This project is a collection of 10 drabbles on the relationship of Salazar Slytherin and Rowena Ravenclaw. Yes, they are meant to be short. The next one will feature Rowena.
And no, I don't own any of this.
His childhood had consisted of highs and lows.
He had gotten an education from a priest, who taught him how to read and write, and learned a few simple spells from a healing woman who lived in a hut outside of the village that he had grown up in. He had expanded on that knowledge, leaving his unlearned family in the dust, never once looking back. He sometimes wishes he had understood that the looks they gave him were not of exasperation, but of envy, but then he decides that wouldn't have changed anything.
And so he had left them, left them for a better life and a happier one, he hoped. He had said his farewells to them, and then met with his friend Godric and Godric's two friends Helga and Rowena. And together they told each other their dreams while traveling from place to place, and finally they had reached a common one.
A school. A place to teach children with magical abilities, such as the brothers and sisters that he'd had, so that there wouldn't ever be rifts in families again. But he knows that it wasn't just this genorisity that fueled his desire to make a school: he wanted to create the best Wizarding school in England, one that would last lifetimes and teach magical children forever.