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Winx Club: Sometimes Dreams Do Come True

By eltf177

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Winx Club, nor do I make any profit from this story.

AUTHOR’S NOTES: As usual those below are very OOC (and the situation rather unorthodox). A brief reference is made to my story MORE THAN ALLIES (which can be found here), which is also where I gave Faragonda and Griffin their first names. Mirta the Witch/Fairy never had a last name in WINX CLUB, I have given her the name “Eveningstar”.
This story takes place at the very end of Season 2 during the Alfea dance for all three Schools at the end of the Season’s final episode THE ULTIMATE POWER COUPLE.

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It was a time for celebration at Alfea and students from both Cloud Tower and Red Fountain were at Alfea joining in the festivities. Lord Darkar had been defeated, Bloom was no longer Dark Bloom but the bright-eyed, bubbly girl she had always been. The Trix were also nowhere to be found and were hopefully trapped in the Realm of Realix, if not forever then at least for awhile.

Mirta Eveningstar had been celebrating as well. But right now she wandering the campus alone, deep in thought.

Earlier the redheaded witch who was now a fairy-in-training at Alfea had been reunited with her ex-roommate and best friend Lucy, who had come over with the other witches of Cloud Tower to help celebrate the defeat of Darkar and the Trix. Mirta was overjoyed and had a number of dances with her friend. Finally they had retired to a quiet corner to drink and talk.

During a lull in their conversation Mirta finally had the courage to admit her feelings towards Lucy, trying to control her nervousness as she spoke. “Lucy, I have always felt lucky to have you as a friend. But now…well, I’d like us to be more than that…”

Lucy was taken aback at this admission, even though she had always suspected Mirta was this way. After some thought she took Mirta’s hands in hers and spoke. “Look Mirta, I’m glad we’re friends too, and I’m sorry I treated you so badly when you left Cloud Tower for Alfea. But I’ve never felt anything more than friendship for you. I’m sorry, but we’ll never be more than friends. I’m…I’m just not into girls…” With that she let Mirta’s hands go, stood up and walked back to the party.

Mirta had known her admission to Lucy could cause strain on their friendship but was willing to take that risk. And Lucy’s rejection of a relationship didn’t exactly come as a surprise. *Well, at least she’s still willing to be friends. That’s worth something.* But she still wanted someone to fill the void in her life. Her parents hadn’t exactly been overjoyed with her decision to attend Alfea instead of Cloud Tower; indeed, they were quite upset. She was afraid to go back home right now and end up with an endless argument with her parents, but Flora had offered to host her for the summer and Mirta had decided to do so.

All the Winx Club had boyfriends now, all but Layla. She had desperately wanted to tell Flora how she felt towards the Flower Fairy after her release from the pumpkin spell last year but had hesitated, afraid of possible rejection. Now Flora was with Helia and no longer available. This saddened her but she was glad that Flora finally found someone. Mirta briefly thought about sounding out the Water Fairy on the possibility of a relationship but had decided against it. That _would_ put a strain on her friendship with the entire Winx Club if Layla proved uninterested or worse, offended. Mirta decided she needed to be alone for awhile to decide what she wanted to do next.

Mirta wandered aimlessly around the Alfea grounds until she found herself at the top of the tallest tower overlooking the Alfea courtyard. She was surprised, however, to find she wasn’t alone. “Hello, Ms. Faragonda”, Mirta said.

The grey-haired Headmistress of Alfea quickly turned around. “Mirta, my dear, you startled me. What are you doing here?”

“Looking for a quiet spot to sit and think. Why did you leave the party?”

“I just needed to be alone for awhile as well.”

“Must be hard having to be near Ms. Griffin again”, Mirta blurted out.

“I beg your pardon?”

