Headmistress Privet sat behind her desk, hardly listening to Dame Devin rant about Blair Willows and how she was not meant to be at the school. She had heard it all before, and only after the girls first day. But from the moment Alexandria had laid eyes on her, she had known that she could make it with help. That and how beautiful the eighteen year old was. It hadn't happened for a long time, but from the first moment of meeting her, she had instantly felt an attraction to the young lady. Seeing as she was a student at the school, she couldn't and wouldn't act on the attraction, sadly.

"That is why I believe the girl should be expelled." Dame Devin finished sharply, spinning to face the Headmistress.

The brunette sat up straighter in her chair. "Expel her?" She asked slowly.

The Dames pale green eyes narrowed. "Yes. She is utterly unfit for Princess Charm School."

Alexandria sighed quietly and bowed her head. "I will think about it Dame Devin."

When all she got in response was a glare, she sent one back. "Good day Dame Devin."

Devin huffed loudly and turned sharply on her heel, not looking back as she all but stormed out of the Headmistress' office.

Sighing once again, Privet allowed herself to lean back into her chair and held her head in her hand. "What am I going to do?"

Walking up the hallway to Blair's dorm, the Headmistress wrung her hands together. She knew that she had to expel the girl, but she wasn't sure it was the right thing to do. After all, it had only been two weeks. Taking a deep breath, Alexandria stopped in front of the door and raised her hand to knock, only to hesitate at the sound of Blair's voice.

"…I was only one."

Laying her hand on the wood, the brunette pushed it open slightly to see inside. Blair was sitting on her bed with Hadley sitting beside her, looking over her shoulder while Isla stood behind her with her hand on her shoulder. Seeing the action, a sharp pang of jealousy shot through her, but she pushed it away as Blair continued to speak.

"Mum adopted Emily a few years later."

Hearing the emotion in the girl's voice, Alexandria felt her eyes begin to tear up. Not really understanding why she was reacting so strongly, she turned her head away.

"They're everything to me."

Upon hearing that sentence, whispered so lovingly, Alexandria turned away completely and walked down the hall.

The next day, Miss Privet watched as the girls practiced their dancing. Unwillingly, her eyes kept straying back to where Blair was trying to dance with Portia. She had already stepped on the poor girls' toes three times, and by the looks of it, once more.

"Ow!"

Sighing softly, she allowed some of her annoyance to show. "Again Blair?"

Blair looked up at her, holding her hands out apologetically. "I'm sorry." She said quietly, before turning back to Portia.

"You stepped on eight of my toes. I only have four left."

"Two. You have two left."

Hearing Blair correct Portia, Miss Privet looked away in hopes that her amusement wasn't showing.

"That's even worse."

Cooling her expression, Privet turned back to the class just as the bell rang. "Thank you everyone. See you tomorrow." She called, before sighing softly to herself. "Not you, Blair. I'd like to see you, after class." She added.

Blair stopped walking with a droop to her shoulders just as Delancy walked past with Portia.

"Well, isn't that a surprise." Delancy said sarcastically, not even bothering to lower her voice.

Alexandria watched as the two girls left the room snickering before looking at Blair, who had yet to turn around. She smiled slightly at the slumped shoulders, but quickly hid it when the blonde turned around and started walking towards her.

"Is-Is everything okay?" She asked with wide eyes.

"No it's not Blair. Yesterday Dame Devin recommended we expel you." Privet said almost harshly.

Seeing the hurt in the girls' eyes, Alexandria turned and walked over to the book case.

"Oh."

"I can't say I blame her." She started as she pulled out some books, handing them to the girl. "I know it's only been a couple of weeks, but honestly I don't think I have ever seen such a disaster of a student come through these halls." She finished, handing her the last one.

"Oh. I see."

"To tell you the truth Blair," She said softly, "I was almost going to do it."

Blair looked up from the pile of books in her arms and over to the Headmistress who was walking to the desks. "Did you say almost?" She asked, hopefully.

