Before: "Hermione is your wife. Isn't she?" Sirius said as Salazar's faced darkened.

Now:

Hanging in the office of Albus Dumbledore, Salazar could not believe what he was hearing. The founders made sure they destroyed any evidence of Hermione being in the past except the journal Albus Dumbledore had in his possession. How could Black of figured it out? Salazar stood from his chair in the portrait glaring down at Sirius.

"How do you know that?" Salazar growled. The war may be over but he knew there would be Death Eaters out there that would still hurt her for the part she played in the war. He would protect the woman who was his wife; even in death.

"A book kept by the Malfoy family for centuries had a record of a woman close to you but wrote of no marriage. Her name was Hermione Granger. Now, how my family got this book; I don't know. Probably someone with sticky fingers," Sirius answered truthfully to the Slytherin founder.

"Just like the rest of the family," Snape sneered.

"Shut up, Snivellus," Sirius growled looking over his shoulder at Snape.

"Armand Malfoy," Godric spoke up from his portrait on the other side of Rowena's looking disgusted as the other founders as well. "He was the head of the Malfoy family."

"Armand had a particular—" Rowena stopped speaking trying to find the right word to say.

"That bastard had a fixation on my wife the moment he saw her," Salazar hissed venomously at the thought of Malfoy. "I didn't think he would have kept anything on her at his home. Anything else on Hermione was destroyed; I wanted her to be protected."

"I have seen the Malfoy generations from then until now but Armand Malfoy was the worst." Helga told them from beside Salazar's Portrait.

"Wouldn't be the first Malfoy to have a fixation on her," Snape said sitting back in his chair.

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1099 Hogwarts

Hermione stood in front of her wardrobe trying to decide between her dresses. One was royal blue corseted at the waist with white split front overlay or a yellow dress with a red in lay. There was a rustle of fabric behind her but she continued to survey the two dresses in.

"The blue or the yellow?" She asked out loud, thinking it was Rowena till the voice spoke from behind her.

"The blue one," A deep voce spoke from behind her.

Hermione turned around saw Godric standing in her room with a smile.

She gave him a smile back as she grabbed the dress; she quickly ducked behind screen to put the garment on. With a flick of her wand the dress laced itself she moved out from behind the curtain. Godric watched her reappear and had to smile, she truly was a vision.

"Good morning Godric. How do I look?" Hermione asked him.

"Like a queen. I came to check on you after last night," He watched her charm her hair into a cascade of curls running down her back.

Hermione gave a small chuckle before turning around to face Godric. "I am sorry for last night, normally that wouldn't have bothered me. I have been tortured and it didn't bother me. I feel quite foolish."

Godric was quite surprised by her answer. "Hermione, we're only human. No matter how strong we seem we still have feelings."

"I guess you're right," Hermione said giving a shrug.

"To the Great Hall my lady," Godric spoke with a small bow extending his arm for her.

Hermione slipped her hand around his arm snickering at his playfulness. "Of course kind sir."

Salazar sat in the Great Hall chatting with Rowena and Helga waiting for Hermione to make her appearance so he could apologize for his coldness. He heard Hermione entering the hall with laughter and Salazar looked up to find her on the arm of Godric. Godric was leaning close to her whispering something into her ear. He watched Hermione throw her head back with a laugh. Salazar blood boiled at the sight, hating the thought of Godric having Hermione.

Hermione took a seat as Godric pushed in her chair for her. "Thank you Godric."

"Not at all Hermione," Godric smiled taking his seat beside her. "Morning all." He turned his attention to the rest of the table, before Godric looked across the table at Salazar. He had known this man for a very long time; even though he looked calm Salazar's eyes gave him away. He was boiling underneath at the thought of Hermione with him.

"Maybe he will realize he feels for Hermione." Godric thought to himself.

Salazar watched Hermione talk to everyone around him. She looked beautiful today; she always did. He watched Godric lean over to whisper in her ear again; and Hermione gave him a sly smile. Salazar stood from the table not saying a word and made his way to the second floor of the castle. He truly believed Hermione was smart enough not to fall for Godric's games; apparently he was wrong.

Hermione's eyes followed Salazar leaving the room and disappear from sight.

