The Curse of Eternity Chapter 1, a harry potter fanfic

The Curse of Eternity

Chapter One: The Founder's Plans

A rather spacious yet comfortable room was the location of a miracle happening. Two wizards and two witches were planning the building of a magnificent magical school by the name of Hogwarts.

The walls of the room were a rich, deep blood red color, with golden trimming. The gold couches were made of the finest material and wood. The white carpet underneath the couches was stainless and as pure as the snow that rested on the ground outside. The golden curtains which were drawn to the sides of the windows, allowed some light to flow into the beautiful room.

There was a huge fireplace at the end of the room, spreading heat to the witches and wizards. In front of the fire, taking in its warmth, was a sleeping lioness. Her loud breathing was calming to the four adults, as was the quiet song of the phoenix, which was resting in his open cage to the right of the fireplace.

In the middle of the room was a table made of the finest black cherry wood, which was covered with blue prints, empty bottles of firewhiskey, half-full cups of tea, and a couple empty plates. Sitting at the end of the table was a majestic man that was of twenty-one years of age. His shoulder-length hair was the darkest color of brown and his bright green eyes roamed the papers restlessly. His muscular, lean body was covered with heavy and warm clothes the colors of red and gold, with a cloak thrown carelessly over the back of his chair. His face muscles were relaxed as he looked over the plans that he and his three best friends had come up with.

Sitting across from the green-eyed man, was his best mate. The other man had shoulder-length hair as well, but was the color of a raven's chest. His striking silver eyes were shining with happiness as he glanced over the prints. This man was every bit as handsome as the other, being twenty-one as well, and was wearing green and silver robes with a cloak also thrown over his chair. Slithering up the legs of the chair and into his lap was a green and black snake. He whispered to it in Parseltongue to relax because they would be there for a while.

The two men caught each other's eyes and smirked as they both marveled in the possibly of being founders of such a wonderful school.

A gentle cough brought them back to the present, and they both stared at one the witches that sat to left of the Parselmouth.

She was smirking at the men before refocusing her attention to the papers in front of her. Her brilliant red hair was wavy and flowing gently down her back. She was the youngest, at the age of nineteen. Her playful blue eyes displayed excitement as they flashed from the papers to her friends. She was wearing a light yellow dress that went to her knees that had white lace at the top and bottom of it and black lace in the middle and a black bow on it. Her black warm cloak was in her lap as well as a small delicate red fox. The small animal's beady black eyes never left the lioness as she stared at the large mammal.

Across from the red-head sat the last of the four friends. This witch had long curly blonde hair which was restrained on the top of her head. At twenty years of age, her warm chocolate brown eyes were squinted as she looked over her and her friend's plans. She was wearing a light blue strapless sundress that went to her knees with a bronze cloak resting gently over her shoulders. Resting on the top of her chair was an elegant sleeping eagle. This witch was obviously paying the most attention to the plans, while the other three were getting bored and restless, wanting a break.

The blonde witch finally looked up to see the others fidgeting in their seats. Smiling she said in a quiet voice, "Alright, I guess we can take a small break."

Sighing gratefully the green-eyed man stood up and said to her, "You are an angel Rowena."

The young witch blushed lightly as he brushed a kiss across her knuckles, "Hardly Godric,"

Both snickering, Helga and Salazar picked up their respective animals and got up.

"I think the planning is going well so far," said Godric as he patted the side of his leg. Right away, the lioness woke up and pounced over to her master's side. "Good girl, Hera," he murmured.

"I agree Godric," said Rowena, before whistling low and clear to awake her familiar. The eagle slowly opened its eyes before shaking out its feathers and flying over to Rowena only to land on her shoulder. "There's more work to be done but so far it's looking good," she said, as she absentmindedly stroked her eagle's chest.

"How much better can we make it?" asked Salazar, as he packed everything together and putting them in the safe behind one of the many portraits hanging on the wall.

"Knowing Rowena, much better," Helga joked as the fox gracefully left her arms to walk beside Helga.

"Very funny Helga," said Rowena, rolling her eyes. Helga merely winked at her best friend as Godric led the other three out of the room and into another.

This room was much more basic. The walls were a light gold and had red couches and armchairs in the middle of the room all around a dark cherry coffee table. Godric took a seat on one of the couches, motioning for Rowena to join him. As she sat down Hera laid down at their feet and Rowena's eagle Aquila, rested on the couch back. Salazar and Helga settled in the loveseat across from their friends. Helga's fox, Vixy jumped back into the young witch's lap while Salazar's snake Nagini coiled itself up on the floor and rested its head on Salazar's shoe.

"So what all do we have done?" Helga asked.

"The dungeons are done as well as the first two levels," said Rowena straight away. "We have the dining hall, the huge entrance, small classrooms on the first floor, and the second floor is mostly classrooms and small bathrooms."

"I'm telling you, we should name the dining hall the Great Hall," said Salazar, smirking. "It has such a nice ring to it."

"For the thousandth time, no Sal!" said Rowena, while Helga and Godric laughed freely, "'The Great Hall' sounds weird."

"It's perfect, and you Little Miss Bookworm, should know why! 'Great' is simply another word for vast or big, and that's exactly what the dining hall looks like. So why can't we name it the Great Hall?"

Rowena was quiet as she stared at the dark-haired man in front of her, silently debating his words in her head.

"Oh Merlin Sal! You've finally done. The Bookworm has been silenced!" Godric gasped, smiling the entire time. Rowena mock-glared at the brunette beside her, while Helga dissolved into giggles, and Salazar smirked.

"So what do you say Miss Ravenclaw? Can we name it the Great Hall?" asked Salazar his eyes full of amusement.

"It's not just up to me, so I'm not sure why you keep asking me alone," said Rowena, jutting out her chin stubbornly. "Helga and Godric have just as much as a say in it as I do."

"Well I already have Godric's and Helga's vote so that's why I keep ask just you," Salazar mocked.

Rowena looked startled as she looking between her best friend and the man sitting beside her. "Really?"

"Sorry sweetie, but the Great Hall, really does sound good," said Helga, shrugging her shoulders, while Godric nodded his head reluctantly.

Rowena sighed and then smiled at Salazar, "Then I have no choice. I have been outvoted."

Salazar's smile was huge as he took in the stubborn witch's words. "I knew you would cave eventually."

Rowena's smile turned into a smirk. "Yes, Salazar I bow at your feet." She mock bowed from her position beside Godric.

Salazar rolled his eyes good naturally and retorted, "Merlin, witch, I pity the man that will have to put up with your sarcastic attitude."

"I'll take that as a compliment Sal," said Rowena cheerfully. Salazar, Godric, and Helga all laughed at their witty friend. When Salazar was about the comment, the giant grandfather clock rang six.

"Oh! Sorry, but I have to go. My parents requested me to be at their Manor for dinner tonight." Said Rowena, standing up.

"I'll walk you out," said Godric, also standing. Rowena nodded, and they both walked to the door. Suddenly, Rowena turned back around, "Aquila," she called. Immediately the eagle awoke and flew to land on her shoulder. "Goodnight Sal, Helga." The two friends waved their goodbyes, and Godric and Rowena walked out.

The two friends walked in a comfortable silence to the door and out onto the grounds. The grounds of Gryffindor Manor were laid out to go miles. Rowena could just barely make out the Quidditch goals that were to the right of the door which she and Godric had walked out of. All around the front of the Manor was a beautiful garden that Godric's mother used to tend to. The forest that surrounded the beautiful home was filled with all sorts of magical animals.

Godric led Rowena to the left where her hippogriff, Wings, laid with all of the other animals. Rowena took a moment to bow to the elegant creature before he bowed back. With the help of Godric she hopped up on the bird, and sat sidesaddle. Wings's feathers were an inky black that faded into coat of a soft grey. His brilliant orange eyes stared at Godric as the man gently petted Wings's neck.

"Before you go, I want to ask to something," said Godric quietly, staring up at the beautiful woman before him.

"Go ahead," said Rowena, watching Aquila fly off her shoulder and settle in the pouch on Wings's side that was made for the eagle to stay in.

"Would you like to come back here tomorrow night, for dinner? And maybe we could work on the prints a little?"

"Of course, what time are we all getting together?" asked Rowena, petting Wings, who was getting restless.

"We all?" asked Godric, clearly confused.

"Yes, you, me, Helga, and Salazar." Said Rowena, finally looking down at Godric.

Godric chuckled, "I don't think you understood me, Rowena. When I asked, I meant just you and me."

"Oh," Rowena faltered, feeling like a fifteen-year-old again. "Um, like a date?"

"If you wish to call it that," said Godric, flashing her a gorgeous smile.

"Do you?" Rowena shot back, her wit finally coming back to her.

"Of course. I wouldn't be asking if I didn't." said Godric easily.

Rowena sighed, before smiling at the man that stole her attention so easily. "Sure Godric, I'd love to. What time shall I come?"

"How does five sound?" asked Godric, as he slowly back up from the majestic animal.

"Perfect. I will see you then. Goodnight Godric," said Rowena, grabbing Wings's reins.

"Safe travels, love," said Godric, chuckling as he watched Rowena blush. She nodded and soon she was gliding away from the Gryffindor Manor. She took a deep breath to calm herself and found herself smiling the entire time she flew. Nothing could ruin this night, Rowena was sure of it.

"So, you and Godric, Mia figlia?"

Rowena gaped openly at her mother.

Rowena had just arrived at her family's manor. She handed Wings off to the stable boy and was pulled into a soft hug from her mother, Rossella Ravenclaw, only to be asked the question. Rossella's black hair was streaked with grey and she had many wrinkles on her face. But her chocolate brown eyes that had been imprinted on Rowena's face held amusement and love as she looked at her daughter, and she openly laughed at the expression that her only daughter held. "Bambino, I recognize the look on your face. It is the same look I had when your father asked to court me."

Rowena quickly recovered and smirked at her mother. "How do you know it's with Godric? I could easily be infatuated with Salazar."

Rossella laughed. "Tesoro, you and Salazar couldn't be anymore alike. You two fight worse than siblings, and I know that you only care for him as a brother. But Godric, on the other hand…" Rossella trailed off as her eyes implored Rowena's.

Rowena looked down, feeling a blush rise on her cheeks, "I have no idea what you're talking about Madre." Rossella pursued her lips, but didn't reply. Instead she swept her arm towards the door, edging Rowena forward. Sighing in relief, Rowena walked into her home only to be attacked into a warm hug from her father.

Rowena laughed squealing, "Papa!" feeling like a little girl again.

