White Boyz

Aito picked his chair up and sat down, resuming his pen tapping as he thought, and occasionally, wrote something down. He needed to focus on his schoolwork, not on the lovely girl across from him, though his eyes shot up every now and then, peeking at her. No. He needed to do his work. If he didn’t get at least an E in Arithmancy he was going to regret it later. He’d never get a decent job if he didn’t do well in school, and then he would never be able to take care of his mother. However, he could tell Alkawari seemed just about as thrilled about doing this project as he was… which was not at all. But the sooner they finished, the sooner they never had to do it again.

And then what? Aito blinked, suddenly curious in his own head. Would they part, never to speak again? He wasn’t sure he wanted that, because he had quite enjoyed the conversation and cuddling with the strange Australian girl, and yet, at the same time, he wasn’t sure he would be able to withstand her presence on a regular basis. There was just so much of her everywhere… her presence emanated easily, or rather, maybe he just felt it more now due to having really felt the power she had inside her to knock him on his back.

And then, just as Aito was looking up again, sneaking a little bit of a peek at her from under his bangs, Alkawari lifted her hand. She proceeded whirl her finger against the book, the text moving along with it, glowing red before it seemed to disappear. And then she dispersed it, onto the parchment, with yet another touch.

The Slytherin’s eyes went wide and his chair nearly fell back on it’s own accord this time as he stood up quickly. The back of his head pounded from the action, but he ignored it, placing his hands on the table and leaning forward, staring down at Alkawari’s parchment in absolute wonder. He had never seen anyone perform wandless magic before, though, he had heard it was a rarity among only the most powerful of wizards who managed to channel their magic through their bodies instead. And that typically too years, fifty or greater, to master.

Aito reached out a hand, gently cupping Alkawari’s chin, his eyes dashing from hers to the parchment and back again. ”H-how…?” And that was all he could manage to get out, so astounded words escaped him. Who was this remarkable creature of a girl?

Aito watched with eyes as wide as a child’s, as Alkawari drew a bird, and then, pulled it from the paper the same way she had the text from the book. The bird danced, quite beautifully, as Alkawari hummed, her voice entrancing his ears as much as the bird was his eyes. He could have watched it forever, the tantalizing way the bird fluttered and frolicked, and then, it was over much too soon. Alkawari’s voice stopped and the spell broke. Aito frowned, as the ink landed back on the paper, no longer even a bird. It was an astounding bit of magic. And she had learned this when she was a kid? Merlin, there were some serious holes in his education. He had had no idea magic like that even existed, aside from Muggle creations that made lights dance, and even those, worked on science instead.

”Alkawari…” Aito whispered, still impossibly taken, his eyes flickering up from the paper to look at hers. Her magic was enchanting, in it’s own way, completely separate from the kind of magic his wand could produce. Sure, he could have made something dance or sparkle or explode, but she had made a drawing come off the page with the simple movement of her hand. The Slytherin was stunned, so much that he couldn’t find any more words right at that moment, to properly express exactly how much he had honestly enjoyed her spell. He shook his head, trying to clear it, his hair rapidly flopping all over the place.

”I’ve never seen magic like that before.” Aito finally managed to get out, finding his voice where it had been temporarily locked away. ”Do you know more? Can you… can you show me?” He whispered the last part quite hesitantly, leaning farther across the table, getting his face right down close to hers and staring. ”It’s beautiful.”

Whatever Aito had been expecting, it was not the girl to go changing her face around until she looked quite… canine. He covered his mouth, retreating a bit, eyes practically exploding from his head. From his point of view, it was like she had taken her face, and recreated it, all by just using her hands, which was still the most astounding part to him. Growing up Muggleborn, he hadn’t even thought he’d ever be able to do magic, and when he learned he could, it had been one of the best days ever. But now, he was beginning to question the things he had been taught over the years. Of course, they were good things too, but Alkawari’s magic… It was so different and so… raw. He could practically feel it emanating from her as she grinned at him, and then put herself back to normal. It took him more time to find his voice now, but he did, once the initial shock had worn off.

“A kimapteket?” That must be the spell she had just done. So, the dingo was the only creature it worked with, for her, but did that mean others in her family could do different animals? How did they know which one it would be though… unless it was kind of like a Patronus. The animal that represented your soul. Aito could have been completely wrong, but it was the closest thing he could think of. ”Is a dingo the animal you’re most like then? Because I would believe that.” He smiled, eyes so full of excitement as he looked at her, unable to take them off that pretty face of hers for even a second right now. She was… extraordinary, Alkawari.

Moving around the table, Aito got closer, unable to control his need to do so. He reached out again, but with both hands this time, taking her cheeks and running his thumbs over her face, just staring at her with absolute wonder. He was both curious as to how she had done it, needing to feel her face, and yet, he realized, that might not be so welcome. Quickly, Aito withdrew, his hands hovering for a second before he shoved his thumbs awkwardly into the front pockets of his jeans, hooking them there. ”Sorry… You’re magic is incredible…” He was extremely tempted to ask how it worked, but bit his tongue. He wasn’t sure if that would be appropriate or not. Perhaps, the kind of magic Alkawari did, was kept out of general knowledge for a reason. Maybe the people where she was from did not wish to have it’s secrets revealed. It would be rude to ask such an invasive question as well… It would have been like asking her to remove her shirt or something, at least, in Aito’s opinion.

Aito leaned against the table, listening intently to Alkawari’s explanation of kimaptekets and the Danara magic. To be honest, he was quite enthralled by it, wanting to hear more, but not wanting to ask too much, like he was being nosy or something. He liked to give people a chance to present him with information at their own accord and was quite pleased, when Alkawari deemed him worthy of explaining a little bit about the magic she held within herself. That strange, enchanting magic. The idea of it seemed to match the girl sitting before him. And that scared him a little bit… Because if he was becoming attracted to the idea of her unique magic, then, he might also…

No. That wasn’t something Aito wanted to think about. He liked Alkawari, he did. And she was quite attractive, but there was no way they could… Not after she’d knocked him down like that. It would be like giving into her claim, to admit he was starting to rather like her. Even that though, could easily have just been because he found her and her magic curious. Oh, what would Max say if he ever found out any of this had happened? Aito would probably tell him of course, unable to keep such things inside. About the being tackled and kissed though, not about Alkawari’s magic. That was hers and hers alone to share.

”I find that hard to believe.” Aito sighed, shaking his head as Alkawari spoke of untapped potenttial. ”It’s easy for you, because you grew up with it. But, magic here is vastly different, as I’m sure you know. I doubt… I doubt anyone who carries a wand would ever be able to actually do what you and your family can. Everyone around here grew up learning how to channel through an instrument, but you… you use yourself as the instrument. No one here has that kind of connection to the earth.”