"So with that we end this meeting… Please." Helga Hufflepuff tried for what seemed to be the hundredth time that day. She was pretty. She had a plump face with the cutest brown eyes and short curly brown hair. She was slender other then her face and her smile brought the happiest feeling to anyone who saw it. She wore a simple white eyelet sundress.
"NO!" Salazar Slytherin and Godric Gryffindor spoke as one.
"See you both agree on something. Now the smart thing to do is to invite the muggles here to help us." Rowena Ravenclaw tried. She was the prettier girl in the group. She had gorgeous blue eyes and lips that were painted as dark as the black night that ended the day. She had wavy long jet black hair that reached her waist with a single white stripe at top of her head. She was petite, yet strong, and her short-sleeved gorgeous black dress hugged her body and ended before her knees. "This is the fourth student that has been murdered in the last week. They are a half-blood, Kerri Ann Nicklas, two pure-bloods, Fred Lyson and Amanda Wea, and dare I say a muggle born, Samuel Henderson"
"Don't you dare lecture me on the smart thing to do!" Salazar turned to face her and the two locked eyes for just a moment before he angrily turned back to face Godric. Salazar was the more handsome man in the room. He had the most beautiful grey eyes and the perfect black hair, cut the perfect way. And his smile made you do whatever he wanted you to. But as he began to raise his voice his smile was no where near on his face. "Muggles! You want muggles in the castle!"
"Shall we go over the houses these children belonged to Salazar" Godric said. "Kerri Ann, Hufflepuff" A single tear ran down Helga's face at the mention of her former student. "Fred, Ravenclaw" He turned to face Rowena, who had buried her head in her hands. "Then there is Amanda and Samuel both from my house. I don't see any precious Slytherin children being killed."
"Godric!" Rowena exclaimed.
"The half-blood, Kerri Ann's father works for the muggle law keepers. He would like a group of his co-workers to investigate this. Part of the United States FBI. He would like us to invite a Behavior Analysis Unit to look at these murders. He wants his daughter's death to be investigated by his people. Don't you see! His people! Salazar… his people" Godric pleaded, he was strong. His eyes were dark and fierce. He looked at Salazar who was about an inch taller, but a lot more slender. Unlike Salazar, Godric could kill a man with a single blow to the head. However like Salazar he never let anyone forget all he has done. "Wouldn't you want your people if it was someone you cared for? And they are being killed like muggles kill. This is not a simple curse. This is use of a knife. This is something us wizards are not familiar with. I would call them without your approval but you might kill them!" He added sourly.
"I don't approve of filth entering our halls." Salazar countered. "However… considering the children of filth you have brought here. I mean why make it so the pigs can't enter if we raise the piglet here."
"Then we pay a visit to this Director Jenny tomorrow morning." Helga smiled. "I would love to meet them they probably have the most interesting stories to tell."
"Stories?! You want them here because of stories!" Salazar looked at her with disgust as he stormed out of the office that would one day the hold the headmaster of the school.
"Salazar… I didn't mean to…" Helga said starting to turn after him.
"No! Helga… leave him… I shall see he is perfectly fine." Rowena looked at the floor as she ran out behind him. "Salazar" she called. "Salazar Slytherin?"
"What?" a voice called from the empty halls leading to a hallway that was home to a bathroom. Salazar had closed this bathroom to all, students, teachers, the other founders. Rowena had her suspicions about what happened there but she kept them all to herself. "Ro?…"
"Yes, it's me." She walked to him as he came out of his halls. "I know we have kept our secret but I think we should tell Godric and Helga. I mean this has gone on for a year now. I'm surprised they haven't figured us out. I know you wanted us to be secretive and I agree that's sexy in a way but my mind is telling me we need to tell someone."
"Yea, we will tell them but right now we have something else we need to tend to…" Salazar said emerging from the shadows. "There has been another. Godric will be pleased, this one is mine. I mean another student has been killed"
"What?" Rowena said running toward him. He held her in his arms as he guided her toward his closed off hallway. There at the door of the bathroom lay the body of a young girl. Her short cut blond hair was spiked up and it seemed as if she was going out. Her make-up was done and she seemed completely happy… if she was not dead. "She was in your house?"
"Yes and I believe she is the youngest victim. She was only a fist year… pure-blood of coarse. Her name was Alicia Bennett."
"GODRIC! HELGA!" Rowena yelled. Almost instantly both other founders joined them hovering the body.
"Salazar… I have never been to this part of the castle before. Why must you be so secretive" Helga asked.
"He's not secretive. He just enjoys mystery."Godric chimed in. "Now this death is different. He cut her throat this time. Before he pushed the knife straight through the heart."
"So why was Alicia different?" Salazar asked.
"Perhaps it was her age." Helga said. "The rest of the victims were about four years older to this one."
"I believe it is larger then that. We shall see what the muggles think tomorrow morning." Rowena said. "Salazar did she have access to this area?"
