Title: The Greater Evil
Chapter One: Red Letter Day
Before-Hogwarts
Helga: "I have to say, it's rather mundane don't you think?"
(She said as looked up at the castle being constructed in front of her, carrying a tray of cookies; her short red hair getting the best of her eyes making her waddle likes a duck)
"It looks rather French."
Rowena: "And what's wrong with French?"
(Helping Helga with her tray, with a augmented expression on her face)
Helga: "OH, nothing, it just rather dull, a bit not of my taste, that's all."
(Placing the tray down on the clearest table she looked over into the distance, at two men facing each other)
"What are they doing now… don't they know where on a tight schedule?"
Rowena: "Dueling… there still tiring to prove whose better, don't much know why, it's useless in the end of it all."
(Lifting a book to her eye level as she tried to ignore the two men in the distance)
It was midday, the sun was at its highest point in the sky, and the clouds were at a minimal; the blue sky gleamed like sapphire. The sun, shining down on a crystal clear lake that had just been conjured just a few hours before; the grassy plains, where four youths stood was lush green, as if just cut, and there was a floral scent in the air.
Over the grassy plains, and across the lake, stood a castle, that had just that day been complete in this construction; a red rope was tied on the handles of the main door, waiting to be cut. Over head ravens fly in a circle, over looking the structure and watching for faults, as house-elves walk the corridors, and rooms; and attempted to clean up what ever mess was left behind by the building wizards.
The two women, Rowena, a rather attractive brunet who always a book in her arms, and something to say, and Helga, a short plump redhead who could always be seen carrying some form of wizard food, watched on as two men dueled each other; with no particular reason.
Godric: "Duro!"
(Shouted Godric; aiming his wand at a snake that had just been rushing towards him; turning it to stone)
"Come on, I know you have more then just a non-legged beast to attack me."
(Godric laughed as he studied the small snake statue that sat next to him)
Salazar: "Yes, I would figure it would be to slow for you, but you have to admit it did get rather close."
(Salazar pointed at the snake statue that was just a foot away from Godrics leg)
"And truly that's all I need; EXPULSO!"
In a violent display of fire, and energy the snake statue exploded into ash, pushing Godric of his feet and letting his leg on fire. Thinking quick Godric tears his pants legging off, and rolls away from the fire.
Godric: "THAT'S NOT VERY NICE; WaddiwasI!"
(He shouted, commanding the small remain shards of the now exploded snake statue to fly with force towards is opponent.)
Salazar: Reducto!
(Unable to think fast enough, Salazar casted the curse; sending the shards into all directions; one being Rowena's book, which instantly caught fire and burned into her hands)
Moments past and the two men stood, motionless, staring at each other. The wind blew fierce as if sensing the aggregation of the two men, as they stood out of breathes on the grass. After some time, both men ran towards each other lifted there wands, and shouted.
Godric: "Rictusempra!"
(A jet of silver fired from his wand, and flew straight for Salazar's head)
Salazar: "Stupefy!"
(A jet of gold-ish red fired from his wand and went on a crash course with Godrics head)
The air was thick, both men ran towards each other, there faces showing anger and rage; Blood dripped from Godric's lips, and Salazar wasn't able to see through his right eye. Watching in the distance Helga shielded her face behind a tray of cookies, watching the duel, and fearing the worst; as Rowena attempted to repair her book which now lay on her lap in ashes.
The two spells fired towards each other like blast from a dragon, at such speeds not even the two men could see them anymore; but the sound was loud. The silver jet giggled as it moved suspended in space; and the gold-ish red jet screamed as it swam in the air.
For a moment Helga could swear the two spells were going to meet, but instead past each other, they were determined to meat there targets. And in a moment, the two jets fast there targets, just missing Godric by his eye and Salazar by the chest; and vanished into sky; turning upward as if flying away.
In that moment, the two men, who recently has been running towards each other collided into one another and fell to the ground; all the while laughing.
Salazar: "A moment there I thought you were going to hit me!"
(Salazar said, rising to his feet, and brushing dirt off a black jacket he was wearing)
Godric: "For a moment there, so did I!"
(Godric said as sitting up and staring at the sky; a sinister grin on his face)
"Good duel; though I'm not quite sure who won."
Salazar: "Well I did, you're hurt more, so I am the winner."
(Posing as if a model; placing his hands on his hips)
Godric: "Sure, why not… you get it this time."
(Godric said, ignoring Salazar boosting, and turned towards the castle; still sitting on the ground)
"She's almost done."
Salazar: "That she is good friend."
(He too admiring the castle in the distance)
"How long as it been since we first dreamed of its walls."