Mirta sighed, she hadn’t meant to say that. *Well, the cat’s out of the bag now.* “Early last year the Trix started a huge scandal all over Cloud Tower saying that you and Griffin had once been lovers. When the other students demanded proof the Trix claimed they ‘didn’t have it yet but would soon.’ Most of us never believed them and not too much later they were expelled from Cloud Tower. As you know they returned with the Dragonfire, took over Cloud Tower and fought us all until Bloom defeated Icy while the rest of the Winx Club defeated Darcy and Stormy. The Trix’ story lost any credibility after that and it was never mentioned again. But one day while I was talking with Ms. Griffin about attending Alfea she made a veiled reference about the two of you having been friends once. It took me by surprise and I asked Ms. Griffin if the rumor was true. She denied it, of course, but it was the way she did that led me to believe the rumor was true. But I kept her secret to myself, until now. What happened between you two? That is, if you want to tell me…”

There was a long silence, then Maybelle Faragonda spoke. “Mirta, I’m not sure you want to hear this story. And I’m not sure I want to tell it…”

Mirta remained silent. Finally Ms. Faragonda spoke. “Auralee Griffin and I, together with Headmaster Saladin of Red Fountain, were once part of a group called the Company of Light. We fought a terrible evil a long time ago. When we won the group disbanded. But just before that yes, Griffin and I were lovers for one night. We knew that one night would never be repeated or even mentioned again. That’s really all there is to tell.” Mirta watched as Ms. Faragonda turned away, a small sob almost too faint to hear coming from her.

“You really loved her?”, Mirta asked.

The Headmistress of Alfea just stared out over the campus. “No. It was lust, pure and simple. And we both knew it. That was the main reason for it just being one night.”

“Didn’t you ever find anyone else.”

“No. And apparently Griffy never did either.”

Mirta could feel the elder woman’s pain, which was all to similar to her own. She had to turn away as a tear ran down her cheek.

Maybelle Faragonda noticed this. “Mirta, are you alright?”, she asked with genuine concern in her voice.

“N…n…no”, Mirta barely got out before she sat down and her head collapsed in her lap, loud sobs coming from the witch/fairy.

Maybelle Faragonda sat down next to the distraught redhead. She put Mirta’s head in her lap and gently stroked the younger girl’s hair. “Do you want to talk about it?”

Fighting back more tears Mirta told Ms. Faragonda about her conversation earlier with Lucy, the feelings she’d had towards Flora and was decision regarding Layla. “I’m so alone now…”, she stammered through the tears now running down her face.

Maybelle just continued to stroke the young girl’s hair. “Mirta, you’re young. You’ll find someone, it just takes time.”

“No, Ms. Faragonda. I’m not a witch and I’m not a fairy. I’m hated and shunned by almost everyone, and those that don’t still aren’t interested in a relationship. Even my parents aren’t happy with my decision to attend Alfea.”

“Relationships are hard. I’m a pure fairy and I’ve never had one”, Maybelle said, a soft sniffle ending that sentence.

Suddenly Mirta had an idea. She cleared her throat and asked, “have you ever thought about a student?”

After a long silence Maybelle spoke. “There have been several in the past that to whom, if they had asked, I would have said ‘yes’. But they never asked so the question is meaningless”.

Mirta almost smiled at that. She remembered a conversation she’d once had with Bloom about this very situation. Bloom had been totally shocked when she first learned about this custom. Bloom had told her, “If a student and teacher on Earth had an illicit affair the teacher would be fired and arrested, not necessarily in that order. Now things are a bit different in college, but _not_ in high school.” But things on Magix were quite different. It was not unknown for teachers and students at Magic Schools in the Magical Realm to have romantic and/or sexual affairs. After all, the ability to harness magic is not an easy one and takes above-average willpower…

Mirta knew that she would have to prove her intentions to Ms. Faragonda if there was ever to be a chance of this happening. She raised her head up, sniffed and looked at the grey-haired woman. “And if I were to ask you…?”

Maybelle just sat there, remaining silent but staring quite intensely at the red-headed witch/fairy.

Mirta remained calm, she could show no sign of fear or hesitation now. “I did not make this decision lightly, I assure you.”

Maybelle turned and looked at Mirta, her eyes seeming to bore into the girl’s very essence. “I’m obviously not your first choice”, she finally said.

Mirta knew a lie would doom her to failure. “No.”

