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It takes a good five minutes for Reef to force the professor over, and when they join me, they’re both laden with drinks. Reef slides one over to me but the professor keeps his four to himself. Jesus.

“What the hell is going on? Why is Malia in tears at home?”

The professor scowls and takes a long drink.

“What did you do?”

“Nothing.”

I scoff. “Malia isn’t the sort of girl who cries easily. You did that. I want to know why.”

“There’s nothing to tell.”

“What happened in your study?”

He mutters something I can’t make out and empties his glass. Before he can start the next one, Reef’s hand shoots out and grabs the glass closest to him, swiping it out of reach.

The professor growls – actually growls at him – and quickly swipes one of the others.

I shake my head. He’s so immature and petulant when he’s like this.

“Tell us. We need to keep her safe and this could contribute to that.”

“Fine.” The professor sighs. “But it won’t make any difference.”

“Let us be the judge of that.”

“Malia is leaking magic.” He pauses dramatically and we wait to see what he’s going to add, but that’s it. He finishes the second drink and grabs the third.

“And?” I press.

“And nothing,” he snaps, taking a sip.

“But we knew that. Or suspected it at least,” Reef points out calmly.

“And besides, she’s in our house. It doesn’t matter if there’s a little magic around,” I add.

“You don’t understand.”

“Then tell us,” I insist, exasperated.

“Malia…she…I…fuck.” He pours the third glass down his throat.

“Just spit it out.” I’m losing patience.

“I crossed a line with Malia.”

“What line?” Reef asks sharply.

“The line a teacher should never cross with his student.”

“Did she…consent?” I ask tentatively.

The professor throws his empty glass at me with force but I catch it.

“Of course she fucking did!” he snarls. “I’m not a goddamn monster.”

“Sorry, but you left her in tears! What am I supposed to think?”

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