Rowena: "To long…"
(She said in a calm voice walking up to the men, hand in hand with Helga, who was in a state of shock)
"And it will take a lot longer if you two buffoons continue your little games!"
(Her voice echoed with slight anger, forcing the two men to be taken back, but only for a moment)
"Come Helga, let's inspect the halls."
(She whispered to Helga, who nodded in agreement)
Godric: "Come Sal, let us inspect the halls"
(Godric said, imitating Rowena; standing up from the ground, and following behind Helga; moments later Salazar following behind him)
The castle was still empty, if you don't count the house-elves that wonder around lost. The massive doors that circle the main entrance hall were just put up that day, and smelled of honey. Over head was the bell, was a tower that will soon hold a bell.
Rowena: "Remind me at a latter time to move that tower to the outside of the castle, I don't like it here."
In the dinning hall, the stain glass windows that portrayed a story of how the castle was built stood tall. Over head were five massive chandeliers that swaged with the wind, dangerously.
Rowena: "I don't like that way those look, I'll replace them with something later on, maybe floating candles or something, I'll think about it later."
Helga: "I don't know, this room looks really big."
Godric: "That's because you need vision, imagine it, children from all around the country, eating here at table; all we need are tables. Maybe two large tables, three max."
Salazar: "How about four tables?"
(Showing four fingers, as if displaying that he could count)
Godric: "No, no, no, that would be too much."
(Waving his hand as he spoke)
Salazar: "Yea, that would be too much… three then."
The four walked around the halls, nothings little details that have to be changed; and taking note of it.
While entering the stairway, Helga, who almost had a panic attack, trips off a step, and falls over.
Helga: "WHATS HAPPENING?"
(She shouted as she took notice that the stairs were moving)
Rowena: "Oh, that, yea, I added it, when we noticed a close in the design."
(She paused for a second to let the statement sink it)
"Yes a flaw. It seems that adding a flight for every floor would have flights intersecting; even with the best spell I could think of, the castle would be at risk of caving into itself, so I decided on this."
(No one showed disagreement with her statement, very few did anyone disagree with Rowena, she would just argue her case anyway, and win in the end; debating against her was futile)
It took the rest of the day, for the four to fix what ever problems they found, but they notice one other thing. The castle felt cold, lonely, even with there best friends by there side did they find themselves in a feeling of isolation.
Godric: "Who world wish to learn at a school that makes you feel alone all the time?"
(He said, trying to state his case)
For a moment all four taught in silence, until Helga noticed a house-elf carrying a large portrait of a house.
Helga: "I have an idea!"
Rowena: "Good, that will be left to you to solve, and the house-elves will do the cooking, cleaning, and all around work of the interior of the castle; does anyone disagree?
(No one disagreed)
"Good!"
There footsteps echoed as if reminders that they were alone in the castle as they made there way through the classrooms, and common rooms.
Salazar: "Have we yet decided how we are going to separate the school?"
(He spoke with quick words)
Godric: "Separate? Like, how?"
(Sarcasm in his voice)
Salazar: "Well, I would figure we would be set as individual owners of the school, and with those different houses."
Godric: "Never really thought about that, alright, there are more then a few large areas of the castle that we don't yet have a reason for, that could be individual sleeping quarters… you know where our houses will be set to rest for the night."
(His words came slow, as if trying to think of something intelligent to say)
"Rowena, do you agree?"
Rowena was to busy staring out the window to reply. Here eyes were large like discs, as she stared at the moving figure in the distance. Godric moved to her side to see what she was so shocked at, and then noticed.
Godric: "Ah, we have company, Fatum is here, with good news I hope."
(There was joy in his voice)
Rowena: "And why is he here?"
(She spoke slowly, trying to keep the anger at bay)
Godric: "He is inspecting, we can't open if there are health risk can't we?"
Rowena: "BUT HES A MUGGLE!"
(She shouted at Godric, who didn't even look away from her)
Godric: "Yes, he is, but a damn good cook… and we need someone like him to see what we can't."
(His words were confident; in any other situation Rowena would have won this argument, but not this time)
Rowena: "BUT…."
(She was at a lost for words)
Salazar: "But…. But….. But…."
(Making fun of Rowena)
"Lets face it, your not anger because he's a muggle, your anger because he broke your…"
(Salazar would have finished his statement but was slapped by Helga, who took Rowena's hand and led her off)
"Oww!"
Godric: "You deserved that."
(Salazar smiled in agreement)
"Almost done… now all we have to do is little odd jobs, and… name it."
Rowena: I thought of a few names."
(Bouncing back)
"I think it should be called…"
Godric & Salazar: "Hogwarts!"