Ms. Faragonda continued to stare at Mirta. “Then why me at all?”

“You have a kind and generous heart. I owe you a great deal. And I sense your loneliness, as you can sense mine. I feel we can help each other as well as learn from one another.”

“Well spoken, young fairy. But you know this relationship, if it happens, will put an intolerable strain on us both. There are a number of unwritten rules regarding this sort of thing. First, the affair has to be initiated by a student; teachers are forbidden to do so. Since the request was yours this rule is met. The second is that if interested; the teacher has to first insure that the student is not under a spell or other duress, is mature enough to make such a decision and can fully recognize the consequences of that decision. I believe that you do and thus this rule is also met. The third rule is that discretion is an absolute necessity. Such affairs cannot be flaunted, openly discussed or even hinted at. If the affair is discovered it must end immediately, with the student possibly being expelled and/or the teacher dismissed. This rule doesn’t apply, yet. The fourth rule is that if/when the affair ends it has to be a clean break. Again, this rule doesn’t apply yet. The fifth and most important rule is that the affair cannot be used for favors in the classroom. In fact, most teachers who have lovers in their class are harder on them to insure that no favoritism takes place. I can show you no favors; in fact, I will be harder on you than any other student at Alfea. Could you handle that?”

Mirta never hesitated. “Yes.”

Maybelle just continued to stare at the redhead. “Please give me some time to think this over. This is not something either of us should rush into. You also need to think about this again. And if you should change your mind I will understand.”

Mirta bowed. “Thank you for considering my proposal.” She then turned and headed back to the party. She danced with Layla and several other Alfea fairies, two witches and even a Red Fountain boy. She found Lucy and had one final dance with her very best friend. The two hugged for what seemed like hours before Lucy had to return to Cloud Tower.

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The School Year was almost over. Ms. Faragonda, Ms. Grizelda and the teachers had decided to cancel final exams due to the heroic efforts of the Winx Club and the student body in combating Lord Darkar and the Trix. The final week was to be used to repair the damage done by Dark Bloom and the Trix and to rest up before the students left for Summer Vacation.

Almost everybody slept in late the next morning. There were only a few students about, cleaning up after the party. Mirta did not sleep in but got up, showered, dressed and went to the dining hall for breakfast. There were only two other fairies there, both taking advantage of the early dismissal to go spend the day in Magix shopping. They ignored Mirta, which suited her as she was deep in thought about her next conversation with Ms. Faragonda.

She was caught by surprise when Ms. Grizelda came into the Dining Hall. “Miss Eveningstar, Ms. Faragonda has asked to see you. Go to her office immediately.” Mirta quickly finished her breakfast and headed over towards Ms. Faragonda’s office. Her mind was racing, wondering what decision the Alfean Headmistress had made. Her own decision was clear, though.

When she arrived at Ms. Faragonda’s office she hesitated for a few seconds as she built up her courage, then knocked on the door. “Come in”, she heard Ms. Faragonda say.

Mirta opened the door and walked up to Ms. Faragonda’s desk. Ms. Faragonda was standing by the large window in her office, staring out over the campus. “Did you sleep well, Mirta?”

“Much better than I’d expected. I’m sorry for dumping my troubles on you last night, but thank you for listening.”

The Headmistress turned to face the witch/fairy and gave her a large smile. “It was no trouble at all, my dear. And I’m sorry I dumped my problems on you as well.”

Mirta smiled back. “I’m glad we were of some comfort to one another.”

Ms. Faragonda motioned for Mirta to sit. When the redhead had done so the Alfean Headmistress went behind her desk and sat down as well. “I won’t keep you in suspense, Mirta. I have given a great deal of thought about your proposal. I still have some reservations, but I am willing to give this a try. Are you still interested?”

“Yes.”

“Then we will proceed. What are your plans this summer?”

