A Beginning
Chapter 4
For months after he told me about the Chamber of Courage,
Godric kept on trying to pull me aside to ask me questions
about it. Did I like the idea? Where should he build it?
Should he tell the others? I didn't care and one day I told
him so.
"Stop it!" ,I screamed. "I don't care! You want to know what
I think? I think you are foolish for asking some eleven year
old kid about something that could effect generations of kids!
I'm still trying to work out my life and you come over asking
me these things about griffins and such that I've never heard
of! I don't care!"
He stared at me for a moment before responding. "I've built
it. It's done." For a minute or two he looked at me as if
trying to find out who I was before saying, "you may go."
He stood up and left the room leaving me to my thoughts.
Out in the hall he ran into Salazar. "Salazar. As my best
friend I insist you tell her."
Salazar was confused. I listened at the door. "What do you
mean? Tell who what? Godric, are you well?"
"I'm fine!" He sounded exasperated. "And you know damn
well what I mean. Tell HER about you. About you and her
and her MOTHER." If that wasn't dropping hints then I don't
know what is.
"Selene has no need to know about her mother and I. I'm
probably not even the father." Salazar said this quietly as if
he feared that I might be lurking around the corner. He
didn't know I was on the other side of the door.
"Come, come! Who else would it be. I've been speaking to
the girl and she has no idea who her father is. She's very
intelligent. And besides. Why else would you want her in your
house?" Venom dripped from every word.
They stared at each other for a while before Salazar walked
off in a huff and Godric slank the other way.
The term ended sooner than I would have liked and when
school had ended, I went to the place that Mother had said
to meet her. As I descended the hill from school, I watched
as all the other children went and met up with their parents
and left for their homes. I didn't have a home strictly
speaking. I lived in the streets.
I began to think. Was my father rich? Could he afford a
house? I still didn't understand the obvious. That Salazar was
my father.
That summer I asked a lot of questions about my father. All
of which she avoided.
She always seemed to be avoiding life for some reason. It
was as if we were always running. We traveled more than
gypsies. She used to tell me that she was trying to find out
who she was and when I asked her what she ment by that I
got a very strange response.
"When I met your father I knew who I was. He changed me.
By the time he left I didn't know myself. He changed me.
Now I have to go and find myself."
I was very young at the time and hadn't understood a word.
Now I was 11 and I still didn't get it.
When school started back up I was more than ready to leave
Mother and find out more about that conversation that had
been nagging at me for the whole summer.
That year began the same as the last four had. The first
years being interviewed while the rest of us caught up on
what had happened over the summer. I met up with all my
friends while the sorting was happening and we ate a
wonderful feast. Everything was wonderful. The food the
people. There wasn't even a house rivalry yet.
Looking back (although at the time I promised not to) I relies
that that was the year everything began to go wrong. The
school's fate was forever changed. And it all stared that year.
Over the summer things between Salazar and Rowena Had
gotten shaky and it had all fallen apart by the time Christmas
came. The difference with this break up was that the only
person Rowena had to comfort her was me. And yet she kept
pushing me way. I asked Salazr in night what was wrong.
That was when he told me.
"Selene. Do you know who your father is? Did your mother
ever tell you about him?"
"She told me he was a great wizard and that he had trained
under the great Merlin." We looked at each other for a
moment before I ventured on. "It's you isn't it." It wasn't a
question. It was a statement. One I'd known was true even
before the words were out of my mouth. I guess I'd known it
all along.
He nodded and we spent the night talking. He told me not to
tell my mother because she would surly come and hurt him
and by the end of the night I was calling him 'Father'. It still
felt a little odd but I did.
From then on, I suppose, Salazar began to hate all
muggle-born witches and wizards. He got a crazy idea that
no muggle-borns should be allowed in Hogwarts. When
Godric told him that was a stupid idea and they had a nasty
fight that made all the student weary of the two for months,
Salazar got the idea for the chamber of secrets.
Helga tried to get me to talk to my father and tell him not to
do anything big, I told her about the chamber of secrets. Up
till then the only people that knew about it were me and my
father. And only I knew were it was.
I spent the year trying to keep up with my studies and think
about how best to ask my father if I could stay at Hogwarts
for the summer. i never got up the courage and school was
over before I knew it.
a/n: ok. Everything belongs to JKR. Now then. Please tell me
what you think. If you think it sucks then tell me how to fix it.
If you like it tell me why. Give it a rating of 1 to 10. 1 being
that it really sucked and I should burn the disk it's on or 10
being really good and all that jazz. If you review my stuff I'll
go r/r yours. thank you.
