Loraine Hawks is a young woman who lives with her aunt and uncle in a small village in the south of Scotland. Her life has always been a torment, until one day, a strange, silver-haired man of elegant bearing appears at her door. With a voice that...
1 -What you are about to read is a literal translation of my fanfic in Spanish (my language) and although my level of English is good I have never read books in English so my writing sounds good in Spanish. So please keep this in mind.
2 - Loraine is 23 years old. I want to make this clear from the beginning. I would never ship a grown man with an underage girl. In this fanfic there is a variation on the age of each year so that Hogwarts not only functions as a school, but also as a university. It's something that I found interesting and that I think makes a lot of sense since in the Muggle world there are universities within the same school. Apart from that, I hope to be as faithful as possible to the logic and history of Hogwarts Legacy. Always keeping in mind that this is a fanfic and I will create situations, characters and stories of my own. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed the game back in the day. Next, I will leave a small guide with the age of the students of each year in this fanfic:
1st Year: 11-12
2nd Year: 13-14
3rd Year: 15-16
4th Year: 17-18
5th Year: 19-20 (O.W.L.s)
6thYear: 21-22
7thYear: 23-24 (N.E.W.T.s)
3 - There will be explicit sex scenes between Eleazar and Loraine, of course, but I'll take it easy. Since I don't want this fanfic to be just a fanfic where there's sex, I want the tension to grow between them as the teacher/apprentice bond grows and their relationship becomes closer. Besides, I think it makes the most sense. I want to keep the sexual tension until the moment it explodes, if you know what I mean.
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I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it. Since I first played HL I fell deeply in love with Fig and Sharp. Although it may seem like it, I have no daddy issues. Anyway, enjoy!
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Fig paced restlessly in his office. That morning, a feeling had come over him, an intense sensation that clung to his chest like ivy to stone. He couldn't explain it, but it was as if something extraordinary was about to happen. Hardly had he shaken off the dust of his last trip when an owl arrived with the Headmaster's seal, a harbinger, perhaps, of the impending tide of change. With a frown, he unfolded the parchment and read.
Professor Fig,
As if my schedule wasn't congested enough, the Ministry has tasked me with organising the inconvenient arrival of a new student at Hogwarts. A seventh year student, if you can believe it.
