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HARRY POTTER AND THE FOUNDERS' GIFTS
by
Narnian Dreams
Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction using characters from the Harry Potter world, which is trademarked by J. K. Rowling.
3. The Realization
"Your greatest awakening comes, when you are aware about your infinite nature."
-Amit Ray
"This is the place." the dark haired lady said, soft brown eyes gazing across the land, wherein stood a mighty castle which was humming with a powerful force of Magik.
"It is powerful," said the green eyed man, whose skin was tingling with the magical presence to a point that he had never felt before. It was a foreign feeling, although it was welcoming. The whole place gave a wonderful feeling of home. A feeling which had been denied him for so long. "Doth thou regard 'tis safe?" The question wasn't an accusation, it was a statement from a man who had been living in fear for most of his life.
"'Tis the safest place." replied the lady who spoke first. "I trust the magic which hath weaved 'i the stones"
"Aye" the third person, a man with sky blue eyes and the build of a warrior spoke for the first time. "'Tis safe. We shall add our own enchantments if needed"
"Well then, Let us bid here home" said the last of their group, a hazel eyed lady born of the common folk who never had a place to call home.
Together, the four battle worn, exhausted, sleep deprived travelers walked in to a foreign territory, a castle of Deep Magik which was yet to be discovered.
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20th November 1994
Rowena Ravenclaw was never known for her patience. For her wisdom, for her cleverness -yes. But certainly not for her patience. Which was why she happened to be the first one to awake, perhaps she might be the only one. Her awakening doesn't necessarily meant she knew anything and everything as she once did. She knew things. Of course, she wouldn't be Rowena Ravenclaw if she didn't know. Neither would she be Hermione Granger if she denied the knowledge.
Hermione Granger turned fifteen on 19th September in 1994. It was the day she started seeing the memories of her previous life. She had been having tiring two months of nightmares and visions and apparitions -real or otherwise- and suspicions and knowledge of her past life as the Ravenclaw founder, until Hermione finally realized herself for who she was. It wasn't as easy as one might think, she had to dedicate hours and hours for camping in the library reading on History, Runes, Time, hell even on Arithmancy and Divination to find out what was exactly wrong with her.
As a witch who didn't see a purpose of Divining Magic (no pun intended), the irony of finding her answer in Unfolding The Past wasn't lost to her. Rowena could literally feel Godric's smirk if he ever hear about her predicament. Divination and Arithmancy were more of his area of expertise. It wasn't just coincidence that Hermione walked out of the Divination classroom in her third year at Hogwarts, as the Ravenclaw founder herself disliked it. Although, when you are under circumstance of relatively impossible magical condition, Rowena would never let any subject to be underestimated. For once in her two lifetimes, she could agree with the subject, as ridiculous as it sounded the Theory of Reincarnation was the only answer.
The girl sighed. Her hands reached to rub her strained eyes, and a yawn escaped her lips against her will. Her nights were not as pleasant as her days. Deciding that she was done for the evening, Hermione picked up her things, -a set of quills and the notes she had written- put the books in the necessary places in the library, and walked her way out of the library and to the Gryffindor common room.
Rowena was never the one to encourage violence. She always advised her friends ans her students on that, opting on negotiation above everything else. She would never be the one to call herself a Gryffindor, which made her wonder why the Hat thought that she would do well as a student of Godric's House.
As she walked in through the portrait hole, the first people she looked for were her two friends, a green eyed black haired guy who was as stubborn as a horse whose heart was in the right place, and a blue eyed red haired dolt who was stubborn as a mule who should think a little more deep. Both of them sat at the to opposite ends of the room, avoiding each other to an extent she had never seen before.
Rolling her eyes at their ridiculous fight, she approached the stubborn one first. Ahem- the red haired one.
"Don't you think this is enough now?" she asked the boy who was writing notes on a parchment, sitting next to him on an empty stool.
He gave her an accusing stare and a sarcastic laugh. "I've got a couple more inches to write"
She glared back at him for his blatant change of subject. "You know what I meant." her eyes fell on the parchment, reading the question and shuddering inwardly. Explain how planets influence in divining the daily lives of the Wizarding Community. None of that now, she was done with divination for the day.
"When is it due?" Hermione asked curiously, gesturing at the essay. She was yet to see Ron Weasley working on homework out of his own accord. This could be a start.
"Tomorrow, first lesson" his tone was nonchalant, but she could sense an edge in his voice.
"Ah, you have a few more hours. Why start now?" she couldn't help but add with a little heat. He looked angry and she knew why. Why can't people just- listen to logic? It's perfectly clear that it wasn't Harry who entered his name. Why can't he see that?
"That is none of your business!" he snapped, glaring at her as if she was the object of his anger.
"It is actually," she said calmly. "I'm wondering what have you done with Ron Weasley?"
The red-head sighed. "Listen 'Mione-" the girl in question gave him a death glare worthy of the Ravenclaw founder. "-Hermione." he hastily corrected himself at her glare. "-Not right now"
Hermione raised an eyebrow at the boy's comment. Ron Weasley avoiding an argument? Now, this is certainly out of his character. "You are missing him aren't you?" she took a wild guess, and smirked when she realized she was right. The bushy haired witch could see him gritting his teeth.
"No," his reply was firm and had a tight grip on his quill, as he avoided her eyes. He was lying. "I am fine"
"Huh" Rowena couldn't help herself. "Very well then" she said, rolling her eyes and making a gesture of getting up. "Let me know if you change your mind. Honestly, I don't even know why I try!"
His grip was so tight that she could almost predict the snap of his quill. It never happened. "Charlie wrote to me." Ron spoke, whose voice was so quiet that she only heard him because she was looking at him.
