand. He’s our protector.”
“Hi,” Melody spoke shyly.
Kent watched them. It felt as if his heart had broken. He shook his head, shaking that thought. “Get a grip, Kent. She’s your advisor. Be realistic,” Kent scolded himself.
“May I have this dance?” Collin held out his hand.
“I- sure.”
“Are you okay?”
“It’s just a bit intimidating, isn’t it? I know the academy is for adults, but I feel like a teenager again,” she confessed.
Collin grinned. “That’s the magic of this school.”
Heels were clicking very fast. Melody looked up and gasped when she noticed Belinda had her wisher. “Belinda, please put down the wisher,” Melody tried to reason.
“I wish Headmaster and Melody would disappear!” Belinda shouted.
Screams all around her. Belinda grinned. “If anyone has anything to say, be careful.”
“Belinda, what the hell?” Collin stepped up to her.
“Where’s Caden?” She demanded.
“I- don’t know.”
“Right here!” Caden answered from behind with his wand. “Go! Find them!” Caden shouted to Collin.
Melody and Kent had been wished into a tree. “Headmaster? Are you okay?”
“The first thing I’m doing is firing her,” Kent muttered.
At the sound of growling, Kent held on tighter. Melody looked down. It’s a werewolf. “Houston?”
“Melody?” The werewolf transformed back into himself.
“Melody?” Kent was confused.
“He- he was Shawn Paul’s servant with me,” Melody explained. At the name of Shawn Paul, Melody thought she saw ang flash through his eyes.
“He says hello,” Houston grinned evilly.
Kent tried to wish him away, but that didn’t work. “No, Headmaster!” Melody shouted.
“Advisor, what are you doing? He’s clearly going to eat us alive!”
“No,” Melody grabbed the wisher and threw it at him.
“What the hell?”
Houston laughed when nothing happened. “Does your precious headmaster know about your little secret power, Melody?” Houston taunted.
Kent looked from Houston to Melody. “What is he talking about, Advisor?”
“No time right now.”
Melody shot out poison from her fingers at him. Kent gasped.
Houston fell and closed his eyes. “He – he’s not dead,” Melody looked over at Kent, but he was looking at her if he was scared of her and that stung.
“Advisor, you have an illegal power. I have to take you to the miistry of magic and misuse.”
“But I didn’t-”
“Advisor, do you trust me?”
Melody nodded.
Once at the ministry, no one said anything. “Someone start talking to now!” Grimshaw Lincoln barked. Grim was Kent’s older brother. The thought popped into Melody’s head.
“Grim, I need you to be reasonable here,” Kent begged.
“Reasonable? Kent, the girl has an illegal power and I’d like to know how she got it,” Grim was eye her suspiciously.
“It- it’s not what you think,” Melody’s eyes were pleading.
“Tell us your story, Miss Marks,” Grim ordered.
*Flashback
Shawn Paul stroked her face. “That’s right, Melody. Look me in the eyes. I can give you everything!” Shawn Paul plunged the needle into her veins and Melody screamed.
“The power of poison. It’ll always call me to you. A power you don’t want.”
Melody looked him in the eyes. She didn’t cry or beg. “I’ll find away to reverse it,” Melody challenged.
Shawn Paul grabbed her by her neck. He ran his lightning staff across her face. “I could disfigure your pretty little face right here, right now, Melody.”
A chill ran down Melody’s spin but she wasn’t going to let him win. “And how would you like it if I used your own lightning to destory your hand?” Melody retorted.
When Melody had finished her story, she looked up to see Grim. No emotion on his face, but Kent was wearing a mixture of emotions. Pride, anger, confusion and fear.
“It still doesn’t change the fact that you have an ilegal power, Miss Marks. Hands on the hot plate.”
Melody shook her head. Grim pushed hand down on the plate. She screamed.
“Grim! Would it kill you have to some basic human emotions? She’s traumatized enough!”
“Kindness and patience are luxuries I can’t afford, Headmaster.”
Grim put the cool wand on her hand and the wound disappeared. Kent wrapped it gently.
“Come on, Advisor,” Kent looked back with one warning look to his brother.