"Oh my neonata cara!" Rowena's father Renzo said, twirling his only daughter around. Unlike her mother who was born in Palermo, Italy and had trademark dark Italian features, her father was born in Verona and had blonde curly hair that Rowena had inherited, light hazel eyes and a perfect light complexion.

"I'm not a baby anymore papa," Rowena laughed as Renzo led her down.

"You will always be my baby girl," said Renzo tapping Rowena's nose lightly.

"So you'll never guess who has stolen our daughter's heart." Said Rossella, walking to her husband and wrapping her arm around his waist.

"Who?" asked Renzo cautiously.

Rowena laughed freely. "I have no idea what mother is talking about."

"You have always been a horrible liar Roe." Said Rossella before turning to her husband, "My darling, Rowena has her eye on Godric."

Ronzo broke into a broad smile, "Garett and Ginnette's boy?"

"The very one. You how the two of them and Helga and Salazar have been working on a mysterious project?" Ronzo nodded. "I'm guessing that Godric is using this project to his advantage so he can work with Rowena…alone." Rossella smirked at her daughter.

"Maybe I should have a talk with this boy," said Ronzo frowning.

"Papa no! Please, Madre stop worrying him! Papa he just asked me to come over to the Manor to talk about the project and have dinner. It's totally completely innocent." Said Rowena quickly.

"I love how she's quick to defend young Godric," said Rossella. Rowena simply rolled her eyes and walked into the living room with her laughing parents following.

Godric walked back into the room where Salazar and Helga were with a dazed look on his face.

"Um, mate? You alright?" a concerned voice reached the brunette's ears. Godric shook his head to see Salazar helping Helga put her cloak on.

Helga smiled, "I need to get going, I need to go care for my animals at home."

"And I'm meeting some guys for a Quidditch match, the offer is still open if you wish to come," said Salazar earnestly.

"I'm fine Sal, I'll walk you two out," Godric said the second time in fifteen minutes. He motioned his arm to let Helga go first and then he and Salazar followed her out. When they reached outside, Helga put Vixy on the ground and said, "A Hippogriff please sweetie."

Vixy squeezed her eyes closed and she quickly grew in size and soon looked almost identical to Rowena's hippogriff, except that her feather were a bright red that matched her fur and her coat was a light tan. Vixy's orange eyes reminded Godric much of Wings's, and he smiled thinking of Wings's master.

"You look like a lovesick puppy," said Helga bluntly as she stared at Godric who started smiling after looking at Vixy. But Godric simply shook his head. Helga sent Salazar a meaningful glance that said, 'Your best friend is insane, talk to him.' Salazar nodded and helped Helga onto Vixy.

"Being safe," said Salazar kindly. Helga smiled and said, "Always. Night you two."

"Night," the two handsome men replied as Vixy leapt into air. As soon as Helga was too far away to hear anything Salazar rounded on his best friend. "Alright Godric, spill. Why are you looking like, as Helga so nicely put it, 'a love-sick puppy'?"

"I have no idea what either of you are talking about," said Godric, folding his arms and jutting out his chin stubbornly.

Salazar snorted and sneered, "Yeah, I'll believe that when Helga stops being overly-obsessed with animals."

Godric rolled his eyes at his mates analogy, "You always have a snide comment to say whenever I talk Sal…I love it," sarcasm dripping from every word he said.

"You know it!" Salazar laughed. He then, cleared his throat, stuck his two pointer fingers in his mouth and let out a shrill whistle. Immediately, the two wizards felt the earth tremble and soon heard the sound of wings quickly approaching. They looked up to see a giant bulge in the sky soaring towards them. Salazar and Godric looked at each other before sprinting away from area where they were standing. Second later, they both had fallen to the ground as the force from the animal's landing created tremors in the earth.

When the dust cleared, Godric turned and got into a sitting position. He looked up and saw the majestic Hungarian Horntail. Salazar's pride and joy. His black scaly body was tense from landing and the dragon immediately folded his wings and relaxed after seeing Salazar. His spiked tail started to wag almost like a dog's at the sight of his master. His bright yellow eyes sought out Godric and the brunette swore to Merlin he almost say happiness in the dragon's eyes.

"Hey Draco," Salazar almost crooned to the dragon, reaching out to pat his large head.

"I still can't believe you named a dragon Dragon," Godric snorted as he got up and walked over to pet the dragon.

Salazar looked indignant, "It's not a bad name! Plus I couldn't think of anything else at the time." The look on Salazar's face became a sheepish smile, which Godric laughed at.

"Whatever you say, mate, whatever you say." Said Godric as he shook his head. Salazar grinned at his friend and then stepped on Draco's wing carefully before hopping on his back.

"Oh I will tell you this mate," said Salazar as he gathered Draco's reins in his hands, "Be careful with Rowena. I know you like her, and she will only break your heart. Just like she broke mine." The last sentence was unheard by Godric who was looking at his best friend in shock.

"She would never do that," said Godric, his face breaking into a huge smile after he denied the raven-haired man's words.

"Just be careful mate. I would hate for our friendship with the two girls to be ruined. Because you know that if things become awkward between you and Roe, she will want to keep her dignity and not be around you. And Helga being Rowena's best friend will support her." Said Salazar imploringly. "Alright?"

"I will Sal," said Godric in all seriousness. Salazar smiled grimly before getting the dragon's attention and commanded him to fly. Soon, Godric's almost brother was out of sight.

"Evening Godric."

Just those two simple words made the grown man burst into a gigantic, beautiful smile, which was shyly returned. Rowena had just landed at the Manor, only to be swept off Wings into a gentle hug from the man who set this date.

"Hello Roe, you look stunning." And Godric wasn't joking. Rowena was wearing a simple, yet elegant deep intense blue halter dress with a plunging neck line, high silt on her left leg and a bronze strip around her miniature waist. She was wearing black high heals that enabled her to reach the height of Godric's chin. Her blonde curls tonight were flared out around herself and her bright chocolate brown eyes were shining with warmth as she smiled at Godric.

"Thanks Godric," said Rowena, a little pink hue dusting her cheeks as she looked down at the ground. Not wanting an uncomfortable silence begin; Godric busied himself by tying up Wings to his usual post. After he did so, Godric walked to Rowena's side and held out his arm in a gentlemen fashion. Smiling shyly, Rowena took his offered arm and the young man led her into the house.

"So we're just going to have a quiet evening, some food, a little bit more planning of the school and then maybe go for a walk around the grounds…does that sound good to you?" asked Godric as he held to door that leads to the dining room open.

"That sounds perfect Godric," said Rowena as she entered the room. She gently gasped as she took in the setting. The blonde witch has been in this room many times, but has never seen it so romantic looking. The room was surrounded by magically floating candles, setting a relaxing tone over the setting. There was already food and drinks on the white clothed table and in the corner an old wizard record player was softly playing music. Godric pulled out Rowena's chair for her before going to the other side of the table to sit across from her.

"So," said Rowena after an hour and a half of mindless chatter. "What brought all of this on?"

"Which part?" asked Godric, smiling gently, "The part of me asking you to have dinner with me or finding a romantic bone in my body?"

Rowena smiled at the comment. Ever since they were young teenagers, Salazar, Helga and herself would always tease Godric whenever he would tell them stories of his failed attempts to be romantic towards a girl.

"I guess both," Rowena teased, "I meant the first one, but you make a good point with the second."

Godric chuckled before nodding his head, "I can understand that." Suddenly before Rowena's eyes, Godric's face became completely serious. A look at the young woman is not used to seeing. "In all seriousness, I really like you Roe. I don't think I've ever really felt this way about a person. Whenever you walk into a room, you render me speechless. Your gorgeous eyes seem to see into my soul, your kind nature always calms me and your laugh cheers me up, no matter what's wrong. I think I'm falling in love with you Roe." His voice was soft and gentle and spoke with a vulnerable tone that Rowena's never heard before.

Rowena was shocked. Her eyes were watery and her vision was starting to blur. No one had ever told her the things Godric had just told her and had the same genuine sound in his voice. She realized with a start that she felt the same way about the man. But…she couldn't. She had already hurt one of her close friends. Salazar had told her that he was in love with her the day that she had turned seventeen. And she turned him down. What would the raven-haired man say if he found out she said yes to his best friend?

But as she stared into Godric's eyes, seeing the love and trust in his eyes that were for her, she decided that she didn't care.

Rowena thought of all the amazing memories that she had happened between herself and Godric. When they were younger, the two teens would often be seen riding off together, racing in the skies, Rowena on Wings, and Godric on his griffin Sun. They were always joined at the hip too, ever since the first day of their magic schooling. Godric's parents were the ones that taught the four kids and a few select others.

Garett and Ginnette Gryffindor were actually the inspiration for the four young adults making Hogwarts. Most witches and wizards all over the world weren't getting the necessary schooling that they needed in order to live a safe magic-filled life. The four friends were actually discussing about creating a government for the Wizarding World. A way to ensure that no havoc happens.

"I think I'm falling in love with you too Godric," said Rowena, as silent tears started slipping out of her eyes. "Your kind, trusting, and caring ways have always made me feel safe and happy around you. You're strong and courageous, and not afraid to stand up for what you believe in. And you're loyal and I'm so lucky to have you in my life."

Slowly, Godric stood up and offered his hand out to the beautiful witch. She smiled and accepted the gesture. He pulled her up and walked them over to the vacant area closer to the record player. He gently swept her into his arms and they started swaying to the music.

"Would you want me to court you?" Rowena was surprised at his bluntness. She knew that her eyes widened a bit and that her jaw became slightly slack. "Godric…"

"Hear me out love," Godric interjected. "I've cared for you for a long time, and you have told me that you return the feelings. I've already gone to your parents -" Godric was cut off by Rowena's enchanting laughter. "What?"

"I was wondering how my mother knew that you had asked me to dinner last night before I was even able to say anything," said Rowena after she had calmed down slightly.

Godric chuckled as well and said, "Yes I've already gotten permission. All you have to do now is say yes." Godric's eyes were imploring as Rowena gazed at him.

As much as she realized that she really does like the brunette, Salazar has been in the back of her mind the entire night, and she had to be sure Godric understood her worry. "Godric, what about Salazar?"

Godric sighed, as he closed his eyes in slight frustration, though he never broke his graceful strides as they danced. "I don't know Rowena. Does Salazar know that you do not recuperate his feelings?" Rowena merely responded with a head nod. "Then I don't see the problem."

"Do you think that Salazar would be mad or jealous that you managed to acquire the one thing that he wants but can't have?"

"Come on Roe, this is Sal, we're talking about!" Godric exclaimed, trying hard not to laugh.

