She stood in the doorway of the castle, the candlelight from within creating a halo around her dark hair and making her look like a filled-in outline to the man standing in the rain. His robes were dry, though the rain pounded him like shards of rock. A hood kept his face from the woman's view, but that didn't stop her from frantically searching his face, looking for the man she knew, she loved. Her heart plummeted as he started to turn away and she felt the castle, hill, even the ground beneath her feet crumbling around her with a jarring impact.
She took a step out into the rain, out of all she had ever known, and away from the safety she and the other founders had ensured. But she would go anywhere for him. She would walk into fire if she had him at her side and his hand in hers, straight into the flames without a second thought. He did this. He made her want to laugh, cry, and fume all at the same time, but she didn't want to spend her time doing anything else. He made her feel something, something she hadn't felt since her parents' untimely deaths years ago. She couldn't let it slip away into the night so easily.
Her barefoot squelched into the mud, splattering the hem of her robes with the thick liquid. She hadn't cast a spell on her robes so she was immediately soaked to the bone and felt like a drowned cat. The man took a step away from her, then another, moving farther and farther away. Her panic picked up and tears joined the rain running down her cheeks. "Please, don't do this." She gasped out, suddenly finding it difficult to breathe correctly. "You don't have to go. You promised you would never leave me. Please, please don't break that."
She struggled forward a few steps but the mud refused to relinquish her right foot and she fell to her hands and knees, her rich midnight robes becoming forever ruined by the trace of mud that was imprinted on them in that moment. She was sobbing now and she was sure her pale face was turning red. She reached out her mud-covered hand to him. "Please. Please stay with me." The man turned back to look at her for a short moment before turning around and running away from the castle and the past that would haunt him until his cursed days finally ended.
The woman struggled to her feet, screams that sounded like they came from a dying animal wailing from her throat. "SALAZAR!" Rowena Ravenclaw screeched. "DON'T LEAVE ME!"
A crack of thunder erupted, blocking out Rowena's cry. The students and professors ate their dinner in the Great Hall of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, totally unaware that one of their founders was leaving them forever, and another wished she could go with him.