"Almost." She said with a nod, taking the first book off the pile and placing it on the desk. "Do you know what it takes to make a princess?"

"A crown?" Blair asked as she handed her another book.

"No. Not a crown." Privet answered. "Character. All our classes in poise, manners and dancing there not superficial. They build confidence." She held her hand out for the next book. "But confidence without character is dangerous. You Blair, have a different problem. Character without confidence."

Blair frowned, clearly confused as to where the conversation was going. "So you are going to expel me?"

Alexandria placed the last book on the desk. Taking a deep breath, she turned around and faced Blair with a smile. "I'm going to tutor you." She said. "If you can dig deep and find the princess inside of you, I have no doubt you'll graduate with pick of any lady royal position. If you can handle it." She explained, looking her over for any sign of reluctance. "Now, what do you say?"

Blair looked at her for a second before jumping forward and pulling her into a bone crushing hug. "Oh thank you!"

Enjoying the feel of her body pressing against the girls for a few moments, Alexandria allowed herself to smile before pulling back, trying to look serious. "Rule number one, no hugging the tutor."

Blair stepped back and instantly Privet felt the loss.

"Sorry. I just-When do we start?" The blonde asked excitedly.

"Right now."

Blair stood in front of the Headmistress in awe. There she was standing on a rock balancing a stack of books on her head and holding two vases in her outstretched arms, all the while balancing on one foot. In heels!

Seeing the expression of wonder on the girls face, Alexandria allowed herself to smile slightly.

"I can do this because I am perfectly comfortable and at ease with myself and in my body." Privet explained.

"That's because you're not surrounded by people who make you feel like a complete nothing."

"Dame Devin."

"I'm sorry?"

Sighing, Privet slowly lowered her leg and twisted her arms underneath her to present Blair the vases. "As I'm sure you're aware of Blair, Dame Devin can be quite hard to get along with." She said as she stepped down off the rock. "And on occasion, to steel your words Blair, she makes me feel like a complete nothing." She said, holding out the vases. "No one can make you feel inferior without your consent Blair."

Blair reached out and took hold of both vases.

"Right, your turn." She said with a smile as she took the books off her head.

Blair's eyes widened. "Headmistress Privet, there's no way I can do that."

"Not if you don't believe you can. We'll start small."

Privet carefully placed the stack of books on the table to her left and took back the vases. "Arms out."

Placing a vase in each hand, Alexandria stepped back. "Thirty seconds, right here on the ground."

Slowly, Blair stretched her leg out behind her, just as the Headmistress had.

"That's right. Just like that."

At first it looked like she was going to be fine, but then she started to wobble.

"I can't. I can't do it." As Blair spoke, her wobbling increased.

"Of course you ca-"

Before Miss Privet had the chance to finish her sentence, Blair fell forwards, dropping the vases. One of the blue vases landed at Alexandria's feet, causing dirt to fly up and land on her blouse and face.

Not caring that her favourite white blouse now had dirt stains on it, the Headmistress rushed forward and crouched next to the fallen girl, holding her hand over her back. "Are you okay Blair?"

Blair groaned and rolled onto her back, placing her chest just under Alexandria's hand. "Fine."

Seeing where her hand was now located, Miss Privet pulled it back as if it had touched something hot. "Right, I see we have our work cut out for us." She said, giving Blair a small smile.

Blair offered up a weak smile in return.

Standing up, the brunette held out her hand for Blair to take. "Right then. We'll stay out here until you can stand here for thirty seconds."

Taking the hand, Blair stood up and nodded her head sadly, accepting the fact that she wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.

Over an hour later, Blair fell to the ground once again. However this time she twisted so the vases in her hands wouldn't shower the Headmistress in dirt again. The downside to that was with her hands still wrapped around the base of the blue vase; she had no way of catching herself. Closing her eyes, readying herself to hit the pavement, Blair was surprised when two soft hands wrapped around her waist, holding her just above the ground.

