I saw a meme about the founders coming up against a locked door, and somehow this was created. I don't know why and I don't know how, it just was. Happy reading.

Helga walked up to the door. What lay behind it? She hadn't seen it before, so it must be new. Something one of the other founders had added. She looked at it, and twisted the handle. It was locked, so she knocked on the door, wondering which of the other founders were in there. There was no reply.

She wondered if one of the other founders knew how to get in there, so she went to the nearest place, the common room under the lake, which in her mind was still a waste of time, magic and effort, to try and find Salazar.

She found him reading a book, and she glanced at the title as he shut the book, something about transfiguring something or other, and looked at her as he realised she had gotten into his common room. "How did you find the passageway?"

She shrugged as though it was nothing. "One of the portraits told me where it was." She admitted.

"Bloody portraits." Salazar muttered. "Well since you're here you may as well tell me whatever the hell you want me to do."

"I found a door, and I can't get in there, and you were the nearest founder who might know how to get in there."

"Have you tried using picking the lock?" He asked.

Helga shook her head. "Could you do that?"

"I'm busy."

"Reading."

"Try getting Rowena away from one of her books if she's reading something she likes." Salazar retorted.

"Fine." She said walking away. "Although," She said slyly. "I was thinking of baking later, but I guess I'll just have to share it between Godric, Rowena and myself. Or I just won't since I'll be too busy trying to get into this room."

She walked out of the room and down the corridors. 3… she began mentally counting down the seconds until she knew Salazar would come out. 2… 1…

"Fine." He said, walking after her, having just left the common room. "I'll see what I can do."

"I thought you had something to do?"

"It's not that important." He muttered, following Helga to the mysterious door. He leant down and had a look at the lock, before waving his wand. "Accio lock picking… stuff." A few minutes later he was still trying to open the door, failing in the matter marvellously.

"What you up to?" Helga turned around to see Godric looking at them with faint interest.

"Trying to get through this door."

"That's easy."

"Alright, you try it." Salazar said suddenly, standing up as he spoke, shocking the other two founders, who had all but forgotten he had been down there, attempting to pick the lock. "If it's that easy."

Godric rattled the handle, but the door was still locked and wouldn't open. "Everyone stand back." He warned, as he took a run up and attempted to kick the door down. In reality all that happened was he was hopping around clutching his other foot madly. "I swear to God." He said. "That is not a door. I don't know what it is, but that's not a door."

There was the sound of laughter and they all turned around to see Rowena doubled over, having trouble breathing. "Oh my god." She said. "I cannot… believe you lot are stupid enough to fall for that."

"Fall for what?" Salazar asked sharply.

"That's not a door. That's just a section of the wall that's had been transfigured to look like it's a door."

"What?" Demanded Godric. "And how?"

"It's easy, and besides you should have worked it out."

"How?" Asked Helga in disbelief. "How is it 'easy'?"

"Simple really. A genius prank, if I say so myself. But it shouldn't have been, really. For starters, it's on an outside wall. On the third floor. Where the hell is it going to lead apart from outside a long way up?"

"Oh yeah…" Helga said.

"So I hurt my foot for nothing then?" Godric had stopped hopping around by this time.

"Pretty much. Well, except my amusement. That's important."

"I'm going to kill you Rowena!" Godric somehow managing to speedhop over towards a laughing Rowena.

Salazar looked over at Helga. "You still owe me food."