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[Oscarinne Harden]

Her cheeks were already red like radishes. She felt as her heart beat painfully fast and her hands sweated. The Slytherin girl didn't know why she was so nervous upon this whole situation. Maybe it was because of the interior of Mr Sleptov's office (which reminded her about Mr Black's place of work very badly ) or maybe because of her professor's watchful eyes pointed directly on her. There was also an option that she wanted this so badly and she was afraid of refusal just like it was with this old prick.

His question annoyed her a bit, but quickly she regained herself and in silence slipped onto the wooden chair as he wished. Now there will be the hardest part of her plan. Will he laugh at her and order her to leave as soon as he heard about her plans for future? Or will be he as tolerant as earl Browning and his beautiful wife? Oscarinne bit her lower lip and placed her hands on knees, wrapping fingers together. Where to startà "Well, couple of years ago I thought about my future after Hogwartsà" she started with a gasp, looking at professor sheepishly. "And I realized that I can't take anyà proper job for a person of my social status, because my mother already works far beyond her strengthà and I don't want to work like that and certainly I don't want her to work like that until she diesà" Oscarinne tried to swallow from suddenly dry mouth. It was hard to speak about it with the upper class man, who always had everything what he wanted. "So I decided that I need to get a good job, probably in the Ministry and when I went through job bulletins from five years I realized that the only job I can see myself in is the Auror's office. I want to be an auror, professor."

The girl clenched fingers around her knees and looked down at her worn out shoes. She waited for a reaction from his side, but anticipation almost killed her. Shyly, she looked back at Nikolai. "And there could be something except of my gender against my candidature." She took a very deep breath and licked dry lips. Oscarinne didn't want to talk about her father's past. She doubted that Nikolai Sleptov would understand. People of his class didn't understand it at all. "I figuredthat if I have the best grades they could allow me to start the training. Soà that's why I'd like to ask you for extra lessons, professor."

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