“Well, as I told you last night my parents still haven’t fully accepted my decision to attend Alfea over Cloud Tower. I doubt I’d be very welcome at home so I wasn’t planning on going back until next Fall Break when I’ve been able to prove this decision is the right one for me. Flora invited me to spend the summer with her and I was originally thinking that was a good idea. But now I have a better one. How about a Summer Seminar Course, “The Theory and Application of the Conjoining of Dark and Light Magic?” I’m sure you and Ms. Griffin learned a great deal from each other, things you could teach me. And I could probably even teach you a thing or two.”

Maybelle Faragonda said nothing, but was very proud of Mirta. She had obviously given this a great deal of thought and was willing to work hard to make it work. *I know now I made the right decision*, she thought. “That is an excellent idea, Mirta. We’ll start tomorrow. By the way, I’m Maybelle to my friends. But in public it will still have to be Ms. Faragonda.”

“Of course, Maybelle. Is there anything you would like to do today?”

“I think the best thing to do is to get to know more about each other. After all, a relationship can’t exist in a vacuum.”

The two spent the next few hours inside Maybelle’s office, telling each other about their pasts. Mirta was surprised to learn about all the adventures Maybelle had participated in, although she noticed that Maybelle was deliberately vague when it came to her time with the Company of Light and her relationship with Auralee Griffin; giving her no more information than she had last night. For her part Maybelle was surprised about Mirta’s past and the reasons her family sent her to Cloud Tower in the first place.

“My, look at the time. Are you hungry, my dear?”, Maybelle asked Mirta.

“Starved.”

“Let’s order lunch in. It’s one of the advantages of being Headmistress.” She used a spell to contact the cook and requested two meals be brought to her office as quickly as possible. As she finished she started to massage her neck. “Sorry, been sitting here too long.”

Mirta leaped to her feet and stepped behind Maybelle’s desk. “Please, allow me.” She gently kneaded and rubbed the elder fairy’s neck and shoulders, bringing a contented sigh from the grey-haired woman. Mirta was careful not to do anything that could cause them trouble as she knew someone would be coming with their lunches very soon. She quickly finished the massage and returned to her chair, just in time for the door to open and two students enter with their lunches. Both girls seemed surprised to find Mirta in the Headmistress’ office but said nothing, simply dropping off the trays and making their way back to the Dining Hall.

Maybelle and Mirta ate their lunches in silence, both thinking hard about the future. When they were finished Mirta asked, “could we take a walk around campus? We can discuss our class schedule.”

“That is an excellent idea”, Maybelle said. The two left Maybelle’s office and walked through the main courtyard, not choosing any particular path but simply wandering wherever their fancy took them. Maybelle pointed out many features of the campus and their history which Mirta found fascinating. In turn Mirta pointed out the many similarities between Alfea and Cloud Tower, many of which Maybelle have never noticed before. She found her respect for the red-headed girl growing.

The pair found themselves wandering back to Maybelle’s office. Mirta bowed to Ms. Faragonda and kissed her hand, saying “until we meet again.” Continuing to bow, she backed out of the room.

Maybelle Faragonda found her heart aflutter. *That was totally unexpected*, she thought as her heart raced.

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It was the final day of classes and students were leaving Alfea. Mirta and Ms. Faragonda made their goodbye’s to the Winx Club. “Now Mirta, don’t study too hard!”, said Stella as she opened the portal to Solaria. Mirta just grinned at the Sun Fairy.

“Same good advise!”, said Musa as she opened the portal to her home. Mirta just continued to grin.

“Don’t forget to write, sweetie”, said Flora as she opened her portal home.

“I won’t”, Mirta promised.

“Goodbye, Mirta”, Bloom said as she hugged the witch/fairy tightly before opening her portal. “See you in the fall!”

“Ignore Stella, do study hard”, said Tecna as she prepared to leave. Mirta just gave her a grin as well.

“Good luck!”, said Layla as she opened the portal to Tides.

“Thanks, I may need it!”, Mirta said as Layla left.

Mirta went back to her room as Ms. Faragonda said goodbye to the last of the students as well as the teachers and pixies who were also leaving; all for the entire summer. The entire campus was now empty, they were the only ones left until just before the new school year started.

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Mirta was doing some cleaning when she heard a knock on her door. “May I come in?”, said Maybelle.