Opening her eyes, she saw Headmistress Privet's face hovering just inches above hers. Her breath caught in her throat as she looked into her usually grey eyes. Being that close to her allowed her to see that her eyes had flecks of green in them. She could have stared into them for much longer, but she had to look away when she helped her to stand up again.

"Are you okay Blair?" She asked, clearly concerned.

Blair took a deep breath in hopes that it would settle her racing heart before nodding her head. "Yes, thank you."

The Headmistress nodded her head slowly, taking a step back. "We'll try one more time and then we'll call it a day."

Again Blair just nodded her head and got into position. She slowly lifted her leg up and held her arms out with the vases balance perfectly in her hands. At the first wobble, she closed her eyes and took another deep breath before releasing it slowly.

"How long have you been Headmistress for?" She asked, not opening her eyes.

If she had of opened her eyes, she would have seen the surprised look the Headmistress was giving her.

"I've been Headmistress for nine years now." She answered slowly, glancing down at her watch.

"What made you want to become Headmistress?"

Privet looked up from her watch and watched Blair closely as she answered the question. "I was a teacher here for five years before I became Headmistress. The then Headmistress wanted to retire and offered me the job at the end of the year, when the girls graduated." She glanced back at her watch. "Times up."

Blair heaved a great sigh of relief and lowered her leg before bringing the blue vases around in front of her. She placed them next to the stack of books on the table and allowed herself to fall into the chair. Exhaling heavily, she laid her arms out on the table before resting her forehead on one.

Alexandria looked at her with a raised eyebrow, but gracefully sat down across from her none the less. For a while neither of them said anything, but as the sun started to set, the wind picked up. Feeling herself shiver, Miss Privet looked back to the blonde, noticing that she hadn't moved at all since sitting down.

"Blair."

When no answer came forth, she leant forward in her seat and tried to see her face. "Blair?"

Again no answer came from the girl, which worried the Headmistress. She reached over the table and went to touch the girl's hand, but hesitated for a second before gently clasping it in her own.

"Blair." She called again, squeezing the hand slightly.

Blair shot up in her seat, looking around her with wide eyes. Seeing the surprised look on the Headmistress' face, she calmed down. "Sorry."

Without her consent, Alexandria's expression softened at the quiet apology. "Tired?"

Blair went to reply, but was interrupted by a yawn, so she just nodded her head.

Miss Privet smiled at the girl and stood up. "Right, I think it's time we get to bed." The second the words were out of her mouth, Alexandria regretted them.

But Blair was too tired to notice the slip, or the faint colouring to the Headmistress' cheeks.

The brunette internally sighed, relieved that her slip had gone by unnoticed.

Standing up, Blair finally felt how cold it had become. Unconsciously she rubbed at her bare arms in an attempt to warm them from the cool wind. The move did not go unseen.

Before she knew what she was doing, Privet removed her blue jacket and wrapped it over the girls shivering shoulders. "Here." She said, resting her hands there for a few seconds.

Blair looked up in surprise. "But aren't you cold?" She asked, even though she was pulling it around her tightly.

Smiling slightly, the Headmistress started to walk back to the school, guiding Blair along with her with her hand on the small of the girls back. "I have lived here for most of my life, I'm used to it." She said, even though she was the complete opposite of 'used to it'.

Blair looked at her curiously, but shook her head. "I-Thank you."

After that, neither of them spoke as they walked back to the school. Feeling reluctant to part with girl, Alexandria continued walking her to her dorm where she stopped and nodded her head. "We'll meet at the end of your last lesson tomorrow. Get a good night's sleep Blair." She said, before turning around and walking down the hall.

Blair watched her before moving to open the door, only then remembering that she still wore the Headmistress' jacket. "Headmis-" She started to call, but she had already turned the corner.

Sighing, Blair looked down at the blue blazer. "I'll give it to her tomorrow." She said to herself before entering her room.

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Ro.