This is the third installment to my series. The first one is called, 'I Do What I Want'. The second one is called, 'I Do What I Like'.
Warning- I do not own Harry Potter in any way, shape or form. All rights to the characters are trademarked by J.K. Rowling. The only thing is mine is the way I spin the story. It is for entertainment only and not part of the official story line.
Over the years, Hogwarts has seen a lot of fights, arguments, parties, dances, organizations, clubs, graduations, meetings, duels and even war. Through every single one of these instances, the underlying concept has always been the understanding of comradery, friendship, forgiveness and mostly unity. Tough times and dark eras are common. Not everything can be a sunny disposition or easy breathing. Change happens inevitably and not always how it is originally intended.
The school was founded by four very different people who shared one giant dream. Four different personalities that often clashed. Four different ideas that nearly always warred with one another. Four different voices that just wanted to be heard. Four different fights that centered around different goals of the same picture. Four different triumphs that shaped the foundation. Four different joyous laughter that filled in the holes. Four different styles that taught the next generation and paved the way for every single one afterwards. Four different yells that brought the gloom and divided the unity.
What had once started out as a perfect square, quickly morphed into the unrecognizable triangle that became tarnished beyond repair. Losing a member was the catalyst of Hogwarts. The flaw no one intended, the mistake no one saw coming. Not entirely obvious at first glance. Over the years, the holes wrought by the discord were plastered over by a false means at repair. Knowing when to forgive is just as important as knowing when to express regret. With only one half of the equation, nothing can be anchored. Nothing can be redeemed and only illusions of grandeur is left behind.
Centuries pass but not a single generation has the means or the knowledge to change their ways. What once was, is forgotten by easier methods. What once seemed impossible, is now easily accepted. Things that don't matter are fought over and coveted. While things that shape the minds are shoved to the side, never to be remembered. The divided masses became the standard, so far ingrained into society that it becomes established.
When divided, nothing can ever truly be accomplished. When divided, no one really wins. When divided, society is at a standstill. When divided, progress is repressed. When divided, we all fall.
The history of the divided is coming to an end. An era for the united is approaching. Only time will tell if it is already too late.