“Please”, the fairy/witch said. Her jaw almost hit the floor when Maybelle entered. The Headmistress’ appearance was totally altered. Her hair was no longer in a bun but hung loosely on her shoulders. The color had also changed, it was no longer gray but blonde. Most of the wrinkles were gone although the elder fairy still wore her glasses, which somehow made her appear even more beautiful. The normal dress she wore was gone and replaced by a somewhat shorter one, either the exact same or a replica of the one she had worn in the picture of the Company of Light. When she finally got her voice back Mirta said, “so that’s your true appearance.”

“Come again?”, said Maybelle.

“Ms. Faragonda, you’re not that old. Neither is Ms. Griffin. As Headmistress of Cloud Tower I knew she created that ‘mature’ look to seem older and thus more powerful than she really was. When I first saw you I thought the exact same thing. But why? You’re absolutely beautiful.”

Maybelle Faragonda actually blushed at that last statement. She smiled at the beautiful redheaded girl. “You’re right. When I was first offered the job of Headmistress I thought I looked too young and inexperienced for the part. So I altered my appearance to look older and more suitable for the role. I never bothered to change it, but then again never really had a reason too. Until now…”

Now Mirta blushed. “Thank you”, she squeaked out.

“Well, the campus is ours for the next three months, other than Concorda who won’t bother us. I think the first thing is to decide on living arrangements. I think it would be best if you moved into my room this summer. That is, if you’re agreeable.”

“That sounds wonderful.” Mirta had already packed a few things, figuring this would be the arrangement and that she could always come back to her room for anything else she might need. She grabbed her bags. “Shall we go?” Mirta knew Maybelle lived somewhere at Alfea but not where, she knew the Headmistress of Alfea wasn’t in the teacher’s dorm wing. She knew several of the married teaching couples had separate quarters off in the woods, perhaps Maybelle lived there.

The young girl was surprised when they ended up in Maybelle’s office. She was further surprised when Maybelle cast a silent spell on the blank wall on the right side of her office. A large door appeared and opened silently. Maybelle motioned the redhead to enter.

When Mirta walked through her breathing seemed to stop. The room was _huge_. A gigantic canopy bed was on the right wall, flanked by two huge dressers. A large desk and filing cabinets were on the wall in front of her together with a walk-in closet that was almost as large as her dorm room. It was filled with clothes and shoes that Mirta had never seen Maybelle in. The wall behind her had a huge make-up table and mirror which again seemed unusual as the Headmistress seemed never to wear make-up as well as a door leading to a _huge_ bathroom, again easily as large as her dorm room. The left wall was the most fabulous, almost all of it was a window overlooking the main courtyard. Mirta had never seen this, that portion of the building seemed completely solid from outside. She turned to Maybelle. “That’s quite a spell keeping that window from being seen. Something permanent?”

Maybelle just grinned. “Yes. Something Alfea does. You are correct, like Cloud Tower Alfea is alive. It’s not nearly as animate as Cloud Tower, of course. It’s something Concorda helps with along with the Magic Archives.

“You know, you and Concorda look very similar now that you’ve regained your normal appearance. It’s something I should have noticed before.”

“Griffin and Discorda also look quite similar. I think it’s something the cosmos requires”, Maybelle said with a chuckle.

Mirta set her bags down. “Well, shall we get started on our Graduate Course?”

Maybelle was pleased that the young witch/fairy was eager to begin. “Alright, but let’s have lunch first. We’re the only ones here so we’ll have to cook.”

“That’s ok, I don’t mind”, Mirta said with a grin. They headed to the cafeteria where they quickly made up sandwiches and ate. Once done they headed for the courtyard.

They sat on a bench, discussing magic both light and dark, convergence and how they might work together. Maybelle told Mirta of some of the tricks she and Auralee Griffin had worked out when with the Company of Light while Mirta discussed some of the things she’d learned from Professor Wizgiz while at Alfea.

