Prologue
Everyone knows about the four houses of Hogwarts School of Magic and Wizardry.
There were Gryffindor, home of the brave and bold with their fire red and golden colors.
The intelligent students usually belonged with Ravenclaw, their banners were dark blue with bronze stripes.
Green with silver, Slytherin may have a bad rumor, but it was technically home of the cunning and those with great ambitions.
Lastly we had kind Hufflepuff, yellow and ebony, and they believed in hard work and true loyalty.
However...
They were very underappreciated. For a house which didn't had the glory with either courage, wisedom or ambtions, many nelected them and spread nasty rumours that Hufflepuffs were easily tricked fools.
Helga's house became forgotten, just like she did along with her goblet. The honor of a true Hufflepuff was forgotten.
It was unfortunate, but it was like that.
But what no one knew...was how that was to be changed and it would come one day where a Hufflepuff could shape the fate of others.