"Exactly! Godric do you remember the time that you parents first gave you Hera? You were the first out of all four of us to have a Muggle animal, and then two days later Salazar comes running to us showing off Nagini. And then when you got to work with Neville Merlin to make a new broomstick, Salazar practically begged you to let him help until you finally gave in. No offense, but he wants to be you. He's always been jealous, and this will just infuriate him more."

"Roe, I know that that's how Salazar is, but I need you to answer this question as truthfully as possible. Do you care? Would you put Salazar in front of your happiness?" asked Godric.

"And how are you certain that it's you that makes me happy?" If it wasn't for the smirk on Rowena's face when she bit out that remark, Godric would have feared that she really didn't like him.

"You wouldn't be able to survive without me in your life," Godric whispered arrogantly into her ear, causing tremors down Rowena's spine that she desperately tried to cover.

Rowena quickly recovered and smirked up at the man pressed so close to her. "Is that so, Gryffindor? And you're sure of that?"

"Absolutely," it was Godric's turn to smirk. "Imagine living the rest of your life with snarky Slytherin and animal-loving Hufflepuff… You'd coming running back to me within a week."

Rowena smiled and swallowed her pride. "True."

This answer caught Godric completely off guard, and stopped mid-turn to stare down at the blonde who was looking back at him. He smiled gently and ducked his head back down to her ear. "So will you give me a chance?" Again, Rowena didn't speak but Godric could feel her nodding her head. Restraining from whooping in excitement, his hand traveled down to her waist before picking her up and twirling her around, making her laugh joyfully.

When he set her back down his arms merely tighten around her waist as her hands rested on his chest. He stared into her mesmerizing brown eyes, trying not to get lost in them. One hand skimmed up her arm, to her neck and slowly into her silky curls. His eyes searched frantically over her features for anything that might tell him that she really didn't want this, but when he locked eyes with his goddess again, he only saw love, trust, and happiness in her chocolate orbs.

Godric slowly dipped his head down to her for the third time tonight, only he had a different destination this time. Her eyes fluttering shut, Rowena tilted her face up and Godric's lips ghosted over hers. The young man let out a quick breath before completely covering her lips with his. He almost moaned when he felt the wet warmth from the enchantress's lips in front of him. Her plump lips easily molded into his thin ones. He allowed himself a tiny celebration in his head when he felt the witch in his arms shiver when he gently ran his tongue over her bottom lip.

Rowena groaned softly as she felt Godric's tongue invade her mouth. She felt a jolt go through her body as their tongues touched and started to duel inside her mouth. Rowena brought her hands up to dive them into his hair and was rewarded with a small whimper from Godric has she lightly scraped her nails over his scalp.

They spent several moments of heavy snogging before Godric finally pulled away so they could breathe. If he thought Rowena was gorgeous when she first arrived then he didn't know how to possibly describe her now. Her curls were slightly mussed from him running his hands through her hair. Her cheeks where flushed with pleasure, her lips were swollen and her eyes were glazed over. He imagined that he didn't look any better. His lips found her ear and whispered, "As much as I am enjoying this, I doubt you want to go any further tonight, so how about we go for a walk? Mhm? How does that sound?"

Rowena cleared her voice and said, "Sounds good." Godric pulled away and grabbed Rowena's cloak. He went behind her and slid it onto her shoulders. Then he walked to her side and extended his arm. Rowena took it and they walked out of the Manor and onto the grounds.

After a few seconds of contented silence, Godric asked, "How much longer do you think it will take before Hogwarts is completed?"

"Well, we're not even finished with fully building it on prints yet. After we finally get that done, then we need to decide on a location and how we want to build it." said Rowena, thoughtfully.

"What do you mean 'how we want to build it'?" asked Godric, peering at Rowena.

"Well, are we going to do it Muggle-style or Magic-style, or combine them by building it Muggle-style but putting Magic on it to keep it stable?" Rowena explained.

"Well, it think the school would mean more if we built it the Muggle way, but it would probably be safer if we built it with Magic," said Godric.

Rowena nodded in agreement, "That's how I thought of it. Since there will be kid witches and wizards in that school for more than half the year, for many years to come, we have to think of their safety. We don't want the parents to be worrying about their children while they're away."

"Very good points. Also, how long are we going to have the kids there? It's surprising that we don't have all of this figured out yet," Godric laughed.

"Well lucky for you, I've thought of all of this while you and Salazar were too busy playing Quidditch and having poor Helga be referee," Rowena teased.

"Well Miss 'I'd-rather-read-than-play-the-best-sport-in-the-world,' what are your ideas?" asked Godric haughtily.

Rowena chuckled, "I think the children should go to Hogwarts for seven years."

"Why seven?" asked Godric.

"Because it's the most powerful magical number," replied Rowena cheekily.

Godric chuckled and had to agree. In two different branches of magic, Runes and Divination, seven is the most important number. "Alright, and what age would the students start coming?"

"I would say either eleven or twelve." Said Rowena.

"Why not seven?" Godric shot out sarcastically.

Rowena dissolved into pearls of laughter. "Oh Godric. A lot of children, especially the kids that come from parents that are Muggles, don't start showing signs of being magical until they are about nine. But I was thinking we should say eleven for the late bloomers."

"That makes good sense. What about the Houses. We were talking about having some of those. How many do you think, and what should we call them?" asked Godric.

"Why are you asking me?" asked Rowena sharply. Godric would have thought he had angered her if it wasn't for the amused glint in her eyes. "If you're so interested, remember all of your questions and we can all discuss them tomorrow with Salazar and Helga."

"I'd like to hear what you think though," said Godric earnestly.

"Alright," said Rowena, after a moment of silence, "Do you think it would be too arrogant if we named the four houses after our last names?"

Godric was quiet as he thought about the idea. "A bit, but why would we have our last names?"

"Well I've been thinking about it, and even though all four of us are best friends. We are all very different. We all have different characteristics that set us very much apart. Don't you agree?"

"Yes, I do. Continue."

"Well, what I was thinking is that we could categorize the Houses. Like for you, the Gryffindor House would be for students who show that loyalty, bravery, and chivalry are their most valued traits. For the Hufflepuff House, their traits would be fair, caring, and patient. For the Slytherin House, they would be cunning, sly, sarcastic, and then for the Ravenclaw House, the students would be witty, love to learn, and have tons of logic. That's what I've been envisioning for a while." Said Rowena, feeling self-conscious about her answer, feeling worried that Godric would laugh.

Instead, Godric looked at Rowena with a face of awe. "Roe that's amazing. It's perfect! And I'm sure that Sal and Helga will agree."

"Really?" asked Rowena, not totally sold on his words.

"Yes, Roe! That's a wonderful idea. Why didn't you tell us this earlier?" asked Godric. He stopped walking and turned to Rowena, placing his hands on her shoulders.

"I don't know, I wasn't sure that you would like it," said Rowena in a small voice. Godric's laughter bounced off the trees echoing around the estate.

"Well I love it. What other ideas do you have?" asked Godric eagerly.

"Um, well. I was thinking about where we could put the Common Rooms for the different houses. I know that we were talking about having four Towers. Correct?"

"Do you want to have the four houses in the four towers?" asked Godric, not really taking to the idea.

"No. I was thinking of putting the Gryffindor House in one. The entrance would be on the seventh floor, behind a portrait-"

"-a portrait?" asked Godric.

"Yes. The portrait that would only allow students to enter the Common Room if they know the password." said Rowena patiently.

Godric nodded his head slowly, a smile forming on his face. "What about the other Towers?"

"Well I know that we discussed having one Tower be for the Astronomy Tower and I don't want to take that away. The third Tower could be for the Ravenclaw Common Room, since we all know that the mascot for Ravenclaw will be an eagle," Rowena chuckled who was quickly joined by Godric. "I would appreciate it if the Tower would be on the west side of the castle-"

"-let me guess…so the students could enjoy the sunset?" asked Godric.

"Yup," said Rowena smiling. "The way to get into that Tower would be to have a bronze eagle in the middle of the door. When a student would walk up to it, the Eagle would ask a question. Something that would make the student think, have to use logic and wit to answer. And only if they got it right would they be able to enter."

"Very nice," said Godric, smiling.

Rowena smirked, "And then the Hufflepuff Common Room could be-"

"-Near the kitchens-" injected Godric.

"-Because Helga loves to eat…" the couple said together, laughing.

"What about the Slytherin House?" asked Godric after he stopped laughing.

"I was thinking it could be located in the dungeons. You know how we were going to put a Lake in the ground?" Godric nodded. "We could branch out the castle so that the Common Room could be underneath it."

"You are absolutely amazing Roe…did you know that?" asked Godric, laughing in amazement.

"Why yes I do know that," said Rowena arrogantly, smirking, before laughing freely. "I've just put a lot of thought into this school…I want it to be perfect."

"Perfect?" asked Godric, as he turned to face the sunset.

"Mhm, as perfect as I can possibly get it." Rowena continued walking until she reached a small courtyard. She sat on one of the loveseat benches and smiled when Godric joined her. "This is going to sound crazy, but every night before I go to bed, I used to imagine how my future would look."

"Really?" Godric's voice had gotten slightly deeper, huskier as he got comfortable.

"Yeah," said Rowena, sighing almost longing as she watched a flock of birds fly in front of the sun. "I used to see the four of us, you, Salazar, Helga, and me, staying in front of this…magnificent castle. It would be just the four of us. Just four friends with a common dream. But, in all honesty, that vision never felt complete." Rowena turned her head to look at Godric. "Do you know what was missing?"

"What?" asked Godric, turning his head as well, meeting her eyes.

"It was missing us," said Rowena simply. Godric's eyebrows furrowed in slight confusion making Rowena smile softly. "I don't mean, missing us physically. I mean…emotionally. I was always missing the most important thing in everyone's lives…love. But now, as I think about the future. The four of us once again in front of the school, but you right beside me, gazing down at me with a mixture of pride, happiness, and contentment. And as I think about that, I feel complete."

Godric's smile was breathtaking as he lowered his head to connect his lips with her for the second time that night.

"So how was it?"

Rowena giggled uncharacteristically as she fell backwards onto her bed. "Oh Helga it was amazing. I had no idea just how much I cared for him." The blonde witch lifted her head up gently to see her best friend looking down at her, smiling knowingly.

Helga sat down beside her best friend gracefully. "I knew you two would get together."

"Did you have a vision about us?" gasped Rowena, as she sat up only to lean back onto her elbows.

"No Roe. It was just obvious." Helga laughed as she laid on her side beside Rowena. "You and Godric have some serious chemistry. It's hard to miss." Helga's warm eyes suddenly turned imploring. "What are you going to do about Salazar?"

