AN: a bit of a history lesson

Disclaimer: I ain't rich enough to own Harry Potter :(

Chapter 13

It was three days to Christmas and Hermione and Draco were now officially together just not many people knew. Though they made massive effort to see each other as much as possible the holidays were upon them and the work of the year had to be finished.

Hogwarts was haywire. Children were running around looking for lost clothes, books, shoes; professors were trying to calm the students down while trying to finish the school curriculum before the break.

Hermione had her own packing to do. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled finally she wasn't going to be alone for Christmas, she was staying with Ginny this Christmas.

After Hermione finished most of her packing she got bored so she sat near the entrance of her room and stared up at Salazar slytherin's painting. Salazar looked back and said "what?!"

"Tell me a story"

"What? Why?"

"I'm bored"

"Fine what do you want me to tell you about?"

"Helga Hufflepuff"

"Why?"

"I don't know anything about her"

"God this is so pointless"

"Please" Hermione begged.

"Fine. Do you want to see her picture?"

"Yea"

"Wait one minute"

Hermione waited and took the opportunity to look at Salazar's background. It was a room decorated in green and silver with a picture of three women at the back one of which she recognised as Rowena ravenclaw but one really caught her eye. It was a picture of a woman with long platinum hair pale complexion and icy blue eyes. The name below it read Dominique Malfoi.

Hermione smiled and moved closer towards the painting and asked, "your Salazar's wife aren't you?"

"Yes" she smiled "but he didn't love me he loved Rowena ravenclaw but was forced to marry me by his family."

"Did you love him?"

"No. I loved a muggle but by my family name I was not allowed to have such a relationship with a muggle. I must stop speaking to you Salazar is coming back, it was very nice to talk to you."

"And you." She waved and ran out of her picture.

Two seconds later Salazar came back in to the picture dragging a woman with bright red hair. She looked exactly like Ginny.

The woman smiled at her and said "Salazar tells me that you want to here the story of my life."

Hermione nodded.

The woman sounded nothing like the girl though. She had a soft and comforting voice "Ok here goes. When I was about your age I fell in love with a man who was a close friend of Salazar. My family didn't want us together because he was a close friend of Salazar the thought that made him an evil man and to make things worse I was already engaged to a man that I cared nothing about. So I had a secret affair with him at his castle called Hogwarts. We made a room called the room of requirement were we would stay with each other's company days on end. When I got pregnant my family sought revenge on the man and killed him and they forced me to abort my child while they covered up the affair."

"Oh my word."

"I married the man I was engaged to and I was alone remembering the painful memory of the other man I had fallen in love with."

Hermione looked up sadly at her. "What happened when you and this other man got married?"

"I bore him four children; two of them physically disabled, I still loved them. Twelve years after my marriage; me and my closest friends Salazar, godric and Rowena the school in this castle. Salazar knew the castle better than me and showed us around. We started teaching witches and wizards from all over Britain from ages 11- 18. I taught herbolgy, medicine, history of magic and divination, Salazar taught dark arts Defence against the dark arts and quidditch, Rowena taught arithamcy, ancient runes and muggle studies and godric taught charms, transfiguration and potions. Things between me and the other houses were great. But soon tension started to rise between Rowena and Salazar. They had been in love, but when his family heard about the news they saw it as a disgrace. They saw muggles, muggleborns and halfbloods as dirt and to be treated as such. Rowena knew that Salazar had too much pride of his family heritage and that he would not give it up, so she married godric. This was when Salazar openly expressed his new point of view on muggleborns. When we started getting angry at Salazar for being extremely offensive to some of the muggleborn students Salazar saw it as a conspiracy against him and set a basilisk on the majority of the muggleborn community within the school successfully killing 12 student. We had had enough and we sent Salazar away from the castle, which started the Great War, in which all my children and husband was killed by Salazar's supporters. Finally after twenty year of war Salazar became extremely ill and his followers left him. So we visited him before he died. Godric came up with the idea to put our opinions into his hat so our school could carry on working. Finally as Salazar's last ounce of life edged away from him he embraced us all one by one and held Rowena last. His last words changed my opinion on him completely, he whispered in Rowena's ear that he loved her and then with the last bit of life he had left he kissed her and died on her lips and in her arms she whispered back 'I love you too Salazar please don't go please.' Rowena became deeply distressed after his death and became ill herself. Before she died she requested that her and Salazar to be buried near the tree closest to the cliff of the lake, where they shared their first kiss and there they remain till this day."

Salazar interrupted "look carefully on the bottom of the tree look what's inscribed upon it."

Helga carried on "godric soon left the castle so I had to look after the school myself and allowed the hat to sort the children in to there respected houses. Rumour has it that werewolves murdered godric, but I am not so sure. I died inside the castle in the bed of my loved one of old age. I remembered the days that I died how I would to talk to his portraits and tell him how I would join him soon and how much I missed him and he would tell me the same thing. I also requested were I wanted to buried in the middle of the courtyard were the fountain is that's where his tomb is and mine also. Now we are together for eternity not in life but in death. I died aged sixty three and that is my story."

"Thank you for telling me."

Salazar spoke "come on get ready your leaving tomorrow."

"One minute." Hermione waved her wand and all her stuff ended up in the truck neatly.

"Smart-ass"

"I know, goodnight." She smirked at him

He smirked right back "Goodnight miss granger."

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