The two finally felt confident enough to try some simple spells. Mirta cast a darkness spell, Maybelle poured positive energy into it. Both were surprised when the darkness spell began to alter and became a vortex of colors. Emboldened by this, they started more complex spell weaving. They discovered a catfight spell imbibed with positive energy became a love spell of great strength. “I think we’d better keep this one to ourselves”, Maybelle said while Mirta giggled.

They had been at this for some time when Maybelle noticed how low the sun had dipped. “We’d better call it quits for the day”, she said. The pair returned to the dining hall where they quickly prepared a simple meal and ate in silence, both deep in thought about the events of the day.

They returned to Maybelle’s room. “Help yourself to the bath, Mirta”, Maybelle told the young witch/fairy.

Mirta’s heart seemed to leap into her throat as her heart pounded in her chest. “Could we take one together?”, she finally managed to whisper. She then walked over to Maybelle and gently kissed the elder woman on the lips.

Maybelle knees seemed to buckle as their lips met. *Has it been so long?*, she thought as the kiss ended. “Of course, my dear”, she said, feeling embarrassed at the unevenness in her voice as her own emotions almost overwhelmed her.

The two entered the bathroom. Mirta let out a gasp at the size of it and the size of the bath, large enough to hold half a dozen people. She heard sounds of the bath filling. Mirta turned around to see Maybelle starting to remove her clothing and suddenly felt self-conscious. “I’m so sorry, Ms. Fara-, I mean Maybelle. It’s just that I’ve never…”

“Nothing to worry about my dear, It’s been quite a long time since I’ve done this myself. Let me help you.”

Maybelle reached over, removed Mirta’s tank top and tossed it on the floor with her own dress. She next removed Mirta’s bra, noticing that the redheaded girl’s breasts were quite firm. She stepped back and said, “your turn”.

Mirta slowly reached over and removed Maybelle’s bra, freeing the older woman’s breasts. She was shocked to see how large and firm they were. “W-w-why do you have to hide them, Maybelle? They’re magnificent!”

Maybelle just smiled. “Force of habit, I guess. Now that we’re together we’ll have to work on changing that.”

Slowly the two undressed each other as the bath filled with hot water. Each noticed the other was clean-shaven as were most fairies (Mirta hadn’t started removing her pubic hair until she’d gotten to Alfea, witches usually either shaved or let it go wild depending on their temperament). Finally both were naked and stepped into the steaming hot water.

Mirta instinctively slipped into Maybelle’s lap and cuddled the blonde. The pair shared a long, deep kiss that sent shivers down them both despite the hot water. They remained like that for some time.

Finally they stood up and washed each other down. They got out and Maybelle set the tub to drain. They dried each other off and headed for the bed. They climbed in and Mirta snuggled into Maybelle’s arms. “Ms. Fara-, I mean Maybelle, I’m just so nervous. I’ve never done this before and only have the vaguest idea of what to do…”

Maybelle kissed the redhead gently. “Relax, Mirta. Nothing has to happen tonight. How about we just kiss, cuddle and talk?”

Mirta smiled broadly at that. “You’re very understanding… Maybelle”. She snuggled deeper into the blonde’s arms.

*=*=*

The pair woke late, the sun streaming into the window was bathing the entire room with a soft glow. True to her word, Maybelle had not forced Mirta into something she obviously wasn’t quite ready for. The two shared a number of passionate kisses, touched and caressed each other and made some small talk before finally falling asleep in each other’s arms.

Maybelle gently shook Mirta. “Mirta, dear, we need to get going. It’s late.”

The young witch/fairy sighed contently and tried to snuggle against Maybelle but the elder fairy would have none of that. She shook Mirta again. “Up _now_, young lady!”, she commanded.

That got Mirta’s attention. She quickly became alert and almost leapt out of bed. The two quickly dressed, went to the dining hall and ate, then went outside to continue their spell casting.

The day proved again to be full of surprises. They found several combinations that didn’t seem to work as well as some that did. One combination of a curse spell and a magical barrier proved almost a disaster, producing a spherical wave of negative energy that killed all plant life within it. “Boy”, said Mirta, “if Flora ever saw this…”

“Don’t worry. We’ll use part of tomorrow to replace the grass and dead trees. And we _won’t_ tell anybody about this, right?”