Rowena signed as she got off her bed and walked over to her wardrobe. "I don't know Red." She moaned, ignoring Helga's scoff at her hated nickname. "Godric said that Salazar won't care, but you and I both know that's not true."

"Salazar has been in love with you since you were seventeen," said Helga chuckling. "Wow, Godric really isn't very observant, is he?"

"He's a guy, what do you expect?" asked Rowena, laughing lightly. The young witch quickly ducked into her bathroom to change into her nightwear before joining the already bed-dressed red-head back on her bed. Rowena sighed dramatically as she leaned against her best friends shoulder. "I'm so confused. I don't want to hurt Salazar, but Godric confessed at he loved me tonight, and -"

"And what?" asked Helga when Rowena trailed off.

"I returned the words to him," Rowena whispered. When Helga gasped in surprise, Rowena quickly continued, "Well I do! I've just realized, but I honestly do! His sweet yet defensive nature. His love for all of his friends and family. His never-ending patience. His always understanding ways. I even love his flaws, like the way up until tonight; he's never been able to romance a woman. The way his temper flares at almost anything and the way he can hold a grudge for as long as he wants. I love Godric Gryffindor."

When Rowena finally looked at Helga, readying herself for a lecture, she found the young witch's beautiful light blue eyes swimming with tears. "Helga? What's wrong?" asked Rowena immediately.

"I'm just so happy for you," said Helga, her voice wavering. "You two are obviously in love. I just hope that Salazar doesn't cause any problems."

"Aw, Red. Thank you," the two girls embraced as happy tears fell down both of their cheeks. "I love you Helga."

"I love you too Roe, you're my best friend," came Helga's choked answer. After a few moments of the two girls embracing and silently crying, Helga's laugh surprised the blonde witch. Rowena pulled back to see the younger witch shaking as the laughter overtook her. Helga's infectious laugh keeping hooked on Rowena and soon both girls were laughing on the bed, laughing so much that their sides were starting to hurt.

Finally, they had both calmed down and were just laying on the bed in silence. Still smiling, Helga's head turned to look at Rowena. "I wouldn't worry about Salazar," she said in a confident voice. "If he needs any straightening out, I'll be there to help him through it."

Rowena smiled gratefully, and captured her friend in another hug. The older witch was forever grateful for the friends that she was surrounded by. Soon both young women had dozed off and were dreaming about the bright future.

"Awesome! I get my own House!" Helga, Godric, and Rowena laughed at Salazar's excitement.

"That's what I thought when Roe told me," said Godric. "Hopefully with all of these ideas we'll have Hogwarts ready to build within a month or two."

"What other ideas do you have?" asked Helga eagerly.

"Well, something I think we all should talk about. Do you want to have cooks and maids, or house-elves?" asked Rowena.

"House-elves," said Godric and Salazar immediately, while Helga looked disgusted.

"Why should we condemn the poor creatures to a life of slavery?" asked Helga.

"Helga," Salazar sighed, his patience clearing waning. "For the last time, house-elves like having masters. It's always been their nature. It's the way they live. We could get hundreds of house-elves and tell them that their master is whoever the Headmaster is at that time. They will do the cleaning of the Houses and after the castle, fix the meals, things like that."

"That's a good idea," said Rowena, purposely ignoring Helga's steamed glare. Rowena busied herself by grabbing a quill and parchment and writing down all the ideas. "How will the students get to Hogwarts? I know that we've talked about having children from all over, correct?"

"Yes," said Godric, "But I'm sure not everyone will attend, because over in the Veela area-"

Godric was cut off from Rowena and Helga bursting into laughter. Soon both girls were leaning against each other for support and were clutching their sides.

"Veela area," gasped Rowena through her fit of laughter. "Oh Godric, I think you mean the French area?"

"Oh same difference," Godric scoffed, though he was smirking. "Besides there are tons of Veelas over there!"

Soon the girls had calmed down enough to let Godric continue. "Well, as I was saying, I've heard rumors that two certain Veela friends of ours, are also making a school."

"Who?" the three others asked curiously.

"Mairead and Orla Beauxbatons," said Godric, batting his eyelashes, and pucking his lips teasingly at Salazar, who sneered at the brunette.

"Oh la la," said Rowena laughing. Mairead and Orla were both twin blonde French Veelas. Gorgeous girls and they both had a thing for Salazar.

"Do you know what they are calling it?" asked Helga, trying to get the attention of her friend.

"Oh come on Red," said Rowena laughing. "Two self-centered Veelas are making a school. What are they going to call it?"

"Beauxbatons," all four of their voices echoed through the room. Godric snorted, nodding. "That's exactly what they are calling it."

"But," said Salazar smirking, "Isn't good ol' Krum building a school up in the Northern area?"

"Dragos Krum?" asked Rowena disbelievingly.

"The very one," said Salazar, "He's calling it Durmstrang,"

"Why would he call it Durmstrang?" asked Godric.

"Durmstrang is German for Storm and Stress," said Rowena, in her know-it-all voice, smirking.

"Yeah, that," said the raven-haired man, laughing. "I just spoke to him in passing a couple days ago when I went up there to do some Dragon egg scouting."

The other people in the room sighed, "Sal, you're going to get in so much trouble one day," said Rowena, shaking her head at her friend, who was smiling innocently.

"Haven't a slightest idea of what you're talking about," said Salazar, before quickly changing the subject, "So, since we're probably only going to have students that live moderately close, I think we can have them travel to a certain place and Portkey them to the castle. Or at least somewhere close by."

"We talked about having a village close to the castle, right?" asked Helga.

"Yeah we did, we could Portkey them there, and then let them ride in carriages up to the castle," said Godric, looking at Rowena for approval.

"Perfect," Rowena smiled, as she wrote down the idea, before looking up at Godric, appearing thoughtful. "You know that hat your parents gave you for your fifteenth birthday?"

"The one that always rattles on and on about how brave at heart I am?" snorted Godric, "What about that stupid thing?"

"Well, I was thinking," said Rowena cautiously. "Remember when we were over at your house, you jammed it on Sal's head and it rambled on and on about being sneaky and deceiving and how good of a liar he would be if he practiced?"

"Oh yeah, it rambled on forever," said Godric as Salazar smirked.

"Well," said Rowena in a quiet voice. "If we let that hat study all four of us brains to pick out our main talents and values and other things that like. We could have him maybe sort the children into the right houses, by it looking into their brains and seeing which traits they match the best. Do you think that would work?"

"Roe you are brilliant! How many more amazing ideas to you have in a huge brain of yours?" asked Godric.

"Just a few," said Rowena laughing.

"This school is going to be fantastic," Helga squealed, giggling happily, making the other three laugh.

"You know," said Rowena as she examined the newly drawn up prints. "I have to agree with you Helga. It is going to be fantastic."

With those words, Godric took out his wand and waved it gently. Immediately a bottle of Firewhiskey and four glasses appeared. "I am so glad that you invented this drink Sal."

"Me too, mate, me too," said Salazar, before raising his glass. "I propose a toast. To our beautiful school that is being created before our eyes. To our future together."

"To our future," the other three chorused in before the four of them took their shots.

"After months and months of constant planning and debating, it's complete. May I present to the Wizarding World, the newest magical school, Hogwarts," said Godric. He turned his back to the awaiting crowd, and raised his wand, soon to be joined by three others. In one big swoop, a huge gleaming castle appeared as if someone pulled an invisibility cloak off of it. As everyone took in the beauty of the building, quickly claps erupted and smoke filled the air from the Wizarding cameras.

The four founders turned around, beaming that the crowd hardly believing that the moment had finally come. They were soon blinded from the lights of the camera, and were seeing spots in their vision afterward. As the four young adults went to walk off the platform they were ambushed by reporters.

"Mr. Gryffindor, is it true that you are going to be Headmaster-?"

"Miss Ravenclaw are you really the brains of this group-?"

"Miss Hufflepuff did you honestly do anything to help with this project or are you just in this for the limelight-?"

"Mr. Slytherin, are you in a secret affair with Miss Ravenclaw-?"

Growling almost sinisterly, Godric pushed through the reporters with Helga and Rowena following closely behind him and Salazar bringing up the back to keep the nosy wizards away from the females.

Once they were through and started walking towards the castle, Rowena sped up until she was walking beside Godric. She placed a gently hand on his arm, and gave him a meaningful glance once he looked at her. With a sigh, he willed himself to calm down, and managed to giver her a small smile.

Pleased with his change in demeanor, Rowena looked forward and saw that they were right in front of the magnificent entrance to the school. Although the school had been created, no magic was circulating through the walls yet. With a beaming smile to the others, she Apparated to the West side of the castle. This was all part of the plan. Rowena would be at the west wall, Helga at the east, Salazar at the south, and Godric at the north. When she saw red sparks hit the sky, she knew that meant that everyone was in position.

She placed her left hand on the wall of the school and lifted her wand to point at the wall diagonally. When she saw green sparks, she started to mutter, "I, Rowena Ravenclaw, one-fourth of the creators, will my magic to spiral through these walls to forever enchant and protect the castle itself and everyone in it." Slowly the area that her hand was placed at began to glow gold and started the heat up.

There was a light prick in the middle of her palm and she felt her magic as well as her blood seeping into the castle. She gasped at the slightly painful sensation but kept her hand on the walls. Soon the gold light engulfed the entire manor before shooting into the sky. After a few seconds of the dramatic sight, the light dimmed until it was back just at the witch's and wizard's fingertips. Finally, Rowena let go, staggering back, feeling light on her feet.

There was a loud Pop behind her, and she turned to see Godric behind her grinning broadly. "Our school is complete, milady. Would you like to journey inside it with Helga, Sal, and myself?" he asked.

"Of course," said Rowena, squealing uncharacteristically. "Meet you at the entrance." With a Pop, she disapparated to the grand doors only to see Helga and Salazar. "Hey you two," she said cheerfully as Godric appeared beside her.

"Let's go," said Helga, nearly bouncing on the balls of her feet in excitement. With a casual flick of Salazar's wand, the wooden doors opened to reveal a gleaming entrance hall. It was humungous. The stone floor had intricate carvings on it, pictures and words in Latin basically explaining the meaning of the school. The lighting was flaming torches on the walls that lit up the moment the doors open, illuminating and warming the room.

As the four founders walked farther into the room, Salazar flicked his wand once more and the door closed behind them, blocking the magnificent view from any eyes besides their own. The only sounds that could be heard were their footsteps echoing in the hall, the flickering of the flames, and the distant sounds of their magic creating the grounds outside the castle.

