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a field of flowers was the last thing you expected to see when you opened the large wooden door.

the adrenaline felt during the second event took time to fade in the following days. it was dangerous, and many times you thought your next breath would be your last.

so for the third and final test, the one that would make you an accomplished mage, you were expecting anything, really.

except finding yourself in a large, spacious room, filled on both sides with a breathtaking field of flowers.

there was a path that ran down the center. and a woman, crouching, silently observing one of the many flowers she must have conjured up with a spell. she had beautiful golden hair, and her pointy ears told you that you were in the rare company of an elf.

you knew without even studying her that you wouldn't stand a single chance against her. the mana surrounding her was proof of that. but apart from this blatant fact, as you got closer, you quickly realized that this woman had a unique aura.

one that screamed power.

that didn't stop you from noticing the instability in her mana, though.

she must have felt it too, because she finally tore her gaze away from the flower to look at you, something she hadn't bothered to do since you entered the room.

her eyes narrowed, and she took her time standing up, turning completely so that her body was facing yours.

"you. what are you looking at?"

and you saw it, in that moment. as clear as day, the way her mouth turned into a smile that you couldn't identify but you'd say was excited, when you told her your answer. there were no further questions from her, and you didn't bother to question her when she announced that you passed the test.

then, she closed the distance between you by a few steps. you remained calm, keeping your arms at your sides and your gaze as neutral as you could manage. which wasn't an easy thing, when the woman in front of you radiated an air that demanded your attention. there was something about her. something you couldn't name. however, it didn't matter as you failed to hide the slight surprise on your face when she promptly asked you,

"become my apprentice."

it wasn't a question, not really. but you took it as such. you didn't know if your answer would change the outcome of the test. maybe, out of pure spite, she would change her mind and make you fail. but either way, you simply couldn't betray the person who had brought you this far.

so even if there was something about this woman that made you want to follow her, you stood your ground, and refused.

at once, you saw her smile slowly fade, only to be replaced by a smirk. you could tell she was amused. she didn't even seem surprised by your decision.

before you could comprehend what was happening, her hand came up to cup your jaw. she made no move to bring it closer, simply twisting it from side to side with a thoughtful look.

"a shame," she murmured.

then, seeming to snap out of her thoughts, she withdrew her hand and turned her back to you.

"I have to meet them in person, then. it's not every day I come across an apprentice like you." even though her voice sounded casual, you knew better than to assume she'd make all this conversation for nothing. you knew you were facing an elf of considerable power. a level you could only dream of one day achieving. she probably wouldn't waste a second of her time on someone who wasn't worth it, not even for entertainment purposes. and you were right. "I can see great potential in you, one that can still be improved in many ways."

heading toward the exit, she glanced at you out of the corner of her vision. you didn't even notice that her smile was gone

"come with me."

and without a word, you followed.

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Random Harry Potter headcanons

a/n: can be interpreted either in a platonic or romantic way!

As a ravenclaw, you would get along wonderfully with Hermione

Always talking about books and studies whenever you get the chance

Sometimes you would invite her to the ravenclaw table for breakfast

When Harry and Ron are looking for her, they always find her in the library with you, getting ahead on your homework or simply talking about the latest muggle book Hermione read

Friendly competition of who will have the best score during exams

She would link your pinkie with hers to get through a crowd in the hallways

Her being nervous the first time she introduced you to her parents, having taught you all about muggle customs

As a gryffindor, late nights in the common room reading together <3

The most peaceful moments are those you spend with Harry

Mornings sitting by the lake, absent-mindedly throwing pebbles into the water

Late afternoons in the forbidden forest, where you would quietly feed the Thestrals, completely aware of each other's sorrowful thoughts but neither of you disturbing the peaceful atmosphere by asking questions

A few nights spent at the top of the astronomy tower watching the stars, the cold reddening your cheeks and his head resting on your shoulders

You rarely speak, but the first time Harry confides in you is one of the precious moments that you cherish close to your heart

Introduced you to Sirius the first chance he got

The man didn't mention that he knew almost everything about you when you introduced yourself, remembering all the times Harry mentioned you in his letters

Sometimes you thought that Professor Lupin praised you much more than necessary on your work, but you also didn't know the way Harry talked about you every single time they saw each other after class

You always made sure to attend his quidditch matches

Always getting caught up in Fred and George's plans, but the twins immediately take full responsibility when you get caught

You are undeniably a member of their family in the eyes of Molly and Arthur

Them sending you letters, offering to spend Christmas with them every year

Even if you don't always make it, you can be sure to see a sweater or scarf waiting in your dorm when you return to Hogwarts

Taking comfort in Hagrid's hut, the latter always making you a hot chocolate the size of your head while he talks and talks about the latest creature he adopted, Fang's head comfortably installed on your lap

Harry distractedly playing with your hair during History of Magic class, trying hard to stay awake while you and Ron are already fast asleep and Hermione is taking notes

Fred and George covering you excessively with their wizard robes as you run across the courtyard in the pouring rain

Trips to Hogsmeade when classes get too overwhelming

Fred and George who always give you discounts at their shop, much to Ron's dismay