Chapter 4
For months after he told me about the Chamber of Courage,
Godric kept on trying to pull me aside to ask me questions
about it. Did I like the idea? Where should he build it?
Should he tell the others? I didn't care and one day I told
him so.
"Stop it!" ,I screamed. "I don't care! You want to know what
I think? I think you are foolish for asking some eleven year
old kid about something that could effect generations of kids!
I'm still trying to work out my life and you come over asking
me these things about griffins and such that I've never heard
of! I don't care!"
He stared at me for a moment before responding. "I've built
it. It's done." For a minute or two he looked at me as if
trying to find out who I was before saying, "you may go."
He stood up and left the room leaving me to my thoughts.
Out in the hall he ran into Salazar. "Salazar. As my best
friend I insist you tell her."
Salazar was confused. I listened at the door. "What do you
mean? Tell who what? Godric, are you well?"
"I'm fine!" He sounded exasperated. "And you know damn
well what I mean. Tell HER about you. About you and her
and her MOTHER." If that wasn't dropping hints then I don't
know what is.
"Selene has no need to know about her mother and I. I'm
probably not even the father." Salazar said this quietly as if
he feared that I might be lurking around the corner. He
didn't know I was on the other side of the door.
"Come, come! Who else would it be. I've been speaking to
the girl and she has no idea who her father is. She's very
intelligent. And besides. Why else would you want her in your
house?" Venom dripped from every word.
They stared at each other for a while before Salazar walked
off in a huff and Godric slank the other way.
The term ended sooner than I would have liked and when
school had ended, I went to the place that Mother had said
to meet her. As I descended the hill from school, I watched
as all the other children went and met up with their parents
and left for their homes. I didn't have a home strictly
speaking. I lived in the streets.
I began to think. Was my father rich? Could he afford a
house? I still didn't understand the obvious. That Salazar was
my father.
That summer I asked a lot of questions about my father. All
of which she avoided.
She always seemed to be avoiding life for some reason. It
was as if we were always running. We traveled more than
gypsies. She used to tell me that she was trying to find out
who she was and when I asked her what she ment by that I
got a very strange response.
"When I met your father I knew who I was. He changed me.
By the time he left I didn't know myself. He changed me.
Now I have to go and find myself."
I was very young at the time and hadn't understood a word.
Now I was 11 and I still didn't get it.
When school started back up I was more than ready to leave
Mother and find out more about that conversation that had
been nagging at me for the whole summer.
That year began the same as the last four had. The first
years being interviewed while the rest of us caught up on
what had happened over the summer. I met up with all my
friends while the sorting was happening and we ate a
wonderful feast. Everything was wonderful. The food the
people. There wasn't even a house rivalry yet.
Looking back (although at the time I promised not to) I relies
that that was the year everything began to go wrong. The
school's fate was forever changed. And it all stared that year.
Over the summer things between Salazar and Rowena Had
gotten shaky and it had all fallen apart by the time Christmas
came. The difference with this break up was that the only
person Rowena had to comfort her was me. And yet she kept
pushing me way. I asked Salazr in night what was wrong.
That was when he told me.
"Selene. Do you know who your father is? Did your mother
ever tell you about him?"
"She told me he was a great wizard and that he had trained
under the great Merlin." We looked at each other for a
moment before I ventured on. "It's you isn't it." It wasn't a
question. It was a statement. One I'd known was true even
before the words were out of my mouth. I guess I'd known it
all along.
He nodded and we spent the night talking. He told me not to
tell my mother because she would surly come and hurt him
and by the end of the night I was calling him 'Father'. It still
felt a little odd but I did.
From then on, I suppose, Salazar began to hate all
muggle-born witches and wizards. He got a crazy idea that
no muggle-borns should be allowed in Hogwarts. When
Godric told him that was a stupid idea and they had a nasty
fight that made all the student weary of the two for months,
Salazar got the idea for the chamber of secrets.
Helga tried to get me to talk to my father and tell him not to
do anything big, I told her about the chamber of secrets. Up
till then the only people that knew about it were me and my
father. And only I knew were it was.
I spent the year trying to keep up with my studies and think
about how best to ask my father if I could stay at Hogwarts
for the summer. i never got up the courage and school was
over before I knew it.
a/n: ok. Everything belongs to JKR. Now then. Please tell me
what you think. If you think it sucks then tell me how to fix it.
If you like it tell me why. Give it a rating of 1 to 10. 1 being
that it really sucked and I should burn the disk it's on or 10
being really good and all that jazz. If you review my stuff I'll
go r/r yours. thank you.