They walked the long distance to the back on the room, passing many small classrooms and cupboards. Once they reached the back, they were facing the closed doors of what Salazar had dubbed, 'The Great Hall.' To either side of the Great Hall, on the opposite walls, where pathways to lead to the staircases to go to other classrooms and dormitories.

Smiling, Godric walked forward and pushed open the doors and the four young adults stared proudly at what was their school. The Great Hall was a long living space. It had four wooden tables that were meant for the four different houses. Then on the opposite side of the Hall from where the witches and wizards were standing was a table that was meant for the staff. Above the four tables were flags, which represented the different houses, and then a huge banner that had the letter H with a badger, lion, snake, and eagle around it, behind the staff table.

"This is amazing," said Rowena, her voice echoing throughout the hall.

"I can't believe it's truly done." Said Helga, her voice full of pride and excitement on her face. "So when is the first group of kids coming?"

"Probably not until next year Red," said Rowena. "We still have to set up the classrooms, pick the teachers, and stuff like that."

"Well, we already have four teachers right here," said Salazar, looking between him and his three friends, "Didn't we decide that?"

"Three actually," said Rowena. "Godric is going to be full-time Headmaster. He won't have time to teach classes on top of everything else he's going to be dealing with."

"So what classes are we going to have?" asked Helga. The four young adults walked up the Great Hall until the reached the Head Table. They sat down so that they could discuss this.

"Well, wouldn't it be smart to have all the class that my parents taught us?" asked Godric.

"Yes." Said Rowena. "So there's Transfiguration, Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Potions, Herbology, and Care of Magical Creatures for the first and second years."

"We're gonna let the third-seventh years also decide if they want to take Arithmancy, Ancient Runes, and Divination. Right?" Helga asked.

"Correct," said Rowena, smiling at her best friend. "Are there any that you would really like to teach?"

"Potions," said Salazar without hesitance.

"Care of Magical Creatures, of course," said Helga with a smile.

"And I'd love to teach Transfiguration." Said Rowena.

"Perfect." Said Godric. "So we need to find 7 wizards and witches that are qualified to teach the other posts.

"Well, let's get to work," said Rowena, shooting a smile at her three friends.

"Thank you very much Mr. Black. I shall be in touch soon."

A man in his mid forties stood up from his chair, bowed his head to the four creators of Hogwarts, and saw himself out.

"Well my friends, I think we found our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher." Said Rowena. "He is highly talented with his magic -"

"Of course he is Roe!" said Salazar laughing. "The Black family goes as far back in ancestry as ours do! They are as pure as they get."

Rolling his eyes teasingly, Godric ignored his best mate, "Alright, so we have all of our Professors, right?"

"Yes," said Rowena, looking down at her parchment. "Pollux Black is our DADA teacher. Melania Burke is our Charms professor. Our professor for Herbology is Caspar Longbottom -"

"I knew I liked that man," said Godric, "He is a very good friend of the family."

" - Ursula Gamp will teach Arithmancy, Lycoris Weasley -"

"Weasley," Salazar sneered. "A disgrace to the Wizarding world."

"And why would you say that?" asked Rowena, shocking marring her features.

"Blood traitors. Every last one of them. They all love Muggles and Mud-bloods," Salazar spat out.

"Salazar Slytherin. You are going to be civil to Mr. Weasley. He was the best candidate that I saw that would be able to teach Ancient Runes. So don't start. He's a fellow professor, and you will treat him as such." Said Rowena sternly. "And last, but not least, Callidora Trelawney will fill the position of Divination. She's a real Seer. She gave me a real prediction that came true.

"Now, I will be sending out owls to all of them. They will move into the castle within a month's time, along with their family. It would be smart for them to get used to the castle before the students come. Any questions?"

There was silence. Rowena nodded and they all stood up saying their goodbyes for the evening.

A Few Months Later…

"Welcome to Hogwarts!" Godric's voice boomed over all the children's whispers, sending silence throughout the hall. "We all are very excited to have the first group of children to try out our new school! You are all here to have the chance to learn magic to your full potential. This is a very big honor for all of you. Now, there's time for the rules later. First, I would like to Sort you into your appropriate houses. Here is Professor Ravenclaw to explain to you the process."

With a polite bow of the head, Godric turned and took his seat while Rowena went to stand in front of the children. With a kind smile she began, "Good evening children. My name is Professor Ravenclaw and I am your Transfiguration teacher. The Sorting ceremony is really quite simple. I will call you up in alphabetical order, and you will have this hat placed on your hat," Rowena swished her hand through the air, summoning the hat in her hand wandlessly. The children's eyes all widen at the site of the brown ordinary-looking witch's hat in her hand. "This hat will determine which House you will stay in while you stay at the castle. There are four Houses: Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin. Yes, they are named after the four of us that founded this school. You will find, that once you are sorted, that you will have much in common with the others placed in the House with you."

Rowena let the hat, only to have to it stay in mid-air, held up by magic while she pulled out a scroll of names from her robes. "The first name I shall call is Black, Cygnus," While she waited for the young boy to reach her, Rowena noticed that behind her, Professor Black stiffened a bit in his chair. She smirked to herself as she realized this must be Pollux's grandson. Cygnus had dark blue eyes, and black, neat hair resting upon his head. He looked like a young spitting image of Pollux. The young boy reached Rowena, his form slightly shaking while trying to take calming breaths. Rowena smiled encouragingly and urged him to turn around to face the other students.

When he did as she wanted, Rowena placed the hat upon his head, and it immediately shouted out for the entire hall to hear, "SLYTHERIN!" There was polite applause from the students and most of the staff, except for Salazar and Pollux. They were clapping heartedly while smirking at each other. Rowena pointed out the Slytherin table for the young Black to sit at and told him to wait for his other so to be dorm mates.

Once, he was seated, Rowena glanced back at her list and said, "Bullstrode, Alphard." A boy with dirty blonde hair, and quiet brown eyes walked up to Rowena, and she placed the hat on his head. After a silent moment of everyone watching Alphard, the hat shouted, "SLYTHERIN!" The boy handed Rowena the hat back and went to join Cygnus. The two boys shook hands and exchanged relieved glances.

Rowena, once again looked at the list and said, "Crabbe, Arcturus." A short, slightly chubby boy stumbled toward Rowena and had the hat placed on his head. After a moment a silence, similar to Alphard's, it shouted, "SLYTHERIN!" As the boy got settled next to the other Slytherin's, Rowena exchanged glances with Godric. They were both thinking the same thing. Were they wrong to have the hat choose the Houses? The witch decided to let just one more child go through the hat, before she put this to a stop so she could converse with the other founders.

Rowena called the next person, "Dawlish, Irma." A young girl, with bright blonde plaits, and curious blue eyes skipped toward Rowena with a large grin on her face. Rowena placed the hat on her head for it to immediately shout, "HUFFLEPUFF!" While everyone clapped, Rowena breathed out a sigh of relief before smiling at Godric.

The next student was called, "Dolohov, Regulus," A short, very skinny boy with mousy brown hair and beautiful green eyes hidden behind glasses shuffled up. The hat was placed on his head which announced, "RAVENCLAW!" Rowena felt pride grow into her heart as she pointed out her table for the young boy.

The next children went through the sorting quickly. "Dumbledore, Lysandro," "GRYFFINDOR!"

"Flit, Hesper," "SLYTHERIN!"

"Goyle, Marius," "SLYTHERIN!"

"Grindelward, Rodolphus," "RAVENCLAW!"

"Kingsley, Charis," "GRYFFINDOR!"

Rowena called the next child up, "Lestrange, Ignatius," The older witch watched as a boy with curly black hair that nearly covered his icy brown eyes, saunter up. There was something in his eyes that made her feel slightly cautious. She just couldn't put her name on it. She started to place the hat on his head but before it could connect with his skull it screamed out, "SLYTHERIN!" As the boy walked to join the other 5 boys, Rowena just couldn't shake off the feeling she got.

"Longbottom, Harfang," "HUFFLEPUFF!"

"Lovegood, Cassiopeia," "HUFFLEPUFF!"

When she called the next boy up, "Malfoy, Orion," she got an entirely different feeling when she looked into his icy blue eyes. He casually swept his white blonde hair out of the way as he walked up to her. There was something in his eyes that made her want to grow attached to his young boy. She didn't understand this sudden yearning. She tried to block out these thoughts as she raised the hat. The hat skimmed the top of his head before yelling out, "SLYTHERIN!"

Smirking, the young Malfoy child went over to the Slytherin table while Rowena called up the next student, "Nott, Phineas," "SLYTHERIN!"

"Ollivander, Cedrella," "GRYFFINDOR!"

Parkinson, Druella," "RAVENCLAW!"

"Pettigrew, Herbert," "HUFFLEPUFF!"

"Peverell, Melania," "GRYFFINDOR!"

"Potter, Melania," was the next child Rowena called. A girl with hair as black as a raven's chest, and deep soulful blue eyes stepped up. Melania smiled shyly at Rowena and had the hat placed on her head. Just like it had for Malfoy, and Dolohov, it only skimmed her head, before shouted "GRYFFINDOR!" As the girl skipped away, Rowena noticed she felt a pull toward this young Potter as well. This wasn't making sense.

"Prince, Casper," "SLYTHERIN!"

"Trelawney, Violetta," "RAVENCLAW!"

"Weasley, Charlus," Rowena noticed Salazar stiffening and the smallest sneer appeared on his face, making Rowena roll her eyes, "GRYFFINDOR!"

"Yaxley, Belvina," "HUFFLEPUFF!"

And lastly, "Zabini, Elladora," "RAVENCLAW!"

As everyone clapped for the young girl, Rowena made the scroll and the hat easily disappear, as she retook her seat, while Godric stood up. "There you have it! The other students that you are sitting with will be your classmates and dorm mates; I suggest you get to know them. Now, as you all are the first students to ever be here, you all will be the ones to help us shape this school. So, that means that for this first year, people from all around the Wizarding world will be watching us carefully. Some wanting us to succeed, others, to fail. We cannot let the people that wish us to fail to have their satisfaction. We have the best professors out there, the best materials for you all to use, the best school, and now, the best students," Godric said to the student, smiling broadly. "But now, sadly we must get to the rules. The first one is major. There will be NO leaving the castle after curfew. We are responsible for you, and we want nothing to happen to any of you. There is a forest outside this castle. It is forbidden for you to enter it without some time of professor supervision.