"No" Salazar looked at her. "She didn't"
"Then how did she get in here? How did we get in here? You have a magical lock on this place." Helga asked.
"I know. I simply removed it to show two students the inner makings off me. I too have couple of students I am entering in the tournament. We are trying to see which house has the most gifted student. I told them to look around alone then leave when they felt like they must. I was going to put the spell back on tonight after both left."
"Ah so Georg Vander and Eric Adler had knowledge of this place being open?" Helga yawned."They are your favorite students. I am so greatly tired can't we see to it once we call the muggles in the morning?"
"Yes" Rowena said exiting with Helga. "I am so tired. I shall be in my chambers alone so no one bother me… unless you must."
"What?" Godric asked as Salazar snickered. "Whatever! I will see you in the morning." He turned to look Salazar in the eye. "Two students had knowledge of this little hallway of yours being open for anyone to enter…"
"I know it's late" SSA Jennifer 'JJ' Jareau smiled. She was skinny with medium length blonde hair. "But Hotch said this case needed our attention right away."
"It's 3am JJ." Agent Derek Morgan, a strong African American with a gutsy and forceful, yet humorous personality looked up at her. "Where is Hotch? And where is Garcia?"
"Hello my lovelies." Technical Analyst Penelope Garcia entered as if on cue. She was plump with a vivacious personality that showed in the way she dressed. "I have a case that none of you have ever seen before."
"I doubt it." Dr. Spencer Reid, a young handsome boy genius in his twenties smiled at her. "Statistically it would take magic to show us something we haven't seen before."
"Well Dr. Reid, magic is right. Agent Rossi, do you remember Mr. Nicklas?" Garcia asked.
"Mr. Nicklas?" David Rossi, arguably the most experienced member of the team asked back.
Garcia turned to the screen. "This is Henry Nicklas. A native from London. He moved here when he was twenty-seven with his then pregnant wife Lisa."
"Why are we starting without Hotch?" Reid asked her.
"Because Hotch is speaking to Mr. Nicklas now. Him and a women, who is surprisingly amazing by the name of Helga Hufflepuff. Now will you let me finish?"
"Go on Baby Girl." Morgan stated using his friendly and cute nickname for her.
"Well…" Garcia continued. "Rossi here saved Mr. Nicklas and his pregnant wife from a killer back in the early days of the BAU. He then joined the government's office of foreign relations. His wife and him sent their now sixteen year ago daughter Kerri to a boarding school in London. Her, a long with three other classmates have have recently been killed. All but the last had a clean wound threw the heart. The last victim Alicia Bennett had her throat slashed. Ms. Hufflepuff is a founder and now teacher at that school. We have been cleared and are going to London. All of us. Including me."
"You said this case would surprise us… Other then it being out of the U.S. I don't see anything surprising." Reid smiled at her.
"The boarding school. It's called Hogwarts. It is a school of magic. Like merlin magic. Like real wizards magic. I didn't believe it either at first I thought it was a trick but it's real." Garcia said.
"Very real" Salazar hissed from the shadows. "Don't mind me. My name is Salazar Slytherin. I am too a founder of Hogwarts"
"I was just getting to that Mr. Slytherin." Garcia began.
"No, please call me Salazar." He smiled at her.
"Um… Ok Salazar" Garcia said taking a step away from him. "There are four founders. The two you have already heard of and then a Rowena Ravenclaw and a Godric Gryffindor. They are the greatest Wizards of this age."
"Greatest of all time." Salazar corrected.
"Of coarse. Greatest of all time." Garcia corrected.
"I for one still don't believe in magic" Morgan said. "And I don't think pride in being great makes you great."
"Really?" Salazar smiled villainously raising his wand.
"Salazar!" Helga entered with SSA Aaron 'Hotch' Hotchner. "You put that down this instant!"
"Or what? You'll kill me." Salazar laughed. "I'm just giving our friends a demonstration."
"That shall not be needed." Helga said sternly. "Now allow me" She said raising her own wand causing many butterflies to appear from a paper lying on the table.
"That's a trick! Are you buying this Hotch?" Morgan asked. "Yo Boy Wonder. There has to be some trick you have to know it." Reid shook his head.
"Need more proof?" Salazar asked.
"No" Helga remained adamant. However Salazar didn't listen. With a few quick swishes of his wand every butterfly fell to the table dead.
"Wheels up in thirty." Hotch said causing the rest of the team to get up and leave. "Ms. Hufflepuff I hope you don't mind My team and I would like some time to go over and discuss the crime. We would prefer to travel by plane. Once we get to London however I'm sure you could arrange a way to get to the school?"
"Yes of coarse. In that case I guess I shall see you tomorrow?" Helga smiled.
"How should we contact you? Once we land that is?" Hotch asked.
"Trust me. We shall know." Helga smiled walking to her fellow founder before holding his reluctant hand and disappearing.