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Okay, I guess I should have warned earlier that this is a Salazar/Rowena fic! Want it changed? (evil grin) Then review for your preferred pairing!!! Hehe. On with the story! Oh there's one minor change. I have managed to steal not only the founder's mail but also their DIARIES!!! MUAAHAHHA! No, this isn't going to be a Dear Diary fic, but there will be a few entries thrown it. Hope you don't get to confused as to who is writing what! ;p Take is as a guessing game!
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To my fellow Founders,
Salutations and greetings! I am writing to proudly declare that the unintentional destruction of the left-wing wall has been unduly repaired. It looks better than before and Salazar has added a few snake motives to the general design. I know, I know, I did try to protest such sacrilege on everyone's behalf but you know our dear Sally's obsession with those funny creatures. Snake painting here, snake doorknob there; snake goblet; snake statues; snake everything. sigh, no imagination that wizard. Anyway, to commemorate this grandiose occasion I must suggest we visit the One Broomstick in Hogsmeade! We could all use a good unwind while all the students are busy burying their heads in last minute cramming. Ah, pre- final exam night - such bliss and quiet! What do you all say? Hmm??
Godric Gryffindor
Head of the House of Gryffindor
Multi-Animagi Anonymous!
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My friend Godric and Slytherin,
I am glad to hear that the wall is finally fixed. Let that be a lesson to you both that fireballs should not be cast indoors! What kind of example are you setting for the students?? Honestly! That is the exact reason they are so coy to try out all sorts of dangerous spells without thinking of the consequences! Also Slytherin, you must put more emphasis on non-offensive magic! Some of the poor students were just trying to practice their spell casting but all they know are those horrible 'obliterate everything in their path' kind of spells. Teach them less destructive spells for crying out loud! The dorm still reeks of noxious fumes due to your last Poisonous Smog homework!
Yours truly, Helga
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Sweet Helga,
Do not get your robes all in a bunch now over Salazar. I will talk to him (again) if you like. But see it in his point of view, he just wants the students to know how to defend themselves. albeit I must admit knowing how to destroy everything in a ten feet radius using a single hex is a little extreme.
Sincerely, Godric Gryffindor
P.S Why do you make it sound like *I* am somehow responsible for the annihilation of the left-wing wall?!? It was *Salazar's* fireball after all!
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To Hufflepluff,
Firstly, I would like to state that the left-wing wall was not my fault. Godric ducked. If he was man enough to stand his ground then it would not have hit the wall. I must be rubbing off on him. Curse it. I have heard your request for a change in topic and it has been duly taken note off. What do you wish me to teach them next Semester? How to make feathers float perhaps?? Oooh or how to change the color of your hair! That will be SO useful to them the next time they are confronted by a horde of filthy Muggles out to burn them alive.
Salazar Slytherin
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Dear diary,
ARHHHHHHHH!!! HOW I HATE THAT SLYTHERIN GIT!!!! Calm down Helga, calm down, think of badgers! Think of badgers! THINK OF NICE PRETTY BADGERS!!!!
Helga
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To all my friends,
So what is the news? Shall we be going to Hogsmeade?
Rowena Ravenclaw
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Fair Rowena,
Of course we are! I shall go fetch Helga and you go drag dear Salazar out of his creepy dungeon! Agreed?? We will meet in the dining chamber before flying over to Hogsmeade.
Godric Gryffindor
Head of the house of Gryffindor
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To Godric,
I cannot agree! Please can it be the other way around?? Besides, his dungeon is closer to you! Can you not go to him yourself while I find Helga?? PLEASE??
Rowena
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Dear Rowena,
What is the matter with you? Just a quick stop at Salazar's chamber is not that much of a distance. Do you not WANT to go?? Hmm??
Godric
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Sir Gryffindor! I do not like the tone you are implying... besides... his chamber has... snakes. MILLIONS of snakes! More snakes than you could ever imagine! That room is practically INFESTED with those... those slithering slimy creatures! I - I do NOT like snakes! Not at all! I am terrified to death of them! How could Salazar even share the same room with them?? He even allows them on his BED!