“Definitely”, said Mirta. “Perhaps we should call it a day?”

“No problem, my dear. Let’s eat and get cleaned up.”

They retired to the dining hall for a simple meal, then back to Maybelle’s apartment for a long soak. This time Mirta had overcome her shyness and had no trouble disrobing in front of Maybelle. The two again cuddled in the huge tub until they were prunes.

After exiting the tub and drying one another off, they retired to the bed. Mirta again snuggled into Maybelle’s arms, then leaned up and kissed the blonde. “Maybelle…tonight…may we…?”

“Are you certain you’re up to it, my dear?”, Maybelle asked softly.

“I think so. You’ll need to take the lead but yes, I’m ready for this.”

Maybelle started by deeply kissing the fairy/witch. She then dipped her head lower, trailing kisses down the young girl’s left cheek, neck and upper chest. She reached Mirta’s breasts and slowly wrapped her lips around the young girl’s left nipple while gently tweaking the right one. Sighs and pants came from the redhead as the older blonde continued.

Mirta was starting to squirm when Maybelle’s head continued down the young girl’s body, leaving a further trail of kisses down her belly. As she reached the redhead’s navel her hands slowly spread the witch/fairy’s legs apart allowing her access. Mirta’s hands were on the back of her head eagerly pushing her downwards.

The young redhead’s moans turned into a scream as Maybelle’s tongue dipped inside her. Mirta started violently thrashing and almost threw Maybelle onto the floor. The elder blonde had to quickly stop and take the young witch/fairy into her arms to try and calm her down.

When Mirta’s breathing finally became more regular she grabbed Maybelle’s head and passionately kissed her. “Thank you, Maybelle. I’ve _never_ felt anything like that before. Let me do you now!”

Maybelle let Mirta go and spread her legs. Mirta eagerly repeated the lesson she had just learned, trying hard to do to Maybelle what had just been done to her. Maybelle’s moans seemed to indicate she was having some effect. Finally the blonde’s back arched, she let out a howl and collapsed back onto the bed. Mirta just cuddled into her lover and the pair fell fast asleep.

*=*=*

When Maybelle woke the next morning she found Mirta clinging tightly to her. She remembered their lovemaking and smiled. She had forgotten how wonderful it was to be in love and promised herself she would do everything in her power to make Mirta happy. She kissed the redhead on the forehead saying, “time to get up, dear.”

Mirta gave Maybelle a pleading look. “Do we have to?”

“Nice try, young lady. But it won’t work. Remember, no favors from me.”

Mirta pouted. “Sorry, you’re right. However, since we’re at Alfea all alone is there any reason we have to dress?”

Maybelle thought for a second. “No, I guess not.” The pair rose and took a shower together that took far longer than it should have, not that either of them had any cause to complain. They dried off and put on shoes. Heading to the dining hall they quickly ate, then headed outside to continue their class.

They continued to practice but the fact that both were now nude was having an effect on them both. And they were very much aware of it. Concentration was getting harder and harder every second and finally overwhelmed them both. Mirta collapsed onto the grass and whispered to Maybelle, “care to join me?”

It wasn’t an invitation you could or would even want to ignore. Maybelle quickly sat on the grass beside Mirta and took the redheaded girl into her arms. Rolling over Mirta ended up on top of her and the pair shared a deep kiss. When they broke it Mirta whispered, “please let me take care of you.”

Maybelle smiled. “Certainly, my dear. But then it’s your turn.” The blonde lay back and spread her legs.

Mirta proved she learned quickly as she repeated her actions of the previous night. Maybelle’s breathing became ragged and loud moans were coming from her lips. Mirta never stopped until Maybelle came hard, then she hugged the blonde tightly and planted kisses over her cheeks and neck.

Maybelle just lay in the grass next to Mirta enjoying the afterglow. When she finally had regained enough strength she turned and kissed the redhead with a passion that caught the young witch/fairy off guard. “Your turn, my dear”, she whispered into Mirta’s ear.

