Disclaimer: I'm not JK Rowling.
"Lady Rowena?" said a soft voice.
The beautiful woman turned around, her long, dark hair gleaming in the sunlight. "Yes, Charlotte?" She questioned the young and bright student that had been placed in her own house. She was honored for it to be named after her.
"Your presence is requested in the Great Hall, my Lady," said Charlotte, bowing a little.
Rowena smiled, and lifted her chin with a pale finger. "You may go, Charlotte. I shall be there soon."
Charlotte smiled and walked away gracefully, her rich brown hair braid over one shoulder.
As Rowena walked towards the great hall, she gazed outside the windows at miles and miles of forests, as far as the eye could see.. She turned a corner and frowned, for she was met with the sight of Helena, her daughter, talking quietly with a tall, dark haired boy- Morfin Slytherin. She frowned. That boy was never any good. Even his father was better than him.
Rowena cleared her throat. "Ahem."
The two broke apart quickly, and Morfin looked quite guilty. "Hello, Professor Ravenclaw."
"Helena," said Morfin, "I'll see you at noon; I've got to go practice my potion work."
As he walked away, Helena ignored her mother and started to walk away.
"Helena, how many times must I tell you-?"
"I know, mother! That it is not wise to talk with him. I know! But mother, don't you ever think that I possess wisdom of my own too?"
Rowena was surprised by her outburst, but frowned and continued onto the great hall. It was alright. Her daughter would learn soon.
And she did.
Hello! I am so sorry for not posting any chapters for, like, a month! *cowers behind chair*
Sorry!
Anyways, I hoped you liked this one.
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