"Charlie? Why? Is he okay?"
"Yeah," he said with another sigh. "Yeah he is okay. 'Said that he'd be coming to Hogwarts soon"
"But that's good news!" Hermione chirped excitedly, although wondered why he looked so upset at the news. "Why do you look so glum then?"
"You remember where he works? He works with bloody Dragons!"
"So? He might have wanted a break with them, wanted to see how his brothers are doing-"
"Soon after he visited us this summer? No! Hermione, he won't leave his precious dragons unless-"
"Unless he is needed here. With them!" Realization dawned upon her as she looked at Ron in a new light. "Do you think dragons are the first task?"
"I don't bloody know!" He ran a hand through his hair out of frustration. Those red locks were longer than they were supposed to be. "I don't know if he meant the first task, or nothing at all"
"You have to tell him," said Hermione, looking at Harry.
"NO!"
"What is wrong with you? He needs to know"
"I am not going to tell him"
Hermione sighed. "Listen, I'm going to telling him if you want me to or not, and I'm going to mention that you told me"
"Don't tell him you knew it form me! You'll make him angry"
"He is as much to blame on this as you are. You both are stubborn idiots" The girl took pity on him. "Listen, come to Hogsmade with us tomorrow. Talk to Harry. He misses you too"
"No, I don't want to talk to him" Ron said stubbornly, and Hermione huffed.
"Fine! Be like that! Just know that if it is the first task, and you knew about it, you're the one who it is to blame!" With another huff, she stood from her stool, and walked to the other end of the common room, right before hearing a groan form the aforementioned guy. She smiled to herself thinking that things would be alright between them. Wait, not when there's a dragon in the days to come. With a troubled sigh, she sat next to Harry who was brooding on a couch.
Rowena hated this. She hated going back and forth between her two best friends. It was usually Helga's job, making people see the best in everyone and bringing out their true spirit of loyalty.
She was the one to be cooped up in a library, doing her own research and keeping her nose out of other people's business. Unless it's a full blown argument, where she steps in and advises on negotiations. But in light of recent events, as Hermione Granger the best friend of Ron Weasley and Harry Potter, she had made it her duty to restore the friendship between the two best friends.
"Harry!" She called out to the brooding boy and rolled her eyes at his nonchalant expression. "I was just talking to Ron and-"
Harry's face darkened as she mentioned his name and he cut her off with something akin to hurt in his eyes. "I don't want to hear it" he said.
"Don't be stupid" she said frowning and nudging his side. "This is important. He has gotten a letter from Charlie saying that he'd be coming to Hogwarts soon"
"Yeah? Why is that important? He mentioned that when he came to the World Cup didn't he?"
"He works in Romania! With dragons! Ron thinks that-"
"So he is done with being jealous with me?" Harry said hotly. "Why does he care anyway?"
"Don't be rude Harry! He cares about you! You know that!"
"Well, you go tell that to him."
"Would you listen to me for once Harry? Honestly, you both are idiots!" The boy looked back at her and Rowena felt a little sorry for him. "Did you try to talk to him for once?"
Harry groaned. "Hermione! What's gotten into you? Ron's being a git and you know it!"
"Yes-, But didn't you hear what I've been telling you? He thinks the first task could be dragons!"
"Fat a lot of-," The the boy stopped halfway through his sentence as he looked back at his friend, his mouth half open. "Dragons?" He said with a sigh. "Great! Just- that's just exactly what I wanted"
Another sigh of frustration escaped from his lips as he ran a hand though his black mess of hair. "How-, how am I supposed face a dragon?"
Well, if Rowena could be honest, the best thing one could do is to not to face a dragon. There was a reason that the school motto to be 'Never tickle a sleeping dragon'. Well, it was one of the reasons. She wanted to know what the professors were thinking of binging a dragon to a castle full of students yet alone letting them face one! How has the world has come to this?
Rowena Ravenclaw dearly missed her friends that moment. Godric would probably be cursing to himself, and Helga would be so furious that she would probably be ready to face the dragon herself to protect her students. Salazar-, Salazar would probably be the one to silently accept it and make plans to stop it form happening in the first place. She sighed. She missed them.
While she was contemplating on her past life, Rowena nearly missed Harry getting up form the comfortable couch, and taking his bag which was laying on the floor. "I'm going to bed" he announced softly, and Hermione could see a shadow of worry stretched across his face.
"We will figure this out Harry" she promised and she did meant it. Even if he was a Champion or not, and she was a Founder or not, Hermione Granger would help him, her best friend.
Rowena Ravenclaw might not meet her best friends again, but Hermione Granger will, and she would never change it for the world.
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Hello everyone! Thank you for all the love and support you have given to this story, I am really happy that you enjoyed the last two chapters and I hope you enjoyed this chapter as well. If I am honestly speaking, this is not one of the best chapters I've written, the ending was a bit rushed.
You might have noticed that the characters seem a bit out of character, but well- as you can see, there is more to come for this story so you might want to hang in there before you try to flame me about that. Anyways I love to hear what you think, review and let me know, you can tell me anything you want.
I want to let you know about a couple of more things.
I'm loving in a place where I get access to the internet from my phone but not form my laptop, so I'll be uploading the chapters form the app than using the website, which I don't like. I can't seem to add a line breaker to the document, and I'm not sure about the word count of this chapter other than it's more or less than 2k words and I hate that.
That being said, I'm still looking for a beta reader, so if you are interested please let me know.
One more thing- don't try to make instant noodles with an electric cooker, I've tried it, and I won't recommend it. But nevertheless that would probably be what I'll be doing in the days to come where I'm staying anyway.
Next chapter: The Acceptance