"No magic in the corridors. The only places you can practice magic, is in the classrooms or in your common room. Fighting, whether it is a duel or Muggle-style, is not tolerated here. You will have consequences. Here, not only are their consequences for rule-breaking, but rewards for good behavior. We have a point system at Hogwarts. If you ever do anything right in the classroom, or something along those lines, the professors have a right to reward you points for your job well done. But they also have to right to revoke points if you are doing something you shouldn't be. The points are kept in cases outside the Great Hall. They will automatically change depending what is given or taken. At the end of the year, the House with the most points will get what is called the House Cup, and a party."

There was cheer from the Houses at this point. Smiling, Godric continued, "That is all for now. You all must be starving. Dig in!" Godric waved his arms, and hundreds of house-elves poured into the Great Hall carrying food for all the students. Soon, the Great Hall was filled with the delightful sounds of laughter and chatter and delicious smells.

Soon, the children were all yawning and patting their full stomachs. With a smile, the four Heads took the children to their respective Houses, and got them into their rooms. After that, Godric and Rowena quickly dislodged themselves from the other teachers, and went out for a walk around the grounds.

"It went really well tonight," Godric commented, breaking their peaceful silence.

"I agree. The students are going to like it here," said Rowena, smiling faintly.

"Something is bothering you, what is it?" asked Godric, tilting his head toward the young witch.

Sighing, Rowena stopped and placed her hands on her upper arms, hugging herself. "During the Sorting, there were three students that seemed, special."

"Special? How so?"

"I'm not exactly sure," said Rowena, frustration showing on her face. "Each one was different. When Regulus Dolohov came up, I felt as though a crazy sense that I should protect someone against him, which confusing me to no end. Then I felt an extreme attachment to Orion Malfoy, and then almost like a kinship toward Melania Potter. None of it makes sense."

"Maybe some of Helga's See-ing has rubbed off on you." Godric joked.

Rowena smacked his arm while laughing, "I'm serious!"

Chuckling, Godric swept Rowena into a hug. "Darling, I know you are, I'm just having some fun."

Sighing, Rowena rested her head on Godric's chest. "I know, I know. I just can't shake those feelings."

"Well if it makes you feel any better. I did feel something close to unease when I saw Dolohov. But that could just be because I know his father. Terrible, terrible man." Godric started rubbing his hands up and down Rowena's arms trying to give her some warmth on the chilly night.

"I really hope I'm just overreacting." Rowena whispered to herself.

"Well onto a lighter note, I have a surprise for you," Godric's baritone voice rumpled in Rowena's ear.

"What is it? You know I hate surprises Godric!" said Rowena.

He gently stepped away from her, while grabbing something out of his pocket. With a smile, he got down on one knee.

Shrieking, Rowena exclaimed, "Godric Gryffindor! What do you think you are doing?"

With an amused smirk, he replied, "I'm pretty sure, I'm proposing to the love of my life."

With a faint sigh, Rowena simply nodded at him to continue.

"Rowena Ravenclaw, my sun, my breathe, my life. You have been my best friend for more years than I care to count. You blow me away with your intelligence, personality, and beauty. If you would allow me, I would worship the ground that you walk on; I would never let you lift another finger. Please give me the honor of being able to call myself your husband."

Slightly breathless, Rowena said, "Have you spoken with my parents?"

"Of course my love," Godric chuckled, "I spoke with your father before the students arrived."

At that, Godric opened the black box, and Rowena was stunned into silence. The ring was gorgeous. It was a white gold band, with what must have been a 5 carat blue diamond in the center with two pear-shaped diamonds on either side of it. "Even though, you'll be a Gryffindor, I'm sure you'll want to keep your family colors with you in some way."

"It's beautiful Godric," Rowena was able to choke out.

"So, Rowena, will you marry me?" he asked.

"YES!" Rowena shouted jumping into Godric's arms, tears slipping down her cheeks. Godric hugged her fiercely, spinning her around, before setting her down and giving her a sweet kiss. When they parted he put the ring on her finger. Rowena kept staring at her left hand lovingly, before looking at Godric and giving him another kiss. "I love you."

"I love you too, my angel."

"You're WHAT!" Helga's and Salazar's shouts intermingled from two different sides of the castle.

"We're engaged Red," Rowena's said dreamily as she softly sat down on her best friends bed. "Look!" She held out her left hand for Helga to see the ring.

"I can't believe it! I just can't believe it!" Godric watched patiently as Salazar paced the length of his office multiple times.

"Why are you so surprised?" asked Godric, laughing at his best friend. "You knew I was courting her. Hell, you knew I was going to ask her to marry me."

"Yeah, but I didn't think she would say yes," Salazar murmured, feeling his heart break.

"Oh it's so sparkly!" Helga squealed, holding Rowena's hand close to her face.

"I know!" Rowena laughed, jumped off the best to hug Helga. "I just can't believe it! I'm getting married to the man of my dreams!"

"Are you sure this isn't happening too fast?" asked Helga gently.

"Well yeah, it is a little fast. But I love him Red. He is my future," said Rowena determinedly.

"She's my future, Sal. I love the little bookworm," said Godric, his eyes twinkling.

Sighing to himself, Salazar put on a happy face and smiled at his best friend. "I'm happy for you mate."

Godric sighed in relief. "Thanks. You have no idea how much that means." The two men hugged, one overjoyed, the other dying inside.

The day that classes started, things were off to a great start. After the first lesson with certain teachers, the children were overjoyed at how much they had already learned. For the last class of the day though, the Slytherins and Gryffindors were rushing down to the dungeons from their other classes. Although none of them had taken Potions yet, they could tell that the Potions Master, Professor Slytherin, was not one to be late for. The last students were just taking their seats, when the back door of the classroom, that led to Salazar's office opened, and the man entered. He was very intimidating, his black robes sweeping behind him, his sneer in place, his eyes blank. He made it to the front of the room, before suddenly turning to facing the young kids. "Welcome, to Potion, children. You are here to learn the art of potion-making." His voice was quiet, almost a whisper, yet the students heard every word. "I will let you know now. There will be no foolish wand-waving. We will be dealing with a variety of potions. Simple ones, such as Hiccoughing Solution, hard ones like Polyjuice Potion, and almost impossible ones like the Draught of Living Death. I have no tolerance for students who think they can just wave their wands and get an 'O,' if you don't think you can handle this, I suggest you leave now."

Trying to get a laugh out of his classmates, Charis Kingsley stood up as if he was going to leave the room.

"Sit down, Kingsley," said Salazar coldly. "Five points from Gryffindor. If you get up once more from your seat without permission, you will lose much more."

The Slytherin snickered as Kingsley, whose face was rather red, sat back down. For the rest of the class period the children were quietly working on a simple potion to curl hair in partners. When class was over, Salazar quickly shooed them out. When he was sure that he was alone, he dropped into his chair with a heavy sigh, and leaned his head back, enjoying the silence.

Too bad the silence didn't last.

"Scaring kids on the first day Sal?"

Salazar peeked one eye open to see Rowena leaning against his door smirking. He simply shrugged while shutting his eye. Pushing herself off the door she walked toward him while wrapping her arms around herself. "I don't know how you can deal living down here. It's cold and positively depressing."

"You get used to it," he said, although he pulled out his wand and pointed it to the fire, making it spring to live. Smiling gratefully at him although he couldn't see it, she walked over to it, and put her hands close to the flames. Salazar opened his eyes and watched her. His eyes zoned in on the sparkling ring on her finger. "So it is true."

"What's true?" Rowena asked, turning her head to look at him.

Salazar didn't say a word, just simply raised his left hand and pointed to his ring finger. Rowena smiled slightly. "Yeah, Godric asked me to marry him."

Smiling twistedly, he said, "I'm happy for you."

Rowena walked toward him until she was right in front of the chair he was seated in. She stared imploringly into his eyes before whispering, "No you're not."

Sighing, Salazar left his façade drop, letting her see the wounded man beneath. "I knew that one day you would find the man that you would want to spend forever with. I knew that I would have to move on, and be happy for you. But why him, Roe? Why my best friend?"

Rowena's vision of Salazar blurred slightly as her eyes filled with tears, "I don't know Sal. I didn't understand at first. I thought that Godric was playing some cruel trick on me to get back at you. But, he wasn't. He isn't. Godric loves me with everything in him. Just as I do for him. I don't know how or why it happened, but it did. You don't choose who you fall in love with. You just do, and enjoy the ride. I'm sorry Sal, I wanted to love you, truly I did. But I just couldn't."

By this point, she was sobbing. Salazar stood up and pulled her into a hug. "I know Roe, I know." In truth, he did understand. That didn't stop the hurt that was pulsing through his veins, but he did understand where Rowena was coming from. They really did love each other. "Just know that if he hurts you in any way, I'm here. Okay, love?"

"Thank you, Sal." She whispered, clinging to his body.

He kissed her on the forehead, and silently said goodbye to her. He was saying goodbye to his loving feelings for her. He knew that he had to get rid of the romantic feelings for her, if he wanted to truly be happy for her and be able to move on with his life.

After a few moments of silence, Rowena was able to compose herself. She looked up at Salazar. "I do love you, you know. Maybe not in the way you would like me to, but I do love you. With every part of my being. You are family, I hope you understand that."

Looking into her eyes, he could see she was speaking the truth. "Yeah, I do Roe. I love you too."

Smiling slightly, Rowena leaned up to kiss him on the cheek before backing out of his embrace. She then started walking toward the door before stopping and turning back around. "Oh, and I know that Godric will be asking you soon, but I really hope you will be his best man."

Salazar snorted. "Well of course! Who else would be able to embarrass the hell out of you two when it's time for toasts?"

Rowena's giggle sent cheerful waves through the otherwise depressing room. "Well we want our wedding to be in December, that way we can go on our honeymoon over Christmas Break so we won't miss any school."

Salazar was about to protest when Rowena cut him off, "We will be back by Christmas, don't worry."

The raven-haired man smiled, "Good, I wouldn't be able to imagine Christmas without you two."

"That's exactly what my parents said." Rowena laughed. "We will all be spending Christmas together."

"Pinky promise?" asked Salazar with a goofy smile on his face.

"I pinky promise Sal," said Rowena, smiling gently at her best guy friend.

Laughing, Salazar walked toward her and hugged her from behind and saying, "Now go find that fiancée of yours. He might not like the fact that you're spending all your time down here. He'll worry that you'll get a cold." Salazar nipped her cheek before patting her butt.

Rowena gasped and turned around to poke her tongue out at him before winking and walking out of the classroom. Once she was gone, he waved his wand to close and ward the door, before walking to his office. He poured himself a glass of Firewhiskey, and stared down into the gold liquid. Sighing, he put down the glass, with the untouched alcohol inside and walked to his fireplace and Flooed to Helga's office.

