Chapter One

The door to Dean Foggs office slammed open making him look up with an utterly annoyed glance.

"A simple knock would've sufficed, but you've never been one for subtely have you?"

"WHAT THE FUCK FOGG! YOU DRAGGED ME ALL THE WAY FROM IRELAND TO LOCK ME AWAY HERE?!" Fog gestures his hand to the seat in fron of his desk a subtlety demand for her to sit down and be rational.

"Now Dahlia you're not locked away here as you so put it. Theres alot going on here with Quentin being accepted into the school and we need you here for not only your protection, but your guidance as well." Dahlia huffed as she got up to pour herself a scotch

"What makes you think I'd even teach these gold star ass sucking students of yours Fogg?"

Fogg got up and stood in front of Dahlia trying to look passed her dark black sunglasses.

"Because your fate and theirs are tied together and you want answers to your past and with my help you might actually get them." Dahlia sighed knowing she had no other choice but to take his offer.

"Fine what kind of job am I getting assigned."

"You'll be teaching Transfiguration it will be mostly elective, but I have a feeling my students will be drawn to it. You will also be a teachers aide I'll give you your schedule each morning and what teacher you'll be assigned to that day."

Dahlia downed her whole glass of scotch as she ripped the paper the Dean was holding out of his hand.

"I already know where my cage is." She glared back at him before continuing

"You're a bastard you know that. I'll see you tomorrow"

She walking down the hall as she flipped the dean off.