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⚠️⚠️IT IS A SCAM⚠️⚠️

It's a little boy, younger than any of his students.

A child who has spells tattooed into their skin. Surely they did not want this. They are so young.

They have scars on their hands from infusing blood into their ink.

Chapter 1

Walking down the road the teacher payed little attention to his surroundings, lost in thought. Until a butterfly flew into his view. Watching the magical insect flutter by Qifrey smiled to himself. As the butterfly shifted through the air the silver haired man notice something shift in the shadows of the alleyway. A heavy cloak. The glimpse of a mask. A wide hat.

Quickly the witch ran to the culprit, grabbing them before they could go anywhere, or draw any seal. Yanking their hand the man forced his enemy into the light- simultaneously causing his mask to fall.

It was a child.

Qifrey froze. Eye wide as he stared at the scene before him. A boy, no older than ten years old staring up at him with fear and confusion. Tears starting to form at the corner of his eyes. Bags under his eyes.

The child sniffled, whispering in the softest voice imaginable. "Are you going to hurt me?"

This was wrong. Horribly wrong.

Qifrey knelt down, coming to the young witches eye level, his own voice taking on a paternal tone. "I won't hurt you, tell me, what is your name? And where are your parents?"

The child's lip trembled as he tried to speak through the tears, "my name- my name is Elias." Elias sniffled again, trying and failing to take a calming breath. "And- and they took away my parents." At this point tears were easily rolling down the small boy's round cheeks. Qifrey placed a hand on the child's shoulder, continuing his gentle interrogation. "Elias who took your parents?"

The boy no longer attempted to speak as he stood quietly sobbing, only pointing to the hat on his head. With a nod the teacher took the boy in his arms and held him in a hug. "Do you like the people who gave you that hat Elias?"

"no!" The child wailed. Qifrey gritted his teeth, ignoring the ear shattering pain. "Would you like to come with me?"

The small boy nodded into the witch's shoulder. The silver haired man held the child closer as he stood, carrying Elias as he brought his feet together.

come on qifrey had to have made this joke at least once when olly started growing out his facial hair

Your guard down and the perfect opportunity for qifrey to startle you a bit.

This time, you were organizing things in your study, blissfully unaware of your boyfriend stalking up behind you. You only had a second to notice the shift in the air before a cold hand slid up underneath your shirt. You flinched violently and tried to pull away. Those same cold hands encircling your waist from behind and qifrey could barely contain his laughter now as you squirmed against him.

“I saw you working hard in here and thought you might need the company!” Qifrey snickered.

You did not find it amusing.

has to hope there are no weird

interdependence