"Rowena! Stop moving!" Helga scolded.

"Oh! Red I can't help it! I'm so nervous!"

Rowena was staring at her image in the mirror in disbelief at the beauty that was staring back at her. She was wearing a strapless wedding dress that had a sweetheart neckline. The top of the dress had a draped criss-cross bodice that was accented with sparkling crystal beading and rhinestones. The bottom of the dress had tulle and glitter net over taffeta that glittered every time she moved. Her curly hair was pinned up in an up-do, with so tendrils softly falling down beside her face. She had yet to put on her tiara and veil.

"Honey, you look gorgeous. Godric is going to faint when he sees you." Helga reassured her.

"Faint? No! I need him to be awake! I can't marry him if he's fainted!" Rowena started to hyperventilate.

"Helga, Tesoro, I'll take it from here." The two young women turned to see Rossella walking through the door.

"Madre, you're here!" joy was written across Rowena's face as she went to hug her mom.

"We wouldn't miss it for the world Bambino, we're only late because your father had to help out a friend," said Rossella, as she used her wand to rid Rowena of her tears. "You look beautiful Rowena."

"Thank you. Madre, were you this nervous on your wedding day?" asked Rowena.

"Rowena, everyone is nervous on there wedding day. I'm sure Godric is having some nervous issues as well, but you know what?"

"What?"

"When those doors open for you to go down the aisle, Godric will be there, smiling at you, waiting for you to reach him. Do you know why?"

"Why, Madre?"

"Because he loves you my sweet child, just as you love him. I know it's nerve-wracking now, but the moment you lock eyes with him, your worries will disappear. I promise you."

"Thank you Madre." Rowena pulled her mother into a hug.

"You're welcome my love." Rossella pulled back and kissed her daughter lightly on the forehead. "Now, let's get this veil on you."

Rossella had just done the final touches when there was a light bell ringing throughout the room. "It's time,"

Breathing deeply in and out, Rowena allowed her mother to pull her out of the room, with Helga right behind them. They reached the closed double doors that would open to reveal Godric. Waiting there for Rowena was Renzo smiling broadly. "You look beautiful my dear."

"Thank you Papa," Rowena said her voice a bit shaky.

"Are you ready?" he asked, holding his arm out to her.

Rowena took a deep breath and took the arm with a brave smile. The doors then opened and one by one, Rossella and Helga walked down the aisle.

After a moment of stillness, Rowena could hear the music slightly changing. The doors opened to reveal to Rowena, a crowd of people standing and looking at her and her father, then down at the bottom of the aisle was the Minister, Godric, Helga, and Salazar beaming at her.

"Here we Mia figlia," Renzo whispered into her ear. They began walking down.

Rowena's gaze immediately looked at the alter, only to lock eyes with Godric. Rossella was right. Everything melted away once she saw him standing there, waiting for her, in his dress robes. Part of her wanted to sprint to get to his side, but she wasn't sure how that would look to the people here to see her wed Godric.

They finally reached Godric, and Renzo kissed her forehead one last time as a single woman. Then he took her right hand, kissed it, and he placed it in Godric's outstretched hand.

"Take care of her, my son," Renzo said, smiling at Godric.

"I will sir," Godric replied, his eyes shining with happiness.

Renzo went and took a seat next to Rossella, who was sitting next to Garett and Ginnette Gryffindor. All four of them smiled at each other before turning their attention to the couple.

Rowena and Godric exchanged heart-melting smiles at each other and grabbing each others hands before looking at the minister they had chosen to marry them, Theodore Peverell.

Smiling back at them, he began the ceremony, "Friends, we have been invited here today to share with Godric Gryffindor and Rowena Ravenclaw a most important moment in their lives. In the time they have been together their love and understanding for each other has grown and matured. Now they have decided to live their lives together as husband and wife.

We have been invited to hear Godric and Rowena as they promise to face the future together, accepted whatever may lie ahead. For the world that Merlin has created for them, with its beauty and grace that is all around, with the strength that it offers and that peace that it brings makes them truly grateful.

Godric and Rowena, nothing is easier than saying words and nothing harder than living them day after day. What you promise today must be renewed and redecided tomorrow. At the end of this ceremony legally you will be wizard and witch, but you must decide each day that stretches out before you, that you want to be together.

Real is something beyond the warmth and glow, the excitement and romance of being deeply in love. It is caring as much about welfare and happiness of your marriage partner as about your own. But real love is not total absorption in each other; it is looking outward in the same direction - together. Love makes burdens lighter, because you divide them. It makes joy more intense because you share them. It makes you stronger so you can reach out and become involved with life in way you dare not risk alone.

Now, it is time for the vows. You have your own vows, I heard. Rowena, if you would say yours to Godric?"

Rowena took a steadying breath and looked into Godric's soulful eyes. "Many people spend their lives searching for their soul mate, their one true love. Some people are lucky to find the person they can truly call the better half of themselves, while others spend the rest of their lives searching and never finding. I am happy to count myself among the lucky ones, because I certainly found you.

I love you, Godric. I know that you are the only one for me, my one true love. I am happy and I am grateful that you came into my life, that where others have spent their entire lives looking for one, I have you. And now that I have found you, I shall never let you go. I promise you, Godric, that I shall hold you and cherish you and give you my heart, that I shall support you and care for you. Faithfully, I shall always stand steadfast at your side with your hand in mine, regardless of what life would bring to us. I take you now as my husband, and I shall remain so for the rest of my life."

At that point, Godric's eyes were misty as he raised one of her hands to kiss the back of it, lovingly.

"Godric?" Minister Peverell said.

Clearing his throat, Godric began his vows. "My beloved Rowena, do you remember the very first day we met? From the very moment I saw you, I knew you were the one for me, the one that I would have to spend the rest of my life with. Our courtship were the best days of my life, for you have become not just my lover and companion, but also my best friend.

I want to be your lover, your companion and your best friend for the rest of my life. I promise to love and cherish you, to keep you close and with faithfulness, to be your prop and helpmate in times of need, to make you laugh and to hold you when you cry, to hold you to the highest respect and honor as you so deserve for the rest of your life. All my days left to me, I vow to spend them all loving you."

While Rowena tried to blink away her tears, the minister continued. "Godric, will you take Rowena to be your wife? Will you love and respect her? Will you be honest with her always? Will you stand by her through whatever may come? Will you make whatever adjustments are necessary so that you can genuinely share your life with her?"

"I will," Godric's joyful voice rang victoriously throughout the room.

"Rowena, will you take Godric to be your husband? Will you love and respect him? Will you be honest with him always? Will you stand by him through whatever may come? Will you make whatever adjustments are necessary so that you can genuinely share your life with him?"

"I will," Rowena's voice was quiet, yet full of emotion, threatening to take over her.

The minister had them get their rings from Helga and Salazar and place them on each others fingers.

"Godric and Rowena, we have heard you promise to share your lives in marriage. We recognize and respect the promise you have made. It is not a minister standing before you that makes your marriage real, but the honest and sincerity of what you have said and done here before your friends and relatives in the sight of Merlin.

Forasmuch as Godric and Rowena have consented together in wedlock, and have witnessed the same before Merlin, by the authority committed unto me as a minister of Merlin's Council, I declare that Godric and Rowena are now husband and wife. You may kiss your bride."

Godric quickly pulled Rowena close to him until their noses were gently touching. "I love you," he whispered for only her to hear.

When she had replied with a tearful, "I love you too," Godric pressed his lips to her in a gentle yet passionate kiss. When they separated they dimly heard the minister say, "I now present to you, Mr. and Mrs. Gryffindor."

With a joyful cry Rowena jumped into Godric arms hugging him tightly, while he swung her around. When they had finally separated, they were immediately surrounded by their friends and family wishing them their congratulations. Rowena was swept into a hug by her parents while Godric talked to his.

Finally, after talking to the family, Godric and Rowena were able to reunite and walk down the aisle together as husband and wife. When everyone reached outside, they saw a beautiful carriage waiting for the couple, being pulled by two unicorns. The couple got in and waved goodbye to their friends, before the carriage, took off to the skies, taking them to their honeymoon destination.

The couple was in the carriage for a couple hours just reveling in the fact that they were finally married when they felt it descend.

When it finally landed, Godric opened the door, and stepped out before offering a hand to Rowena. When she got out, she gasped at the view. "Where are we?"

Before her, was a vast scene of luscious, rolling green hills as far as the eye could see, with mountains in the background. Godric turned her around, and a large mansion came into view. "Welcome to the Gryffindor Manor in Ireland."

Smiling, Rowena turned and kissed him. Godric had remembered that she used to love coming to this manor with Godric's family when she was younger.

Godric escorted her into the manor, and they made their way up to the bedroom he would stay in whenever he visited this house. Godric closed the door behind him, and turned to find Rowena slowly walking around the room before standing right in front of the bed. "This room hasn't changed a bit."

Walking over to her, he kissed her forehead. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into an intense kiss. When they pulled back for air, she whispered, "Make love to me Godric,"

Godric pulled back to look at her intensely while he felt her hands slowly work on unbuttoning her shirt.

Working quickly they divested each other over all clothing and fell back onto the bed, kissing hungrily. "Are you sure about this, angel?" Godric asked, hovering over Rowena.

"Absolutely Godric. I love you." Rowena replied, breathlessly.

The room magically dimmed as Godric thrust into his wife, consummating the marriage.

"Happy Christmas!" everyone cheered as Godric and Rowena walked into Godric's family house. Not only were Garett and Ginnette there, and little sister Gabriella, but Rossella, Renzo, and Rowena's brother Riven were there, along with Helga and her parents and siblings, Harmony and Herons, and Salazar and his parents.

Everyone hugged the couple in greetings, them being the last to show up. It had been three and a half weeks since they had left for their honeymoon, and they had some exciting news for everyone.

They all sat down, and enjoyed a fabulous feast that the founder's mothers, Ginnette, Rossella, Hannah, and Serine worked on together for everyone.

The four families were sitting at the large table. The four fathers had situated themselves at the ends, two on either side, with their wives beside them watching the four kids, and four young adults interact together. They could only hear certain pieces of each conversation, as they all caught up.

"Mommy said I might be able to go to Hogwarts soon -"

"- yeah, you wouldn't believe how cute he is!"

"The honeymoon was nice?"

"-pushed me down when I wasn't looking!"

"-just a stupid Squib!"

"We were collecting rainbows-"

"-psh, we can throw rocks at them tonight!"

"Riven, Herons," Renzo called their names sternly. Both boys looked at Riven's father with guilty looks on their faces. "Yes sir?"

"How many times have I told you to leave that poor boy alone?"

