A/N: The characters, names and settings in this story are not mine but belong to the goddess JK Rowling. Please don't sue me! I have no money!
This story is set 1048 before Hogwarts was created
Enjoy!
Hogwarts: A Beginning
"The position has been filled," said the grey witch from behind her desk.
"I'm sure it has," said Rowena pleadingly "but is there any other position available that I could apply for?"
The woman looked her up and down with disdain in her eyes. "Yes, well I'm afraid, there's nothing you're qualified for. Sorry."
Creastfallen Rowena meekly replied, "Thank you for your time."With that she turned around and stopped back out into the noise and confusion of Diagon Alley.
A young woman with a round face sat watching the crowd intently with large hazel eyes. She was sitting on a wide bench across the street from the store Rowena had just come from. Rowena strode over to the bench and sat down.
Still watching the passing people the woman asked: "So are you a new employee of Flourish and Blotts?"
Rowena sighed, "No, they said the position has been filled, which means...."
"Which means" the girl interrupted "that they wanted a man for the job."
"Exactly" replied Rowena. "I don't know what I'm going to Helga. I know the position wan't filled, that witch in there know but, still..." She stopped and tried to calm down. "It's plain discrimination that's what it is. I mean even in these modern times of 1048 they would rather have a poorly-trained wizard then a well-trained witch. This is why I suffered at Maurolayra?
Helga turned around and studied Rowena's face for a moment. "Not everyone is discriminative. Don't worry you'll find the job for you. You were second in our graduationg class from Maurolayra. You will be just fine."
Rowena smiled and gave Helga a big hug. "What would I do without thee?" "Shall we go and withdraw some money for later?" asked Helga hoping to change the subject. "Yes" said Rowena checking her magiacl watch "We are running late."
As the two young witches storde towards the gleaming, marbel building Helga reamarked, "I like the convinence of haveing the bank here where I do my shopping instead of in the middle of the dark forest."
At hearing this a nearby goblin scowled at the two.
With a giggle Rowena said "Yes so do I but the goblins certainly put up quite an argument about it. I remember the court proceedings took longer then it took to build the new Gringotts."
*
Signalling to the bartender for another round of beer, the yound wizard turned round to his companion.
"I cannot believe they're late. Again!" complained the first wizard. "I cannot believe that you are surprized by thier tardiness Godric" replied the second wizard calmly. "Well they did promise this time, Salazar and Helga usually keeps her word even if Rowena could never be on time if her life depended on it" said Godric, his brown eyes flashing. "Well take a raincheck on the heart attack you were just about to have, they have just arrived" said Salazar with a nod towards the door.
"Sorry, we're late" began Rowena breathlessly "But we got caught up at Diagon Alley..." "Shopping" finished Godric and Salazar.
Eyeing the packages in their hands Godric asked "Rowena, don't you think you have enough robes? I thought you said you were going to save a few galleons until you found a proper job?" "By the way how did the audition go?" asked Salazar.
"Not good. They told me the position has been filled" replied Rowena with a touch of meloncolly in her tone. Then brightening up she said "And by the way Godric, thses packages are not mine. I finally convinced Helga she needed something new to wear."
"Really" asked Godric with his eyes raised. "I do recall someone telling me that they would rather eat botobor pus before they would set foot in a dress shop to be primmed and pawned over like a doll. I can't seem to recall who that was. Do you know Helga?"
Sheepishly Helga said "I did say that and ment it, but Rowena convinced me that I should look professional for my new employment. I regretting the whole ordeal thought. My new robes cost 13 whole galleons!
"But they look beautiful on you, so the cost doesn't matter" said Rowena soothingly. "They are made of an earthy green fabric with a fitted bodice that looks wonderful on her and even brings out the green in her eyes." "I'm not worried about how I look, but it was one of the most expensive robes in the shop. 13 whole galleons. A month's salary, wasted!"
Rowena, Godric and Salazar laughed. Shaking his head Salazar exclaimed "You never change do you?"
Just then the bartender arrived with the tankards of beer for the boys and the girls placed thier order.
"Now that you know how our day progressed, how has your day been?" asked Helga. "Absolutely dreadful" said Godric. "To present date, Salazar and I have applied for eleven jobs between us and no one is interested in two wizards fresh from magic school. They are all demanding experience."
"Well at least they wait to ask fro your refrences before telling you they want someone different. Even the most menial teaching position I have applied for has turned me down just because I'm a woman. It's discrimination and that blundering Minister of ours shouldn't stand for it!" cried Rowena bitterly.
"There is plenty of people who are willing to give inexperienced wizards and witches a chance" said Helga firmly. "You three will all find places to work."