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Dear diary,
My recent attempt at being Hogwarts' Greatest Matchmaker has come to a hard block. Apparently the fair Rowena has a strange fear of snakes! Curious is it not?? Snake-boy shall be crushed. Must think of cunning way around it! My plan so far has been to charge into his chamber and kill all the snakes with my trusty blade! However, I do not think Snake-boy shall appreciate it. Curse it! I guess people shall not remember me for being the most cunning of wizards. Hmm. I should actually ask Snake-boy for a plan. He usually comes of with the best ones. But the mere mention of Rowena's name sets him in this odd blushing and denial mode. Must think of subtle way to ask him how to match make the two of them together without mentioning Rowena's name. Gah! But I am not known for being subtle. This seems bleak! But in the words of sweet Helga: "Never give up!" Nyahah! Can't wait to go to One Broomstick! Have not had decent Burning Ogre Ale in weeks! Am starting to suspect that the recent Rule No. 1827 created by Helga and later amended by Snake-Boy: 'No Drinking Within School Confines - That Means You Godric' was somehow targeted at ME! But is this being overly suspicious?? No... I should have an open mind to things. Must go now to drag Snake-Boy out of snake-infested dungeon! Tata!
G.G
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To Evan,
The four of us are going out to the One Broomstick so as the first and oldest student in Hogwarts you have the privilege of being left in charge during our absence. I would appreciate if you be discreet about this because I do not want any unfortunate mishaps to occur. Master Ravenclaw would like to remind everyone to finish their revisions while Master Hufflepuff wants everyone to be in bed by the first candle mark. Understood?
Master Gryffindor
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Dear Master Gryffindor,
I honestly do not think anyone will notice. Too much revision... weak and dying. Morgana is still struggling with Master Slytherin's Snake's Hiss spell; Nimbus is shifting between revision and working on his latest broomstick; Quinton is buried under a pile of books; Diagon is crying - something about the spells being too hard and how she is going to flunk Master Slytherin's test; and Lupin has already fallen asleep. I'm glad I have Fawkes to keep me awake - he'll nip at my ear every time I start to doze. Too much revision! Have fun anyways.
Evan D.
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To Evan,
Verily then Evan, we are leaving now. Remember, bed by the first candle mark!
Master Gryffindor
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//The Four Founders leave for the One Broomstick\\
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//The NEXT morning! YUP! You read that right, the NEXT morning! I'm gonna be mean and NOT tell you what happened! But let's take a peek into their diaries eh?? :D\\
Dear diary,
Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh NOOO!!! The greatest tragedy has struck me and I am powerless to act!! Curse Godric and his vile drinks! OH NO. oh no. What happened?? WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT?!?! I cannot recall, for the dear life of me I cannot recall those past events! I tried all sorts of spells but the gap remains a void - taunting me in my numbness and desperation for an answer! I remember struggling to find a table; the One Broomstick was quite full. I remember how Salazar looked at me - or more exactly - how he did NOT look at me! Was my letter wrong then??? I knew it was the moment I clipped it to beak of that owl! But oh I could not get that letter back! And Salazar has read it! And now he ignores my gaze! WHY?? WHY??? Cold and empty my mind feels - a gnawing abyss that threatens my sheer sanity! WHAT HAPPENED NEXT?!? Why is my mind but a blank??? WHY??? Curse that vile brew that I foolishly drank! Never again should such a horrid concoction should EVER be downed! Oh but bitter tears now I can only spring and my heart can only be plagued by guilt - such intense guilt that I feel like I am suffocating! This - This emptiness is too much to bear! I have never experience such chilling blankness! NO!!! NO!! I CANNOT ACCEPT THIS! Knowledge is the key; it is the beacon that I follow! All the time, my mind is filled with information; solutions; answers; facts; MEMORIES!!! But now. NOW I DO NOT HAVE ANY! Not a shred of memory or a hint of fact! MY world is dark and this blankness is a bane and a poison! I MUST find out what happened last night! I must... this . this. feeling of. NOT KNOWING SOMETHING... IS UNBEARABLE!!!!!