"Dad he pushed down Harmony! We have to defend her!" Riven said, loudly, effectively shutting the entire table up.

"Who pushed my girl?" Helga's mom Hannah demanded.

"Hannah, let's not be overdramatic," said Salazar's father, rolling his eyes. "They're just children. It's going to happen."

Hannah humphed, before turning to her daughter and asking her multiple questions.

Rowena and Godric exchanged and quick glance, before Godric stood up with a glass of Firewhiskey. "If I could have your attention for a moment, Rowena and I have a bit of news to share with everyone."

The room was deathly quiet as everyone stared at the couple, as Rowena rose to stand next to her husband. In a victorious voice that rang through the room, Godric announced, "Rowena and I are going to have a baby."

"Way to drop the bomb on me like that,"

"I know, Red, I'm sorry, it's just Godric and I wanted to let everyone know at one time, it would save us a lot of trouble," said Rowena.

The two witches were currently in Helga's classroom as the red head got her room ready for the children that were on their way back to the castle from Christmas Break.

"Yeah, I understand that," Helga suddenly turned to her best friend, "So what's the gender?"

Laughing, Rowena replied, "Helga, I'm only about 4 weeks pregnant, we have no idea what the gender is."

"I was just wondering if you knew yet," said Helga, pouting.

"Well, just between you and I, I want it to be a boy, but Godric wants it to be a girl. He said he wants to spoil her beyond all belief," said Rowena, rolling her eyes.

"Well, are you going to be able to teach next year?" asked Helga, as she used her wand to remove all the dust in the room.

"Godric and I discussed this actually. I'm taking next year off," said Rowena with regret in her voice. "I'll be giving birth in September, so there's no way I'll be able to have my child and then jump right into teaching again. So Godric is looking for a replacement for me just for one year, as we speak."

"I hate that you won't be able to teach," said Helga, watching as the desks straightened up.

"Me too, but I'll still be staying at the castle. At first mother wanted to me stay with her, but Godric and I want to be together. He wants to be able to help take care of his child."

"I'm glad he's taking his role of fatherhood, seriously," said Helga stiffly.

Rowena stopped looking around the classroom, and gave her best friend a fierce glare. "What's that supposed to mean."

Sighing resignedly, Helga let Rowena know what she had seen, "Rowena, sweetie, I had a vision over Christmas Break while you two were on your honeymoon."

Fear and panic gripped at Rowena's heart. "What did you see?"

"It was the strangest one I had ever had, Roe. I don't really know how to explain it," said Helga, picking her words carefully.

"Well you must try!" squeaked Rowena.

"This is why I hate my visions. You are supposed to choose your own path and future, not let me tell you what it's going to be like. I shouldn't have said anything," said Helga.

"Well you did, and know you have me worried. Is Godric not going to be a good father?" asked Rowena.

"My dear, it's not that at all," said Helga looking shocked.

Color returned to Rowena's face as she breathed a sigh of relief. "Well that's what you made it sound like."

Helga looked gravely at her best friend, a steely look in her eye, "Heed my words, guard your child carefully Rowena. There are enemies on the inside."

Rowena looked at Helga carefully. It seemed like the redhead was in a trance. The young woman has only gone this far into visions twice in her life, and they were before tragedy struck. Helga knew something bad was going to happen, the only question, was what.

"This is getting ridiculous," Rowena mumbled to herself. She was climbing the staircase that led to her and Godric's room. Being six months pregnant, it was proving to be rather difficult to get up all the stairs.

Just as she had reached the portrait that led to the room, it opened to reveal Godric.

Surprise flinted across his face and he hurried to help her. "Darling, I was coming to get you. Why didn't you wait for me?"

"I was tired of being near those kids. They are unbelievably loud. You know I love each and every one of them, I do. But can't I ever just have a nice quiet dinner?" asked Rowena, as Godric led her into their room.

"Since tomorrow is Saturday, how about you, Salazar, Helga, and I enjoy a nice breakfast in the kitchens? Just the four of us? That sound good?" asked Godric.

Rowena simply nodded as she went into the bedroom and changed into pyjamas. Godric watched as she undressed, glowing with pride seeing the large bulge on her stomach, knowing that his child was in there.

Rowena smirked as she watched Godric watch her. "I love you Godric."

Godric's eyes traveled up her body to meet hers, "I love you too angel." He walked over to her and gave her a gentle kiss before kissing her on the forehead and then going to dressing for bed himself.

They both got into their bed facing each other. Godric raised his hand to trace Rowena's face gently before placing his thumb under her chin and raising her face to his. It was a slow, passionate kiss that had Rowena feeling deliciously lightheaded.

Godric pulled back for air and while doing so let his hand wander down to her stomach. He waited patiently and was rewarded by feeling his child kick. His face brightened as he felt it, looking at Rowena, his eyes sparkling.

"Only three more months Godric," Rowena whispered, smiling.

"This is unreal. I can't wait for spoil my little princess,"

"You better hope it's a girl, or we might have a messed up boy," Rowena teased.

".ha," Godric rolled his eyes, "You're beautiful, Rowena,"

Blushing, Rowena burrowed her head in Godric's neck, "Thank you love."

After a few moments of relaxed silence, Godric looked at Rowena, "You are excited about our child right?"

Rowena looked at him, shocked, "Godric, of course! Why would you ask such a thing?"

Looking deep into her eyes, he sighed, "I'm just making sure love. Sometime I worry…"

"About?"

"I'm not sure," Godric chuckled lightly, "Just stupid nonsense, I guess."

"Honey, really. What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Godric reassured her, "I promise."

Although she was still suspicious, Rowena allowed Godric to pull her lips to his, while he wandlessly extinguished the lights.

"This year has been a long one, full of hard-work, success, and triumph. You have all made it far in your studies to become great witches and wizards, and we cannot wait to have you all back next year, along with other young children just as willing to learn. So enjoy this feast, and we shall see you again in September."

There was a grand applause that quickly died out once the food was served. As Godric settled into his chair, he looked to his left to see Rowena already digging in, while nodding at whatever Helga had said. Rowena was positively glowing. Godric had thought that all the talk about pregnant women glowing was just silly, but he was definitely wrong. She was seven months along, and her stomach was round and full, which Rowena proudly showed off whenever she could.

Smiling to himself, he turned to his right and struck up a conversation with Salazar.

"It's hard to believe that the first year is over mate," said Salazar before sticking a piece of chicken into his mouth.

"But a grand year it was. Just think, we have many more years to come," Godric replied.

"Do you think I could talk to you about that?" asked Salazar.

"Of course?" Godric was confused about what Salazar had to say.

The dark-haired man lowered his voice so only Godric could hear. "I really do think we should have this school available for only Half-bloods, and Pure-bloods."

Godric's fist connected with the table and he whispered furiously, "Absolutely not Salazar! Are you crazy? Why would you want to exclude Muggle-borns?"

Salazar sneered, "Because Mudbloods probably just stole their magic from magical families."

"We have been over this. Somewhere in there family are other wizards or witches. They don't steal magic, it's impossible to do so! Use your head!" Godric growled.

"I am! I stand by thoughts. If you won't allow Mudbloods to be kicked out of Hogwarts, then fine. But you will never see one become a Slytherin." With that being said, Salazar stood up from the table and swept out of the Great Hall gracefully.

"Come on darling just breathe!"

"Merlin, Momma it hurts!" Tears were streaming down Rowena's face as the contractions rushed through her body.

Rossella, Ginnette and Helga were rushing around trying to get everything ready for the delivery, while Godric, Renzo, Garett and Salazar were waiting outside.

"This is driving me insane!" Godric was pacing the length of the door and wincing every time he heard his wife sob.

"Relax son, you will be with her soon," came Garett's relaxed voice. Godric turned to see the other three men sitting in some chairs playing a card game.

"How can you all look so relaxed?" Godric growled, "Aren't you worried at all?"

Salazar merely rolled his eyes; there was still tension between the two young adults, while Garett didn't pay a bit of attention to his son. It was Renzo, who looked over at Godric, the older man's eyes flashing with annoyance.

"You think I don't worry about my daughter. Think again Godric. You aren't the only one in this room that cares about her. You shouldn't be worried. My wife, your mother and Helga will take good care of her. Now, if you want to continue your pacing, by all means, but do be quiet. You are ruining my concentration." With that, Renzo lowered his head back to his head, leaving Godric feeling a mixture of surprise, guilt and anger.

Godric paced for another forty-five minutes because collapsing on the chair next to his father. Smiling slightly, Garett leaned over to his son. "Just relax. It won't be much longer now."

Finally, after ten minutes of Godric memorizing the cracks in the ceiling, the door leading to where Rowena was, opened. Helga poked her head out and smiled broadly. "Godric…"

Immediately, Godric stood up and walked over to Helga and into the room.

He looked at the middle of the room to see Rowena lying in bed, drenched in sweat and looking exhausted, but a radiant smile on her face. Ginnette was swiping her face clean while Rossella, whose back was to Godric, was at the sink.

The young man walked over to his bride, and swiped her hair off her forehead before he kissed it. He was so drawn into his wife that he didn't notice Rossella until she was beside him, holding an infant in a soft pink blanket. "Here is your daughter, Godric,"

With an awed look on his face, he took his daughter into his arms. Looking at the red squished face of his crying child, he instantly fell in love. He gently ran a finger from the top of her head that had his brown hair, in the form of wet curls, down to her chin. She immediately quieted down and opened her eyes to reveal chocolate brown eyes. Rowena's chocolate brown eyes. His heart filled with pride as he stared at the child that was so obviously his and Rowena's.

He looked down at his wife to see her crying joyfully, staring at the two people she cared for most in this world. "What are we going to name her?" she asked softly.

Godric looked back and forth from his wife to his daughter and the perfect name flowed easily from his mouth, "Madeleine."

T.B.C.

And that is the first chapter! I hope you all liked it! Now, someone of you might find the title of this story to be familiar, and if you have read the story "The Curse of Eternity" by Beanacre0, then here is what has happened. I read her story and instantly fell in love with it, but I couldn't help but think about how she could have gone farther with the story. So, with her permission, I'm rewriting it! I'm using her same plot and characters, it's just going to be longer. If you're not into long stories, then I highly suggest that you go read hers because the idea behind the story is amazing.

Now, I do ask of you to please, please, please send me a review. This is the first story I've written that has made it on the internet, and I'm a bit nervous. So, please let me know what you think!

If you see any mistakes, please let me know, because this story is un-beta'd. If someone would like to become my beta, which I would very much appreciate, send me a PM.

Thanks,

Lil'MissLilyFlower