Leaving Illusions Behind
Written by Li Cruz
Intermission 3: Short Story - Salazar and Godric
Author's NOTE
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Okay, I think it will be 2 because no one is voting really on it. All well!
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The phoenix thrilled on his perch, glaring down the young brown-haired man wearing red and yellow. Godric Gryffindor was really starting to hate the firebird. And who in their right mind would keep an insane bird and name it Fawkes he mused. Granted playing that trick on the bird and his owner wasn't the best idea he's had.
That said owner walked into the room, yawning. The scrawny black-hair teen yawned into his hand. Godric smirked as Salazar Slytherin paused in mid step and shudder as he looked at Godric. Godric was distracted when Fawkes swooped down on Godric.
"Fawkes, knock it off." Salazar murmured as Godric yelled swears that won't be repeated here. Salazar sighed as Fawkes landed on his shoulder. "Why do you insist on attacking Godric?"
Fawkes cooed, nibbling Salazar's hair in response. Salazar sighed again before turning to Godric.
"What do you want, Gryffindor?" He watched Godric warily.
"I need to ask my cousin an itsy bitsy favor." Godric said fixing his coat.
"No." Salazar turned to leave.
Godric glared at the retreating back. Then he remembers what day was it. He taunted Salazar.
"Going to see your Muggle mommy?"
Salazar stopped, his eyes narrowed. He refused to drop to Godric's level.
"Yes." He continued.
"So you'll be in time for the meeting." Godric followed, his pale blue eyes glittered oddly.
"Yes, Gryffindor."
Godric smirked as they separated in the hall of the soon to be school.
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Salazar returned from his mother's grave in time to attend the meeting. He sighed listening to the trio discuss things. He insisted they include Mundane-born (he refuses to use the word muggleborn or Muggle) but Godric being the idiot pureblood he was refuse to move on the issue.
"So Salazar will get the dungeon dorms, while." Godric was saying.
"What? Don't I get a say in this?!" Salazar yelled.
The two women stared at the youngest founder down. Salazar sighed.
"Fine. Is there anything else worth me being here for? I have other thing to do you know."
Godric smirked again and said no. Salazar and Fawkes quickly disappeared.
Salazar a few minutes later was lounging in the secret chamber under Hogwarts. Fawkes was sitting on Salazar's chest. A small garter snake curled around his neck, absorbing his warmth. Salazar sighed.
[So what did he do this time, Sal?] The female snake hissed.
[Why the hell am I here if they don't need me to make bloody decisions?]
[Ah.] The snake ponders this for a moment. [I don't know.]
The trio was quiet for a moment, and then they heard it. The slither of a larger snake. Salazar sat up as Fawkes quickly took flight. The garter snake, Hope, curled tighter as they listened to what the other snake said.
[Mmmm, a foolisssh human and a bird. Nice sssnack.]
[It's a basilisk!] Hope hissed.
Salazar paled considerable. He was unable to talk a basilisk into not eating him or Fawkes or even Hope. They didn't listen to any Parse Tongue unless they could offer something in return or was extremely powerful. He didn't have anything or currently that powerful. He muttered a quick spell to seal the monster in the Chamber until he could deal with it. He quickly turned to Fawkes and grabbed Fawkes's tail. Fawkes, who could see the basilisk coming in for the kill, took flight. The trio could hear the shriek of rage when the basilisk found it couldn't leave or gave chase.
Salazar breathed hard as they landed back in the castle. Hope quickly disappeared. Rowena, Helga, and Godric raced over upon seeing them.
"What the hell is going on?" Godric demanded.
"Secret chamber...under...basilisk...almost died!" Salazar wheezed.
It took them a good five minutes to get the full story out of Salazar. By the end of it, Godric was beyond pissed. He slapped Salazar into the ground. Rowena and Helga back up. Godric was infamous for his temper. He dragged Salazar up by the collar. He ignored Fawkes's wing beating on his head as Salazar dangled.
"You think you are so clever, Mud blood. You disgust me. I'm ashamed to call you cousin." He snarled.
Salazar by now had lost all patience. "Why? Because I refused to be snake food! It's you who should be ashamed. You treat Mundanes like they're lower than dirt. And what about Mundane-born? I happen to be one too."
That was as far as Salazar got before Godric slammed him into the ground.
"So, what? Your house is going to prize itself on cleverness and welcome Muggleborn!?"
Salazar nodded as he wheezed. "Someone has to give them a chance. You won't."
Godric snarled again as he let go of Salazar. He stalked off. Before he did though, he turned to Salazar.
"You can have that but you better never return to the Secret Chamber."
"What about the basilisk?"
Godric snorted. "It'll die off. It's trapped. No way out."
When Godric was gone, Salazar looked up at two other founders. He found no comfort there. Salazar sighed as he stood up. Fawkes glaring at the women took his seat on Salazar's should. He crooned, trying to comfort Salazar as they walked to the dungeons.
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As you and I know, things changed over the years. The house of Slytherin became known for their dark pureblood wizards and Voldemort. All wizards think Salazar was a dark wizard who hated muggleborn. Ironic isn't it? Well, they can blame Godric. Godric destroyed all their journals after Salazar mysteriously disappeared from history. Is Salazar Slytherin, the supposed true Dark Lord, dead from accident or murder? Perhaps that answer lays in Hogwarts itself or perhaps Fawkes knows. But all I know is Fawkes isn't talking...
