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The woman smiled as she led the boy back into the castle. She knew she needed some help with her plan. Godric never trusted her and she doubted he would. She would have rather seen him die along with the old man. Wulfric though reminded her that her main target was Salazar. They needed to get revenge on him and get their place in the school as well. Perhaps later, she could get rid of Godric as well, but not now. He would be too busy with the school to worry about the manor. And perhaps if she played the hero, and helped him find who killed the old man, he'd allow her to live in peace. She had put up with her husband for long enough, she deserved to be lady of the manor here, till she died.

Harry tried to hide his cringe as he walked with the woman. He knew she was hiding something about Salazar. He had seen the odd look when he had asked if she had known him growing up. There was definite venom, when she mentioned her family being below their vision level.

The woman motioned. "We need to get to dinner."

Harry nodded. "I will be missed soon."

"The old man is at least known for a good table."

Harry wondered. "Why do you remain?"

She smiled sweetly. "This is my home."

Harry asked. "Do you have no family?"

The woman pretended a pained look. "My parents are gone."

Her father had been a commoner but he had been a wealthy merchant. He had married her mother due to her noble blood and small dowry. He had no idea how she had used his business to plot her revenge, or what she taught their daughter. The man had been a doting husband and father. Arianne would have had quite the dowry but for Salazar and his family. There had been a fire in their warehouse, and her father had not only lost most of his inventory, but had been killed. Arianne's mother had never believed that the fire had been set by bandits. She was sure Salazar's mother had heard about her and had sent minions. The woman worshiped the dark spirits and she would have known what was happening. Salazar's parents were both dead, Rowena's parents and Helga's father were the only founder's parents alive, but the revenge did not end. Arianne's mother had sworn she would not stop until she destroyed the woman's dark reign. And when she died, it was left to Arianne.

Arianne watched the boy as she headed into the castle with him. She knew he would be her way into pinning the death on Salazar. The man would make sure she was nowhere near his rooms. But he seemed to trust the boy, and that would be his downfall.

She spotted the young page and looked to Harry. "I must leave you."

Harry saw but pretended not to. "I don't know where I am going."

She reminded him. "We must not be seen together."

Harry looked about. "A hand."

She laughed and pointed. "Through there."

Harry turned to go. "Thank you."

"Think on what I said. He will show you soon, how dark he is."

Harry thought someone was showing their true colors, but it was not Salazar. He felt like following the woman but he headed to the hall. He did not have his cloak on him at the moment. He was happy that it had been included for him in his bag. He knew he needed to be careful here. Godric warned him that not all of the servants were loyal to him and his grandfather. There were new servants who had been appointed by her. Though Godric may have recognized the new ones, Harry did not, and he needed to remain on his toes. He didn't need more suspicions.

Arianne watched the boy go and headed over to the page boy. Though she could not say it, she was in fact happy Salazar had come this weekend. She had been looking for the time to finally put her plan into place, and it seemed that it was time now.

"I saw you with the other boy."

Arianne laughed. "Jealous?"

"He is one of them."

She laughed. "And my in."

The boy was worried. "I don't know about this."

The woman reminded him. "Your mother and sister are relying on you."

The boy was white. "If I get caught…."

"You won't, but if you do, they will be taken care of."

The boy sighed. "Please. They are alone."

Arianne assured him. "As long as you never reveal, they will be taken care of."

She had known she needed someone to do the dirty work for her. She had found the boy and he was absolutely perfect. He would point the finger, reluctantly of course, at Salazar if he was caught. His father had walked out, and he had a mother and sister who were starving. He had agreed to come work for her, in return for a home and food for them. Arianne didn't think it would cost her much, she would simply see to an accident.

Arianne headed for the hall. "Tonight my plan begins."

Harry felt a bit on edge when he headed into the hall. He had never been into a main dining hall like this, nothing like back in school. There was a head table and tables along the walls. The head table was for Lord Gryffindor and his family or respected guests. Harry had no idea where he was intended to sit in all of this. He paused for a moment but he saw Godric motion to him to come. Harry found a chair had been left for him at the head table and he took it. He was seated between Godric and Salazar, Godric having his grandsire on the other side of him.

Harry watched as the woman slid into the chair on the other side of the old man. He could see that neither Godric nor Gideon were happy by it. He had never been quite certain why the woman had been allowed to remain here. It seemed obvious she was not welcome with anyone.

Salazar whispered. "Alive?"

Harry smirked. "Observant."

"Don't have to worry do we?"

Harry smirked. "Really has it out for you."

Salazar agreed. "I told you."

"I have a feeling it has to do with your parents."

That took Salazar back a bit. Like Godric, both of his parents were dead. He had been close to them both, who had both died when he was in his late teens. His parents had married for love, unheard of by many in these times it seemed. He had heard rumors that there was some bad blood with his mother in town. There were those who didn't like his father had married a highlander, not one of the local women. There were neighboring lords or a common bride even he could have chosen. But his mother had been fair and kind, and had helped when they were hit with the plague. His parents had both been mourned deeply when they had died. Salazar went home when he could, his steward ran the estate.

Salazar looked across the table a bit at the woman and wondered what her link was. He knew Wulfric was of course from his home town. He was around the same age. There had been talk he was engaged, but then he had raped the young maid, and had been banished.

Harry was pale when he saw the kid. "He is here."

Godric eyed him. "He?"

"The page. I believe he is the one I saw at my home."

Godric saw where he looked. "One of hers."

Harry worried as he was near the food. "We…"

Salazar shot him a look. "It is okay."

Harry couldn't see, but the two Gryffindors communicated well without words between them. The old man was well aware of the boy, and now of the threat in the room. He would watch out for himself as well as his grandson. Gideon was not certain that he believed he was the only target. Godric was too much of a target as well. The school had made him enemies. And if the woman was involved, he stood between her and the estate. When Gideon died, Godric would have the estate, and she would be tossed out on her butt. Godric would never allow her to stay.

Gideon watched as the boy came his way and was pouring him a glass of wine. Gideon was always careful about his food and his guests in the house. He trusted the kitchen staff, they were all his, but he knew that this boy was not. He knew, even before Harry told him, just not why.

He stopped the boy. "Have a drink."

The boy was startled. "Sir?"

"Poor my daughter in law a drink and both join me."

The boy sputtered. "I am not allowed."

Gideon thrust his goblet at him. "I will insist."

Harry was confused and whispered. "It is slow acting."

Salazar shook his head. "She will have changed."

Harry didn't understand. "Why risk it?"

"Because I am here."

She wanted to blame him and had not been counting on him being here at the manor. The slow acting poison would have made it look like Salazar could have worked at any time. The woman had seen him come, and saw it as a way to get rid of both him and Gideon sooner. Or so he and Godric had suspected. If they were wrong, then they would lose nothing, but they would take no chances with this.

The boy was forced to drink from the cup and he hit his knees. "No."

Gideon looked at the boy. "Who?"

The boy clawed at his throat. "Help, help."

Gideon demanded. "Who did this?"

The boy pleaded as he was on his back now. "Help."

Godric put a sword to his neck. "Who gave you the poison?"

The boy whispered as he died. "S…"

Harry was pale as he watched the boy lying on the ground. Only Godric and his grandsire had been close enough to hear what the boy uttered. They could wonder if he was trying to say she, or Salazar. Had he been following her plan to his death? Or had he been trying to point to her? The boy's body was taken away by guards, and Gideon led his family from the room, and away from all the shocked people in the hall.

Arianne didn't wait long to say. "It is obvious who is to blame. He all but said his name."