This is going to be a short story i thought of today, about Gryffindors daughter, the average evil one and the not so averag someone ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own anything besides Gabriella Gryffindors Character and the weird theories~
Chapter 1 - The Beginning
~10th Century
As Rowena Ravenclaw gave birth to her daughter, Helena Ravenclaw, somewhere far off in Ireland that time, Godric Gryffindor settled down with his newborn daughter, Gabriella Gryffindor and her foster mother. Sadly Mrs. Gryffindor passed away right after the birth. But Godric never loved his daughter less due to that.
She grew up to a fine young girl and soon reached the age of 11. As the time had passed, He and 3 friends founded a school called Hogwarts, which was attended by Helena and Gabriella. Sorted into the separate houses the parents founded. Gabriella was a very chivalrous and intelligent witch. She knew of right and wrong and as the time passed her as well as Helena and the founders, sensed a change with Salazar.
Slytherin disagreed with Ravenclaw, Gryffindor and Hufflepuff on which kind of students were worth to attend Hogwarts. He had the idiocy that just purebloods were to be accepted and maybe exceptional bright and skilled half-bloods, but never mud-bloods, as he called them, or creatures, he dared to name those known as werewolves, or vampires. Soon Gryffindor severed ties with Slytherin and the rivalry that held on until up to these days begun.
The years passed and Slytherin never changed his mind and just acc and Slythering nemerely accepted purebloods in his house. The other founders were not pleased with him and tried to talk some sense into him, but he'd just ignore all forms of talk and advice. He was his own master and the one chosen to teach the ones pure of blood and history. So he thought. But everyone had a right to get the teaching they deserve. May it be in the witty and intellectual halls of Rowena Ravenclaw, in the motherly heartwarming, loyal halls of Helga Hufflepuff, or for the ones proving chivalrously and a brave heart, worth the respect and fatherly care of Godric Gryffindor's halls, or the cold, determined, blood purity seeking halls of Salazar Slytherin.
The years passed and the founders were proud of their work, congratulating each other every time at a small gathering, when a new school-year had passed. Helena and Gabriella neared their last year and the two Girls overheard the adults talking about what might happen when they were gone. Who'd sort the students? Who'd take over the school? And more such questions. The girls, however, were not determined on who'd take over and all, but as witty as they were they wanted a fair sorting, were even purebloods had a chance beside Slytherin.
They wanted the students sorted by their traits and not the will of some superior separating them into houses they thought might fit. Helena and Gabriella searched the library, in hope to get hands on a book that might help them, but as the weeks passed none of either found something that'd equal the standards as well as a own personality. So they kept on searching.
During the passing time, Helena and Gabriella grew to be young Ladies and in their last year at Hogwarts they were asked by several young men to grace them with a dinner or a walk. But neither of them had interest. Helena; because she had high standards and was kind of arrogant in that topic, but Gabriella refused to accept any of those offers because she thought ahead and saw her personality in danger when she accepted. Her being, born with curiosity and bravery, would be tamed with force when she let herself get caught in an agreement. Not a relationship. A relationship certainly were equals accepting each another as they are, but Gabriella never found someone like that and refused to be a lioness locked away forever, bound by someone cruel enough to expect her to change for something she didn't want.
So the young women kept on searching, eager to find a solution for their ageing founders of Hogwarts, which were desperate to find answers as well. They had taken a look at almost every book in the library they could get a hand on, but were not experiencing such a thing as luck. No spell was perfect and reached their ideal of what it should do in the end.
But then, just as the second Term of their 7th year begun and their educational way was about to come to an end, Gabriella found the answer they longed for, such a long time. She presented it to Helena and she approved happily and they both flung into each-other's arms. They wanted to charm something that belonged to the founders, preferably a hat, and inherit some of their traits and expectations of following students. It should take a look at their mind, by being placed upon their young heads, strolling through their thoughts, presenting the best pace for them to be. May it be Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw or Slytherin.
Proud of themselves, the young women made their way up to the founder's room, hoping they'd all be there. They were lucky again and all four of them were present, though they seemed tense. It seemed as they fought again, which was absolutely not new to both of the 7th years. Nonetheless they were eager to inform them about their solution, the founders so desperate longed for themselves.
The girls were congratulated and invited to stay for tea and explain their solution about the following sorting's. Gabriella and Helena were more than just delighted about the invitation of the founders, though two of them were their parents, it still was special to them to be respected by all of them for something they researched for their good. So they presented them the spell and the rite that had to follow afterwards. They didn't dare to present it technically because it was much advanced magic that required small amount of dark magic that was forbidden for students to use and much over their limits.
After the Presentation, the founders discussed in privacy if it was a good idea, since dark magic was a thing they were not too keen of using, but as they realized that the preferably hat would have an own mind, formed by the four of them together, they saw their chance of a better and advanced sorting in coming years. So they accepted and took on the plan of charming a hat. A fitting piece of clothing was found when Gryffindor took his old leather-hat and placed it in front of them all. None else owned something like a hat they could spare, so they chose to use the old leather-worked one and prepared everything for the following night.