Disclaimer:: If I owned Harry Potter.. Harry Potter would have been in the Founders' Era, and with Salazar Slytherin. But, alas I don't own it; J.K. Rowling does...
And me and a friend were Roleplaying this. So.. yeah.
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Chapter 1:: 'The Founders'
Salazar Slytherin narrowed his silver green eyes at Godric Gryffindor; it wasn't the last time they had an fight. It wasn't the first time either; Salazar wore a fancy suit underneath tailored green robes aligned with silver. Salazar Slytherin had a Spanish look to him and black hair. Godric Gryffindor had redish brown hair he was wearing red tailored robes with gold aligning the edges. They were arguing about what they usually argued about when a boy looking seventeen clashed onto the ground. Harry Potter had stumbled out of the portal. He had watched it closed before his very eyes; he was dressed in his Gryffindor robes. He grumbled seeing that his spell didn't go as planned. His dark avada kavdabra green eyes scanned the area; looking at where he had landed. Salazar tore his silverish green gaze away from Godric Gryffindor as his gaze landed upon the Seventeen year old boy that had suddenly appeared out of nowhere when he had landed on his arse with a thud upon the ground. "Who in Morgana's name are you!?" Harry had looked up at the two men, shrinking back. His voice was soft as he spoke, "H-Harry Potter.. And you are..?" he asked slowly getting up on his feet. "I'm Salazar Slytherin, this git here is Godric Gryffindor. That there is Lady Helga Hufflepuff and Lady Rowena Ravenclaw." he told the boy before hissing out in Parseltongue, 'Stupid boy..'
He stared at them giving a huff before Rowena walked over to Harry, getting the dust off of him. "Oh, Salazar, calm down! He's just a young boy."Salazar Slytherin growled at that, "Young boy!?" he thundered, "Lady Rowena! He's Seventeen from the looks of it!" Godric glared at Salazar, "Harry what time are you from?" he asked, as Salazar hissed, 'If I had known; the boy is probably some stupid boy who's gotten lost.' Rowena shook her head, "Seventeen or not, he is still a young boy till he hits eighteen!" Harry looked at them both before speaking, "I'm from 1997." he then looked to Salazar, "Seems as if you're wrong, then." Salazar gaped, "You speak my tongue!?" his gaze then hardened as became his usual stoic self, "No matter." he growled. Salazar had an spanish accent tinted with Britsh at the same time. Godric blinked, "Come again?" Harry nodded to Salazar, "Yes, sir." he ignored his harsh tone as he looked back to Godric, "I said, I am from 1997." Godric blinked he had the Sword of Gryffindor sitting upon his back. "You're in the past, young one." Salazar shot a death glare at Godric, "You'll be in my Chambers in the guest room." he grinded. Harry couldn't help but smile, "I furgured. Since in my time, you guys aren't really there. Dumbledore handles the school." He kept on smiling, despite the one with the bad attitude. Salazar growled before he got up and went towards Harry. 'Look kid, since you're of age in the Wizarding World. You might as well follow me to get you a new wand.. And more suiting robes.' he sneered hissing in Parseltongue. Harry shrunk back before responding, "Yeah, okay. Will do." he looked away mumbling softly. Salazar muttered, "I will not hurt you." he then took off with his robes billowing behind him silently doing Severus Snape's impression better then he did. "Well, come on.." he shot back. Harry sighed and walked along side of him. He didn't make any eye contact with Salazar as he asked, "Why must you act as if everything is on your bad side? No one did anything to you, sir."
Salazar stopped midstep, "Why? I don't act like that.." he mumbled seemingly lost in thought as he then abruptly turned to face Harry, "Why ask?" he then shook his head and lead the way to Diagon Alley towards the Wand Shop. Harry kept on following Salazar even after his abrupt stop, "No, you snap at everyone. Right there was perfect evidence." Salazar sighed, "I am just like that. One mustn't be too trusting. But, always cautious, sly, and ambitious." he told Harry truthfully, "So, in a sense.. I'm always cautious." he then said after a few minutes or more they reached the Wandmaker's shop. Harry never asked another question just eyeing the place. Salazar gently pushed Harry inside the shop, just as Ollivander walked out, "I sense I've seen you before in another era.." he said frowning at then nodded after Ollivander crafted Harry's Yew wand with Unicorn Hair and Basilisk Fang as the core, it was a 11'8" inch wand. Salazar then gently pushed Harry outside the Wandmaker's Shop, after a few minutes and towards the Wizarding Clothes shop. Harry groaned, looking at Salazar, "Aren't my clothes good enough?" Salazar blinked, "Not of this era." he told Harry, "It'll be seen as weird... Wouldn't you think?" he asked calmly instead of snapping like he usually would. Harry paused then nodded, "True." he then looked around the shop; picking out a random shirt, "And your thoughts on this, are..?" Salazar shook his head taking off his robes, "Something like this." He told Harry revealing the handsome elegant suit.
It brought out Salazar's eyes intently as he gazed down at Harry, "You see now?" Harry blinked for a small moment, pushing one single thought out of his mind. He nodded his head but, looked around the shop, "Could you choose one more me..? I'm not so great with style.." Salazar thought for a moment before walking through some of the clothing wracks pulling out tailored pants made of the finest cotton, alongside suit shirts, and coats. He guessed Harry's size hoping they'd fit. They were acourse various shades of green. Salazar then looked at Harry, "We'll need to get your eyes magically fixed.." he said grimacing at Harry's hideous glasses, "If you'll please?" he then told Harry to go try on the clothing with dry charms so they'll never get wet. Harry blinked, "But, I like my glasses.." he mumbled softly before grabbing the clothes and then entering the changing room. After awhile he walked out of the changing room, the clothes fitting him perfectly. Salazar gaped before shaking his head to clear the inappropriate thoughts flitting through his mind, "You'll look even cuter without your glasses. Although the clothes bring them out; getting rid of the glasses will enhance it." Harry sighed, raising his hands in defeat, "Okay go ahead." Salazar smirked paying for the clothes; he shrunk them putting them in his pockets. He then pushed Harry out towards a Magical Eye Shop sighed, just taking the pushes. He aimlessly followed him around
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- SSP