Maybelle tried to work slowly but Mirta would have none of that, pushing Maybelle’s head between her legs in short order. The blonde never hesitated but did as the redhead wanted, quickly bringing Mirta to a strong but satisfying orgasm. She cradled the shaking girl in her arms, waiting for her to come down from her high.

When Mirta was finally able to retain her senses she grabbed Maybelle’s face and gave her a deep kiss. “That was wonderful, Maybelle. Thank you.”

Maybelle kissed the redhead back. “And thank you, my dear. But we shouldn’t make a habit of this, it’s far too distracting.”

Mirta thought about this. Giving each of Maybelle’s nipples a quick but firm suckling she leaned up and said, “Well, what if we continue as an exercise in self-control?”

Maybelle moaned with Mirta’s actions, then laughed. “Somehow I think we’ll both end up with failing grades!”

Mirta laughed too. “Probably. But admit it, would detention be such a bad thing?”

Maybelle gave Mirta’ nipples the same treatment, then kissed the redhead again. “I guess not. It would certainly bring a whole new dimension to it!”

Mirta sat up. “How about we continue the original lesson? If we succeed we can renew this exercise as a reward to ourselves.”

Maybelle was surprised at how mature Mirta was behaving. She had never expected this. Her feelings for this girl were growing stronger by the minute.

“Agreed.” The pair got up and continued various spell combinations. Most were failures but there were several partial successes and one spectacular one when Faragonda cast a shield spell into Mirta’s thunderstorm spell. The result was a sphere of black clouds that were both solid enough to resist penetration as well as shot out random bolts of lightning.

“Well, somebody should be able to come up with some idea on how to use this”, said Mirta.

“Oh yes, my dear. Any spell has some use, even if only rarely. But again, this is very powerful and its teaching will need to be restricted.”

Mirta smiled at Maybelle. “So, do you think we’ve earned a break?”

Maybelle smiled back. “Why yes, I believe we have!” She started to move towards Mirta but then stopped.

Mirta was confused by this. She started to move towards the blonde and was further confused when Maybelle moved away from her. “Why?”, she said.

“You must earn it”, Maybelle said. She raised her arms and suddenly there were a dozen more naked Maybelle’s surrounding her.

Mirta knew this was another test, one she needed to solve and quickly. Her mind raced, and suddenly hit upon an idea. She and Flora had been working on some ideas and one seemed perfect for this. “Animatus vinus!”, she ordered and a large ivy vine burst from the ground next to her. The vine rose into the air, then just as quickly moved to the ground and spun around like a slow whip. It passed through the illusions but knocked one of the figures to the ground. Mirta never hesitated but pounced on the prone figure, using her arms to pin down Maybelle’s shoulders. She looked deep into the eyes of the blonde under her and simply said, “I win!”

“Very interesting move, my dear. How did you know the others weren’t substantial?”

“Take a look at their shadows.”

Maybelle looked and saw what Mirta was talking about. Each illusion’s orientation was different but their shadows were exact copies of hers and matched her original facing. Thus, if looked at closely, the shadows didn’t quite match up showing which ones weren’t substantial. This was quite impressive. “How did you notice this?”

Mirta said, “remember, I’m still half-witch. We’re trained in the use of darkness and shadow. It’s second nature to us.”

Maybelle smiled. She was proud of her pupil. No, not just her pupil, her lover. She hesitated at first, but finally said it. “I love you, Mirta Eveningstar.”

Mirta just held Maybelle underneath her, her mind trying to process what it had just heard.

*Oh no, what did I just do?!*, Maybelle’s mind screamed.

Mirta collapsed on top of Maybelle, hugging the older woman tightly. “I’ve wanted to say it so much, but I was afraid you didn’t feel the same!”

Maybelle just held the shaking girl until she calmed down. She kissed the redhead and said, “well, that’s finally out in the open.”

Mirta kissed her lover back. “Maybe we should take the rest of the day to discuss this situation.”

As the two walked hand-in-hand back to Maybelle’s room for a bath she said to Mirta, “yes, we should. There’s a lot we need to figure out before the new school year starts!”

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