Chapter 8.

"So you claim that the dragon sent extra power through you?" asks the headteacher, folding his hands on top of his desk.

I'm sitting on a wooden chair in his office, trying to keep my cool as he interrogates me.

"Yes." I say lamely, my mind immediately send to double speed as I try to think of ways to get out of this without exposing myself as a half mage.

I wait for him to say something, but we sit in silence for a while before he thinks about this.

"Well, I guess it's plausible." he says, looking into my eyes.

I feel my hands start to feel clammy. I see a little goldfinch land in a birch tree right outside his window.

And then the weirdest thing happens. I feel like I'm suddenly running about 100 miles a minute. What's happening!?

Soon I don't see the man's office anymore. No, I see the school , but somethings wrong. Every last thing is on fire. And I look to see what caused the inferno.

It almost breaks my heart when I see my crimson dragon's amber eyes look into mine before it goes back to torching the place.

But in order for dragon magic to work, someone must have accidently called on to much of it's power.

I am in the suffocating heat a little longer before i'm wrenched back into the present.

The headmaster doesn't seemed in anyway surprised, so I guess only I saw that whole dragon scene.

Now I'm totally freaked. What the heck was that? Did I just see a vision?

"You may go Miss Black, I believe we are done here." he says, almost like he is bored.

I have to resist the urge to run out of the door. No, I exit in proper fashion and then run all of the way to the tree, where I'll be standing guard tonight.

The night is so dark, it's like midnight is just around the corner, even though it's only 9:30.

I take my wand out and examine it for what must be the hundredth time.

This goes on for a little bit before I notice something is weird with the tree.

It seems to be almost... glowing. So weird. I walk towards the glowing tree.

As soon as my hand touches the rough bark, a door appears in the tree. My eyes widen in fear. What's going on?

I grab the handle and look inside the door. There a chamber full of dirt, and very lightly lit by lamps.

What the heck? I take a quick look to make sure that no one is watching me and step into the passage.

I walk slowly through the dark and dusty passage for a while before I see a light up ahead.

"Hello?" I call.

All I see is a spider scurrying along the wall.

But then I hear a voice. "Who are you, and what do you want?"

I stand frozen for a second before a teenage boy comes into focus.

"Hello?" It's my own hesitant call thrown back at me.

The boy steps forward, and I have to admit. He's something of a looker.

A few inches taller than me, like Austin, with deep crimson, wavy hair, pale sh skin and a face full of freckles.

"What your name?" he asks, his voice cautious.

"Why should I tell you." I say, trying to be brave, but failing.

All of a sudden, he whips a wand out and I see everything turn to black, and I fall.

I wake up wondering where I am. Kind of an unsettling way to wake up, if you ask me.

I turn my head, trying to make out where I am.

All I know is that I'm laying in the dirt in an underground chamber, and I hate it.

There is no escape. I'm in what seems like an inescapable prison. My clothes are now full of dirt, and they are slightly ripped. I'm standing there thinking about the

situation for a while before the dirt opens up in front of me and two people step in. After they get in, regrettably the sweet escape closes.

"And so this is the girl you were telling me about ?" says the girl, coming closer to me.

The other person, the boy I saw earlier replies.

"Yes, Laura. Now be quiet so I can go question her." he says.

He walks over to me, and I put on my best I hate you for trapping me look.

"How did you find this place?" He asks.

I honestly question whether or not to answer any of his questions for a moment, and then decide I will. Something tells me that the sooner I cooperate with him, the

sooner I can go back to guarding that tree and forgetting that this ever happened.

"I was in the school, you know, keeping guard, and I put my hand on the tree, and this door thing opened up." I say.

"Okay. Now tell me one more thing."he says.

"And that would be" I say, trying to get him mad. Hey. just because I'm answering his questions doesn't mean that I can't have a little fun.

"Your infuriating. did you know that? Anyways are you or aren't you a half mage?" he says.

I think in silence for a moment. If I say yes, I'm obviously going to be in more trouble than I'm already in. Unless this boy is somehow a half mage too, and then I would

be in trouble if I was just an ordinary wizard. "Yeah. I am." I say bravely.

"Well you should know that we are all in the same boat. Were all half mages as well." He says.

My eyes widen as I take in this new information. How can this be possible? Being a half mage is outlawed.

I try not to let my face show how surprised this makes me.

"How do I know that you're not lying?" He asks, and his voice is full of speculation and a little bit of wonder. why shouldn't it be? He just found another outlaw.

I grasp for anything that might prove my rank.

"You might know my sister. Juliet. Juliet Black."

Wrong move.

His face shows rage, and I'm afraid that my sister has done something horrible.

I mean, I barely know her. She could be the ruler of the Wizard world and I would hardly know, would I?

Things just took a turn for the worse.

"Ow yes we know her." He says, and then everything goes black again.