"I know what we should do" announced Salazar, "Start our own school." "Yes, and we could call it: Hogwarts a school for the magicly damned and we could teach it!" With that everyone burst out laughing. Everyone except Godric. He sat staring at his tankard lost in thought.
"You konw that's not a bad idea" said Godric quietly. "What is?" asked Rowena. "Do you mean Salazar's idea about a school?" "Yes!" exclaimed Godric. "We are all qualified, intelligent wizards and witches. Why not?"
The others sat staring at him in disbelief.
"One reason we shouldn't" began Helga. "Is because no one would come. Besides we don't have any experience in a classroom. Just because we did the extra teacher training at Maurolyra does not mean we are capable of running our own school."
Salazar nodded in agreement. "We are all extremly intelligent for our ages, but we don't konw the first thing about organizing a school, Godric. A school involves more then just teaching a class. It involves organizing the students, food, transportation not to mention someplace to hold the school in. Godric we jsut don't have that sort of money or, I hate to say this, experince.
"But we do! We do!" exlaimed Godric hsi eyes bright. "That old castle near my parents home is for sale and the owners have had so much, difficulty selling it they are offering it for 100 galleons. "100 galleons?" cried the others. "Yes, yes 100" said Godric, peering around the pub. "But keep your voices down."
"Do you know" began Rowena slowly, "I think we could do it. We have the knowledge and training, a location and as for understanding of how to run a school, my aunt in France has just been declared Headmistress of that rather new school "Beaubatons Academy". She could help us."
"And we certainly have enough money to purchase the castle" said Helga becoming excited. "We could snap it up quickly, before anyone else got to it. "Salazar, you're being unusually quiet" said Godric. "Penny for your thoughts."
"Well, although I do think that one day we could run our own school, I think that we just simply don't have the maturity to handle on right now" said Salazar quietly. "But, Salazar! We could do it, what with a location and support we can be all set!" cried Rowena desperatly. "It will be difficult for people such as ourselves to run a school," said Helga gently, "but please don't dismiss the idea of our own school so quickly. This could be something we can do."
The others sat in silence anxiously awaiting Salazar's response. With a forwn and a sigh he reluctantly said "Fine, I will give the school idea a chance" The others erupted in cheers and Helga gave him a big hug.
"Well were do we start?" asked Godric happily. "I suppose we should check out this castle first" said Salazar. "That's a good idea" said Rowena, "after all we can't hold classes without classes to hold them in."
This story is set 1048 before Hogwarts was created
Enjoy!
Hogwarts: A Beginning
"The position has been filled," said the grey witch from behind her desk.
"I'm sure it has," said Rowena pleadingly "but is there any other position available that I could apply for?"
The woman looked her up and down with disdain in her eyes. "Yes, well I'm afraid, there's nothing you're qualified for. Sorry."
Creastfallen Rowena meekly replied, "Thank you for your time."With that she turned around and stopped back out into the noise and confusion of Diagon Alley.
A young woman with a round face sat watching the crowd intently with large hazel eyes. She was sitting on a wide bench across the street from the store Rowena had just come from. Rowena strode over to the bench and sat down.
Still watching the passing people the woman asked: "So are you a new employee of Flourish and Blotts?"
Rowena sighed, "No, they said the position has been filled, which means...."
"Which means" the girl interrupted "that they wanted a man for the job."
"Exactly" replied Rowena. "I don't know what I'm going to Helga. I know the position wan't filled, that witch in there know but, still..." She stopped and tried to calm down. "It's plain discrimination that's what it is. I mean even in these modern times of 1048 they would rather have a poorly-trained wizard then a well-trained witch. This is why I suffered at Maurolayra?
Helga turned around and studied Rowena's face for a moment. "Not everyone is discriminative. Don't worry you'll find the job for you. You were second in our graduationg class from Maurolayra. You will be just fine."
Rowena smiled and gave Helga a big hug. "What would I do without thee?" "Shall we go and withdraw some money for later?" asked Helga hoping to change the subject. "Yes" said Rowena checking her magiacl watch "We are running late."
As the two young witches storde towards the gleaming, marbel building Helga reamarked, "I like the convinence of haveing the bank here where I do my shopping instead of in the middle of the dark forest."
At hearing this a nearby goblin scowled at the two.
With a giggle Rowena said "Yes so do I but the goblins certainly put up quite an argument about it. I remember the court proceedings took longer then it took to build the new Gringotts."
*
Signalling to the bartender for another round of beer, the yound wizard turned round to his companion.
"I cannot believe they're late. Again!" complained the first wizard. "I cannot believe that you are surprized by thier tardiness Godric" replied the second wizard calmly. "Well they did promise this time, Salazar and Helga usually keeps her word even if Rowena could never be on time if her life depended on it" said Godric, his brown eyes flashing. "Well take a raincheck on the heart attack you were just about to have, they have just arrived" said Salazar with a nod towards the door.