"Salazar is bothered by the fact that you are spending time with me," Godric told her as he watched Hermione become distressed from Salazar's abrupt exit.

"I believe you're right Godric." Hermione said from behind her goblet while her thoughts lingered on Salazar.

Hermione went back to her room, she spent the rest of the day there reading before falling asleep on the couch. Hermione was woken by a knock, she hastily grabbed a blanket and put it around her shoulders. She opened the door to find Godric on the other side.

"Godric Is everything ok?" Hermione asked silently worried.

"Yes, actually coming to check on you. You missed dinner."

"I did? I fell asleep sometime this afternoon. Come in," Hermione stepped back opening the portrait to allow Godric to enter her rooms. A figure standing in the shadows growled as he turned on his heel and headed back for the second floor.

Godric crossed the room and took a seat by Hermione in front of the fireplace.

Hermione sat silently as her thoughts turned to Salazar. Hermione wondered exactly where they would end up or if anything was really happening. She saw Godric watching her from the corner of her eye. she pulled herself back into the present to offer him a smile.

"Thinking of Salazar?" Godric asked her pour some wine for them.

"No."

Godric chuckled knowingly. "No need to lie."

"Yes but I really don't want to talk about it," Hermione told him taking a sip of her wine.

"Fair enough. Tell me about where you're from."

"Okay, what do you want to know?" Hermione said softly setting her goblet down on the table.

"Well how about the castle, your friends, maybe if there was anyone you had feelings for there." Godric asked her, truly curious what her life was like before she came here.

"Well the castle is almost the same there, but there will be some things added over the years. My friends, well I told you about Harry and Ron; the other three were Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Severus Snape. I could always find a good conversation with them. Severus though, I started to like him more than a student should have liked her professor. I wanted to go back to school and finish my education before school started I worked with him on rebuilding the school. We became very close," Hermione smiled thinking about the people she loved.

"What house did he come from?" Hermione looked confused at his question. "The students are sorted into houses, so what house?"

"Oh, I am sorry. Oddly enough—" Hermione let out a laugh. "Slytherin house."

Godric let out a barking laugh as Hermione joined him. "The irony in that is quite funny."

"Yes I know. I thought the same thing. They act so much alike it's scary."

"Well it appears you have thing for Slytherin men."

"Yes, I believe so." Hermione told him softly.

Hermione spent the night just talking with Godric from personal things, to making new spells, to academics. When Hermione saw Godric had fallen asleep she conjured a blanket and covered him up before going to her room and falling asleep as well.

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Morning light shone through Hermione's windows waking her from a deep sleep. She sat up in bed but frozen when she heard rustling in her living room. Remembering the previous night Hermione pulled a light blue dress out of her wardrobe and put it on. She used her wand to close the back and stepped out of the room to find a very panicked Godric.

"Godric are you all right?" Hermione asked.

"Hermione! I am so sorry I didn't mean to fall asleep here," Godric told her sounding guilty.

"You're fine, I saw you asleep; I didn't want to bother you so I covered you up and went to my room." Hermione told him through a yawn. She used a spell on her hair to make it look less like a rats nest.

"I know this isn't much to you but for a man to sleep in a woman's chambers while unmarried— this looks bad." Godric said calming down some.

"I understand Godric but nothing happened. Go change and I will meet you in the Great Hall for breakfast."

Godric left Hermione in her rooms and made his way down the staircase, he reached the bottom step and came face to face with Salazar.

"Salazar, good morning," Godric said trying to go around the Slytherin founder.

Salazar's words broke the air behind him, causing Godric to stop in his tracks. "Did you enjoy it?" Salazar spoke calmly.

Godric turned looking up to Salazar; whose eyes burned with rage. "Did I enjoy what?"

"Don't play stupid Godric. It doesn't suit you," Salazar stepped down coming closer to Godric. "I hope you did. She's your problem now," Salazar pushed passed him going to his potions labs.

Sorry guys I know this chapter is short but I have been so busy and I wanted to give you all something. I hope you all like the update. Anyways hope you all have a great turkey day! I will be working on a new chapter during the holidays. I want to give a big thank to AnonymousYouth for the idea for this chapter and some of the next! Another big thank to all the reviewers, favoriters, and followers. Love you guys

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