Author's Note: This is a mini story composed of three (maybe four) chapters. It was originally going to be a one-shot I started writing at 12 am. I hope you enjoy it. I loved writing it! This chapter is brief as I is only the intro.
"You look beautiful, Evelyn! Doesn't she look divine Helga?" Rowena Ravenclaw shouted across the tower room to her loyal friend, Helga Hufflepuff with a flip of her braided black hair. She was referencing the form fitting, wine colored, gold trimmed, velvet gown Evelyn was trying on for the last time before her wedding to Godric Gryffindor that was to take place the following evening.
Between Helga, Rowena, Godric, and another man, Salazar Slytherin, the Hogwart's founders were composed and Evelyn was preparing to join their ranks through her marriage to Godric.
Evelyn was a young woman of only 21 as she stood before a full-length mirror; inspecting herself in the gown she was to marry the 25-year-old (and very dashing) Lord Godric Gryffindor in. She could not believe how her life had turned out in the last 2 years. She was extremely impressed that having suffered such betrayal and strangeness she could stand here today completely happy and preparing to marry the man of her dreams in a gown whose beauty and richness she thought she had given up when she left her father's home.