Link Faron, Gryffindor

Part 1

Disclaimer: I do not own the Legend of Zelda or Harry Potter.

Before Hogwarts

When most people pray, they do not expect an answer, not truly. The hope of it lingers, though – the fleeting memory of a warm caress, a moment of clarity shining through green glass.

Link, though, when he goes to pray to the Goddess Hylia with his grandmother, is always smiled upon. Thank you and perhaps one day and I'm so sorry she seems to say

…

Link plays with the spirits of the forest in an endless game of hide and seek. The spirits laugh when the boy finds them, bright and buoyant. One offers to teach him how to play the fiddle.

Link accepts with a crinkle of his eyes, hoping that music can express what he cannot say in words.

Once, Link falls from a tree when gallivanting with his friends in the foliage, hurting his leg. They fret and flutter and ply him with healing potions, and his fiddle teacher, Makar, returns the next day with a magical leaf – so you can fly like us!

And Link does fly, and he wonders if, perhaps, this is where he belongs, buoyed along by the wind, the world arrayed like a tapestry before him.

…

During her time as Deputy Headmistress, Minerva McGonagall had delivered the news that, yes, your child does possess magical powers and, yes, there is a school where they can learn how to not accidentally turn every vegetable in the house into a chocolate replica. (What she doesn't say is that by the time their kid is done at Hogwarts turning brussel sprouts into Godiva truffles will be something their mage in the making will be able to do in their sleep, but sometime discretion is the better part of valor, and Minerva McGonagall is an expert on valor).

Most of these visits see Minerva navigating through carefully sectioned suburban squares, avoiding the elevators in apartment complexes, and sometimes visiting a farm house in the fields. Lurelin Village was different, though.

Minerva double-checked the address.

Mr. L Faron

The Hut Beside the Statue of the Goddess, with the nice plot of Begonias

On the Left as You Enter

Lurelin Village

It really was a rather nice plot of begonias, Minerva reflected, though the sheets of rain made her feel rather less inclined to admire their beauty than to step up and knock on the door, already.

So she knocked and a boy opened the door, with chestnut skin and sharp blue eyes. And, while Minerva wasn't usually one to count her chickens before they hatch, she would have bet gold on this boy being a Gryffindor.

(And, once she had Link and his Grandmother settled over a cup of tea and Minerva said "You, Mr. Faron, are a Wizard," she did not find her audience shocked or scared, but resigned (on the Grandmother's part) and vindicated (on Link's part.))

…

Link never purchased a wand from Olivander's. Instead, he got lost in the woods (and really, what else was he supposed to do there, they were the Lost Woods, and being lost for a little while doesn't mean you won't eventually find your way) and found a clearing with a sword, impaled in stone shaped like the triforce.

The Lost Woods were quite ornery, and Link knew that if they (whoever the they that dictated the course of the Lost Woods were) didn't want him to find this incredibly tempting, shiny, like-an-old-friend sword and pull it out of its pedestal then he never would have found it in the first place. So, with a shrug and a gulp of water from his canteen, Link attempted to pull out the sword, and it certainly wasn't like pulling a hot knife through butter – no, it was more like trying pull a stick out of the mud while a mummy hugged the life force out of you.

(Link had a vivid array of nightmares, of which the hugging mummy was just one. In one, a flame haired man turns around, bearing the face of a big lipped fish, shouts " 'Hoy, Small Fry!" and proceeds to shoot him with arrows, while a kraken with a hundred eyes nods encouragingly, explaining that it is just the thing to sort out spine problems, which Link, of course, finds ridiculous as squids, even giant hundred-eyed squids, don't have spines.)

In any case, Link tries to pull the sword that calls to him like an old friend from its pedestal, but faints before he can free it entirely, and wakes up at the entrance to the Lost Woods, sore and disappointed.

Then he tries again. And again. Then goes home for supper and sleep, because it wouldn't do to upset his grandmother, and her soup always makes him feel better.

And really, Link wonders if it's Grandma's soup that does the trick, because the next morning, when he attempts to free the sword once again he almost faints, but not quite, and once the sword is risen above his head he is suffused with warmth and light and he can sense the smile of the Goddess.

…

When Link wakes up after learning of his status as a wizard and new entrant to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he finds that a wand had replaced his sword. It was silver and shining, with sea green interlaced at the – hilt, he supposed.

Well, that solved the wand issue.

…

Link explored every inch of Diagon Alley, leading his Grandmother along by the arm, questioning wizards and witches and there was a hag, leaving no cobblestone unturned, no cauldron bottom unchecked.

He tried to explore Knockturn Alley, but a couple of wizards leered at him and Link elected to return once he had a better handle on this wizard lark.

AN: Thanks for reading and reviewing! I made a couple minor edits to this chapter (retconned a couple details that didn't work later). If you're new, welcome! Thank you for giving this a try! If you're less fond of the "drabble" writing, stick around until about chapter 6, the writing style shifts to include more conversations and such.