Lycs sat in his office, waiting. His emerald eyes were fixed to the door and in his handhe played with his wand, getting impatient. Ferguson was already late and, if he didn't show soon, Lycs would go and fetch him- something somewhat undesirable for Calum.

Calum walked to Professor Anima's office silently. He was tired and he couldn't deny it, but he kept his eyes wide open. He smiled pleasantly at Anima.
"So, what am I going to do?" he asked.
He was going to add in, 'Useless things, I'm guessing.', but decided not to in case it worsened his detention time.

Lycs' eyes snapped to him and a cold smirk crept on to his normally blank features. "My advice would be to sit down, Ferguson, and wait until I've finished this." he said, writing on a piece of parchment, sealing the scrol and giving it to an owl. He knew now that Flame would not take long to arrive.

Calum nodded and took a seat. Staring at the scroll, but that was only the obvious thing to do., There was nothing else to do but that. Was this all he was going to do? Honestly.

Lycs looked up at Calum after a few mintues and walked over to the fire, right behind the boys seat, fueling it to a point where the boy wuld be able to feel it burning his skin, and he was unable to move from the seat unless Lycs gave him permission.

"For now, you can sort this out." he said, dropping a pile of work in front of the boy. "I want it arranged into piles according to house, and in alphabetical order of who wrote it." he insturted, sitting down. Any time now, Flame. he thought.

He felt the heat press his back. He tried to get up, but he simply couldn't. He started with a surprised expression, but then turned it expressionless. Sighing, he started to sort out the houses. Slytherin.. Ravenclaw... Gryffindor.. Gryffindor.. Hufflepuff.... Slytherin.. Slytherin...
There seemed to be more Slytherins than any other house. He shrugged the idea off and continued with his sorting. After he had done the sorting house, he began sorting them into alphabetical order.

Flame had recieved the owl and walked in calmly. She hadn't been within these walls for a while, and she knew she would not be for long. Thsi was merely an exercise, playing at being a loyal NDE still when she had actually turned against them to form her own organisation which only the elite would make. Still, for now, she had to play loyal NDE.

Flicking long black strands she smiled at her cousin. "Hello Professor Anima, how can I help you tonight?" she asked with a cold smirk before fixing her cold, grey glare on Calum.

Calum saw a female come into the room. He glared at her and continued his shuffling through the pieces of paper. Z.. Y... X.. W.. V.. U... T...
He sighed. This wasn't at all hard, but he still felt the fire behind him. It was hot and he his robes were black, absorbing more heat. He mentally cursing himself for wearing the clothing.

Lycs saw Flame and smiled, walking over to her. "Hello dear cousin, I was hoping if you'd take this here boy for a... lesson. I'm sure you know what I mean- your father did not put the classroom there to never be used, did he?" it wasn't meant as a question, it was directions. Flame nodded, smirking, her eyes never having left the boy.

"It shouldn't be too hard, cousin, he won't have the strength to fight me or it." she flicked her wand, using the third unforgivable, planning to control him. Or, it was third in her list anyway- the one least used.

He tried to listen in on them. He wondered what classroom they meant. So Lycs was Flame's cousin. He never really knew that, but before he could dwell on it any longer, a powerful hook seem to have gained access to moving all his limbs for him.
He tried to fight the strength that was getting stronger. He tried, but it never completely works. It would work for a second, then it would overcome him.

((started a topic in room 101, in other places))