Making my way through the forest I started to think again. Having a companion indeed was more trouble than good. I had now left a sour impression on the elves even though I had saved their queen. Saving Leafy although was the right thing to do wasn't so great after all. My pride had basically escalated the situation to a whole new light. My pride was a blessing and a curse with me not thinking straight at times. Logically I should've said I was a giant but my pride for being the ultimate being caused me to say otherwise.
Travelling I came across a river with flowers scattered around it. Each flower having a life of its own. Colours varying from Purple to Red each giving its own touch to the lake and scenery. Seeing the beautiful Sight I sat down to admire it. It's not every day you get to see. It had turned to the afternoon so my powers had subsided. The flames of pride had now withered and the voids whisper started to emerge. Its clutches forming deep into my mind and body. My soul had become one with the void. It was strange.
It made me feel hollow. Numb one would say. Feeling the darkness once again surge through my body I felt comfort in its embrace. immersed in my own world I continued to look at the spectacular view of the scene. Hopefully in the future sights like these still be common. Pollution and deforestation did take its toll on the earth. Minutes turned to hours as I stood there gazing at the night twilight.
"Beautiful isn't it." A cheery voice stated pulling me back to reality as I stood full alert. My body tensed as the shadows around me wrapped my body. Turning to face the voice was a female clad in a blue robe. Her face was among the beauties of my earth but just like eating chocolate for your hundredth loses its awe factor. Yes, it was still amazing but it was nothing new. On one hand, she held a book, while the other a raven.
"What brings a young damsel like you here in the middle of the night. Dangers lurk from all sides," I asked my full attention her now.
"Who knows maybe that danger is right in front of you. What's with the dementor look? Are you trying to scare every woman that passes by?" She asked seductively though I only stood there crossing my hands. He had my boner woman nothing else.
"What do you want Woman? You don't look like the type to weasel around. What is it that you seek of me?"I questioned my aura ever so growing stronger by the minute as it slowly reached midnight.
"You can call me Rowena Ravenclaw. I came here to see the flowers I planted near the riverbank only to see a lonely handsome man by himself. Besides, why should fear a dementor wannabe?," She smiled. It seems Harry Potter was also in this universe. Although the Horcrux hint to this.
"Dementor? I believe you are mistaken Rowena I am no mere Dementor. I am the abyss that lies beyond those vile beings. To compare to them is to compare trash to gold." I replied feeling Powerfull as Midnight now approached my eyes glowed deathly hollow as I back away. I needed to control my aura. My mere presence either burned people or made them shit their pants.
"Before you go what is your name?" She called out to where I now stood 20ft apart.
"The name is Escanor and while I have been blessed by the sun and moon my mere presence harms people. May we meet on better circumstances. Maybe we can meet here back here in the day. Maybe magic could solve this problem," I replied to her before teleporting away but not before hearing her mutter to herself.
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"Rowena How goes your experiment of that potion you were brewing?" Helga asked as she passed me a cup of tea.
"Thank you, dear, and to answer your question it is going quite well. In fact, we will able to finish it and sell it by tomorrow!" I stated courageously before writing more note in my book.
"Did you hear? Merlin had fallen into trouble by some sort of beast or dragon. The armour that the Crimson Order was wearing was just barely standing half of the plates were melting. Poor suckers armours were frying them from the inside," She replied troubled by the effect of the group crusade.
"Its always Merlin this and Merlin that. Along with that Alexandria women, everyone knows her and Merlin have a thing for each other. I am surprised no one has pointed it out yet. They must be still desperate to mingle with him," I replied savagely.
"Oh come on Rowena you need to loosen up beside who wouldn't want to mingle with Merlin the man is quite handsome, brave, strong, and knowledgable. He sounds like the perfect match for you." She replied cheerfully.
"Besides staying in your laboratory and experimenting with flowers and flesh will get you nowhere. It's not that you need a man in your life but something other than just knowledge. What happens if your greatest project was the biggest reason for your falling?" She continued before forcefully pulling me out of the lab and into my room.
"You know I only want what is best for you Rowena I'm getting worried that you'll die either heartbroken or worse yet lonely. So I decided to arrange a date. His name is Gordic Grufindoor he's quite the charmer from the rumours surrounding him. He is said to be looking for a young maiden that will sway his heart but is yet to find the one. You, my darling look like the one," She gleefully cheered as she brushed my brushed vigorously.
"Ouch! Are you trying to pull out my Hair Helga?" I shouted angrily.
"I heard from some witches that a new trend is on the rise and that bald female witches are on the rise. Who knows maybe it will suit you," She rebutted causing me to quiet down.
"Godric Gryffindor. He sounds promising hopefully he is as good as you say he is," I replied.
After finishing my makeover I fashioned myself in my blue robe. Blue always being my favourite colour as it symbolized mana as well as calmness and peacefulness. Things which I often liked. Though Yellow was also mine as it symbolized warmth something my friend Helga Hufflepuff embodied.
Checking myself in the mirror once more I made myself to the Restaurant near the town. The famous restaurant called 'The Whisp' Making my way to the restaurant I was instantly put off. As the Restaurant was no Restaurant at all, but a bar! The signs were obviously showing but I decided to venture on even though I knew something would go down.
Entering the whistling of men instantly pierced my ears offending me deeply. Turning to face the men they all had eyes of lust as they stared at me intently. Making my way to a table I waited for the man to come. Waiting for an hour a man finally arrived. He was fairly good looking quite manly indeed with the beard but he surely lacked the flare that Helga boasted about.
"The name is Gordic Gryfindoor and you must be Helga the beauty. I must stay your appearance is quite stunning," He flirted which put me off again. I could literally feel the lust within him.
"As you know my wizardry is amazing although not as strong as merlin. I am second only to him," He smiled.
"Did you know I slew a dragon with one hand?" He questioned me before rambling off about his fake tale which was obviously over-exaggerated with some of his stories not making sense at all. Tired of his charade I convinced him to talk with me as we walked around outside near the forest. Maybe I could see something good. Making our way there I looked at the scenery.
"Amazing isn't it," I replied looking at the vibrant and stunning life of plants.
"I fail to see this as exciting. Come on let's keep moving," was all he said. Seeing him I held no more interest in him. We had nothing in common his lack of appreciation for nature proved it. He also lacked Intellect. Seeing him off at the bar I made my way back to the river only to see an extremely buff man sitting at the edge of the river staring at the river lush.
I didn't know how long I stood there staring at the man but minutes turned to hours as he laid their intently looking at the river his mind as if in clouds as he appreciated the sight before him earning me a smile. It was a genuine smile. All of a sudden darkness started to surround him. It made me curious about the man.
"Beautiful isn't it," I replied to him. Causing him to tense as he clad in dark armour an aura similar to that of a dementor clasping him. His eyes shined with ambitions for my Beauty only for it to change almost instantly to that of indifference. How peculiar ai thought at the time. We talked for a bit. He eventually revealed his name to be Escanor blessed by the moon and night how interesting. Indeed Escanour may we meet again soon. I may have just fallen in love with you. How cliche Helga would spout.