"Sorry, we're late" began Rowena breathlessly "But we got caught up at Diagon Alley..." "Shopping" finished Godric and Salazar.
Eyeing the packages in their hands Godric asked "Rowena, don't you think you have enough robes? I thought you said you were going to save a few galleons until you found a proper job?" "By the way how did the audition go?" asked Salazar.
"Not good. They told me the position has been filled" replied Rowena with a touch of meloncolly in her tone. Then brightening up she said "And by the way Godric, thses packages are not mine. I finally convinced Helga she needed something new to wear."
"Really" asked Godric with his eyes raised. "I do recall someone telling me that they would rather eat botobor pus before they would set foot in a dress shop to be primmed and pawned over like a doll. I can't seem to recall who that was. Do you know Helga?"
Sheepishly Helga said "I did say that and ment it, but Rowena convinced me that I should look professional for my new employment. I regretting the whole ordeal thought. My new robes cost 13 whole galleons!
"But they look beautiful on you, so the cost doesn't matter" said Rowena soothingly. "They are made of an earthy green fabric with a fitted bodice that looks wonderful on her and even brings out the green in her eyes." "I'm not worried about how I look, but it was one of the most expensive robes in the shop. 13 whole galleons. A month's salary, wasted!"
Rowena, Godric and Salazar laughed. Shaking his head Salazar exclaimed "You never change do you?"
Just then the bartender arrived with the tankards of beer for the boys and the girls placed thier order.
"Now that you know how our day progressed, how has your day been?" asked Helga. "Absolutely dreadful" said Godric. "To present date, Salazar and I have applied for eleven jobs between us and no one is interested in two wizards fresh from magic school. They are all demanding experience."
"Well at least they wait to ask fro your refrences before telling you they want someone different. Even the most menial teaching position I have applied for has turned me down just because I'm a woman. It's discrimination and that blundering Minister of ours shouldn't stand for it!" cried Rowena bitterly.
"There is plenty of people who are willing to give inexperienced wizards and witches a chance" said Helga firmly. "You three will all find places to work."
"I know what we should do" announced Salazar, "Start our own school." "Yes, and we could call it: Hogwarts a school for the magicly damned and we could teach it!" With that everyone burst out laughing. Everyone except Godric. He sat staring at his tankard lost in thought.
"You konw that's not a bad idea" said Godric quietly. "What is?" asked Rowena. "Do you mean Salazar's idea about a school?" "Yes!" exclaimed Godric. "We are all qualified, intelligent wizards and witches. Why not?"
The others sat staring at him in disbelief.
"One reason we shouldn't" began Helga. "Is because no one would come. Besides we don't have any experience in a classroom. Just because we did the extra teacher training at Maurolyra does not mean we are capable of running our own school."
Salazar nodded in agreement. "We are all extremly intelligent for our ages, but we don't konw the first thing about organizing a school, Godric. A school involves more then just teaching a class. It involves organizing the students, food, transportation not to mention someplace to hold the school in. Godric we jsut don't have that sort of money or, I hate to say this, experince.
"But we do! We do!" exlaimed Godric hsi eyes bright. "That old castle near my parents home is for sale and the owners have had so much, difficulty selling it they are offering it for 100 galleons. "100 galleons?" cried the others. "Yes, yes 100" said Godric, peering around the pub. "But keep your voices down."
"Do you know" began Rowena slowly, "I think we could do it. We have the knowledge and training, a location and as for understanding of how to run a school, my aunt in France has just been declared Headmistress of that rather new school "Beaubatons Academy". She could help us."
"And we certainly have enough money to purchase the castle" said Helga becoming excited. "We could snap it up quickly, before anyone else got to it. "Salazar, you're being unusually quiet" said Godric. "Penny for your thoughts."
"Well, although I do think that one day we could run our own school, I think that we just simply don't have the maturity to handle on right now" said Salazar quietly. "But, Salazar! We could do it, what with a location and support we can be all set!" cried Rowena desperatly. "It will be difficult for people such as ourselves to run a school," said Helga gently, "but please don't dismiss the idea of our own school so quickly. This could be something we can do."
The others sat in silence anxiously awaiting Salazar's response. With a forwn and a sigh he reluctantly said "Fine, I will give the school idea a chance" The others erupted in cheers and Helga gave him a big hug.
"Well were do we start?" asked Godric happily. "I suppose we should check out this castle first" said Salazar. "That's a good idea" said Rowena, "after all we can't hold classes without classes to hold them in."
