Rowena Ravenclaw sat quietly in her study, jotting down notes on a shard of parchment every so often. It was the middle of the night and she needed to prepare her lessons for the students for the next day. Her eagle feather quill scratched dully on the parchment as she made her plans. Ever since Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry began, Rowena had been kept extremely busy. She loved the idea of young witches and wizards being able to learn magic without fear of muggle knowledge, but it was certainly taking its toll. It is worth it, she thought for the thousandth time. As long as the students had a place to learn, she would have to set everything aside until the school year ended; then she would have her free time. But for now, the students in her house were her top priority.
There was a knock at the wooden door.
"You may enter," Rowena called. The door opened and in entered Helga Hufflepuff wearing a dressing gown and holding her wand high so that the illuminated tip spread light all around her.
"Godric has sent me to tell you that you need your sleep for your students' sake," she said tiredly. She looked as if she had been awoken from a deep sleep. Rowena gave a dull smile. She had been staying up late with her lessons for the past week, and it was certainly obvious. Just this morning Rowena had nearly fallen asleep in the Great Hall at breakfast.
"Tell Godric that I am nearly done and that he needs not worry." Helga nodded and left the study without another word. Rowena sighed as the door closed with a snap. This is what her life had been like for the past few weeks. The sleepless nights and the inattentiveness during the day had earned her the worry of her fellows. Godric had taken to speaking to her through Helga. Only Salazar ever expressed his own worry to her face. Rowena felt that he was the only one that cared about her.
She laid down her quill, feeling that she had planned enough for the students in her house. She illuminated her wand and blew out the candle. She walked over to the door farthest to her.
"Alohamora," she whispered. The lock clicked. Rowena shut the door after her and locked it. She made her way up the stairs to her bedroom. Godric was right, she needed her sleep, and not just for her students. Rowena needed sleep for herself. She didn't want to fall asleep in the Great Hall again.
Rowena took off her regular robes and pulled on her dressing gown. She didn't plan to start lessons with her house until later in the morning anyway. She pulled back the covers and climbed into her bed. She was asleep only moments after her head hit the pillow.
Rowena's dreams were filled with tears. She saw Salazar and Godric dueling. In her dream, she screamed for them to stop, she screamed for peace, but none came. In her dream, Helga was only egging them on. It was so unlike her. It was so unlike all of them. She saw Salazar leave the castle never to return, and Godric storm up to his chambers.
The last thing Rowena saw before she woke with a start, was the Sorting Hat say,
"This shall be remembered."