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Next on Leaving Illusion Behind:
Chapter 12: Stalking the Triplets
Written by Li Cruz
Intermission 3: Short Story - Salazar and Godric
Author's NOTE
Current Poll Count…
Dimensions
1. Quatre's Home (1)
2. Gundam Wing (1)*
3. Legend of Mana (0)*
4. Zelda/Hyrule (0)
5. Other (0)
Okay, I think it will be 2 because no one is voting really on it. All well!
*Author is leaning to…
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The phoenix thrilled on his perch, glaring down the young brown-haired man wearing red and yellow. Godric Gryffindor was really starting to hate the firebird. And who in their right mind would keep an insane bird and name it Fawkes he mused. Granted playing that trick on the bird and his owner wasn't the best idea he's had.
That said owner walked into the room, yawning. The scrawny black-hair teen yawned into his hand. Godric smirked as Salazar Slytherin paused in mid step and shudder as he looked at Godric. Godric was distracted when Fawkes swooped down on Godric.
"Fawkes, knock it off." Salazar murmured as Godric yelled swears that won't be repeated here. Salazar sighed as Fawkes landed on his shoulder. "Why do you insist on attacking Godric?"
Fawkes cooed, nibbling Salazar's hair in response. Salazar sighed again before turning to Godric.
"What do you want, Gryffindor?" He watched Godric warily.
"I need to ask my cousin an itsy bitsy favor." Godric said fixing his coat.
"No." Salazar turned to leave.
Godric glared at the retreating back. Then he remembers what day was it. He taunted Salazar.
"Going to see your Muggle mommy?"
Salazar stopped, his eyes narrowed. He refused to drop to Godric's level.
"Yes." He continued.
"So you'll be in time for the meeting." Godric followed, his pale blue eyes glittered oddly.
"Yes, Gryffindor."
Godric smirked as they separated in the hall of the soon to be school.
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Salazar returned from his mother's grave in time to attend the meeting. He sighed listening to the trio discuss things. He insisted they include Mundane-born (he refuses to use the word muggleborn or Muggle) but Godric being the idiot pureblood he was refuse to move on the issue.
"So Salazar will get the dungeon dorms, while." Godric was saying.
"What? Don't I get a say in this?!" Salazar yelled.
The two women stared at the youngest founder down. Salazar sighed.
"Fine. Is there anything else worth me being here for? I have other thing to do you know."
Godric smirked again and said no. Salazar and Fawkes quickly disappeared.
Salazar a few minutes later was lounging in the secret chamber under Hogwarts. Fawkes was sitting on Salazar's chest. A small garter snake curled around his neck, absorbing his warmth. Salazar sighed.
[So what did he do this time, Sal?] The female snake hissed.
[Why the hell am I here if they don't need me to make bloody decisions?]
[Ah.] The snake ponders this for a moment. [I don't know.]
The trio was quiet for a moment, and then they heard it. The slither of a larger snake. Salazar sat up as Fawkes quickly took flight. The garter snake, Hope, curled tighter as they listened to what the other snake said.
[Mmmm, a foolisssh human and a bird. Nice sssnack.]
[It's a basilisk!] Hope hissed.
Salazar paled considerable. He was unable to talk a basilisk into not eating him or Fawkes or even Hope. They didn't listen to any Parse Tongue unless they could offer something in return or was extremely powerful. He didn't have anything or currently that powerful. He muttered a quick spell to seal the monster in the Chamber until he could deal with it. He quickly turned to Fawkes and grabbed Fawkes's tail. Fawkes, who could see the basilisk coming in for the kill, took flight. The trio could hear the shriek of rage when the basilisk found it couldn't leave or gave chase.
Salazar breathed hard as they landed back in the castle. Hope quickly disappeared. Rowena, Helga, and Godric raced over upon seeing them.
"What the hell is going on?" Godric demanded.
"Secret chamber...under...basilisk...almost died!" Salazar wheezed.
It took them a good five minutes to get the full story out of Salazar. By the end of it, Godric was beyond pissed. He slapped Salazar into the ground. Rowena and Helga back up. Godric was infamous for his temper. He dragged Salazar up by the collar. He ignored Fawkes's wing beating on his head as Salazar dangled.
"You think you are so clever, Mud blood. You disgust me. I'm ashamed to call you cousin." He snarled.
Salazar by now had lost all patience. "Why? Because I refused to be snake food! It's you who should be ashamed. You treat Mundanes like they're lower than dirt. And what about Mundane-born? I happen to be one too."
That was as far as Salazar got before Godric slammed him into the ground.
"So, what? Your house is going to prize itself on cleverness and welcome Muggleborn!?"
Salazar nodded as he wheezed. "Someone has to give them a chance. You won't."
Godric snarled again as he let go of Salazar. He stalked off. Before he did though, he turned to Salazar.
"You can have that but you better never return to the Secret Chamber."
"What about the basilisk?"
Godric snorted. "It'll die off. It's trapped. No way out."
When Godric was gone, Salazar looked up at two other founders. He found no comfort there. Salazar sighed as he stood up. Fawkes glaring at the women took his seat on Salazar's should. He crooned, trying to comfort Salazar as they walked to the dungeons.
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As you and I know, things changed over the years. The house of Slytherin became known for their dark pureblood wizards and Voldemort. All wizards think Salazar was a dark wizard who hated muggleborn. Ironic isn't it? Well, they can blame Godric. Godric destroyed all their journals after Salazar mysteriously disappeared from history. Is Salazar Slytherin, the supposed true Dark Lord, dead from accident or murder? Perhaps that answer lays in Hogwarts itself or perhaps Fawkes knows. But all I know is Fawkes isn't talking...
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Next on Leaving Illusion Behind:
Chapter 12: Stalking the Triplets