ROWENA
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Dear diary,
//badly scrawled handwriting\\ Head hurts. can't write. Where is mah wand??
G.G
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Dear diary,
Okay, I have discovered my wand! Yeah! Last night must have been a wondrous drinking experience for I can remember absolutely NOTHING! Well, actually I do remember seeing this really pretty lass with hair of ebony and eyes of emeralds... but that was besides the point. I COULD DRINK AGAIN! WAHHOO!!! But I guess I went a bit overboard. It is not my fault I was having withdrawal symptoms! Ah ~ Burning Ogre Ale... spills down your throat and shoots back up to your skull! FANTASTIC experience. Snake-boy drawled something about brain-cells and reasons why I am the way I am. Wonder what he means. Anyways, I must admit I lost track of the true reason we were at the One Broomstick. Hex it! But it was not fully my fault the whole endeavor was wasted! Those two just refused to talk! Rowena kept glancing at Salazar, waiting for him to say something but Salazar kept on starring at his drink. Sigh, not the brightest of wizards that guy. So to liven things up a little I challenged Rowena to a drinking match! I honestly did not expect her to accept!! I was just trying to coax Snake-Boy into protesting or at least, opening his mouth! Well was Rowena fast, she just grabbed that tankard and downed it in one swing! Great Galloping Grippies! I did NOT see that coming from Lady Rowena of Ravenclaw Keep! Well, can't elaborate much for my memory gets awfully fuzzy there. Hmm. I wonder who that lady in emerald was?
G.G
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Dear diary,
I am much more collected now as some vague snatches have come back. In my previous entry I was just too astonished to find myself in my bed this morning when last I recalled I was still in the One Broomstick - drowning my sorrows in a tankard of evil brew (curse the invention of such a vile concoction!). I guess I must have teleported myself home - but... but I still cannot shake of this nagging feeling as that prospect seems rather unlikely. Y-Yet what other notions could there be?? I MUST have brought myself back! Un-Unless someone... NO! No I must have made it back on my own! I - I could NOT have been brought back by someone else. That would mean... I am in my bedroom... which means. I have no memory of the past night... which would mean...!!!! NOOO!!! IT COULD NOT!!! NO! NO! NO!!! Helga... YES HELGA must have brought me back! Where was Helga in all of this?!? I MUST seek her out now!!!
Rowena
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Dear diary,
I do not know what is wrong with me! That girl! That black haired girl of emerald! She haunts me! I cannot get her out of my mind! What is wrong with me?? I cannot concentrate! Her... her face (though blurred by ale as it may be) it is constantly on my mind! I feel dizzy... my heart feels a strange longing... what is wrong with me?? Am I ill?? Did I drink too much?!?! WHY IS SHE PLAGUING MY EVERY CONSCIOUS THOUGHT?!?! My every dream! WHY?!? Emerald lady, will I ever see you again?? I must ask Helga if she has seen her! Where was Helga in all of this?!
G.G
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Okay, I guess I should have warned earlier that this is a Salazar/Rowena fic! Want it changed? (evil grin) Then review for your preferred pairing!!! Hehe. On with the story! Oh there's one minor change. I have managed to steal not only the founder's mail but also their DIARIES!!! MUAAHAHHA! No, this isn't going to be a Dear Diary fic, but there will be a few entries thrown it. Hope you don't get to confused as to who is writing what! ;p Take is as a guessing game!
~*~
To my fellow Founders,
Salutations and greetings! I am writing to proudly declare that the unintentional destruction of the left-wing wall has been unduly repaired. It looks better than before and Salazar has added a few snake motives to the general design. I know, I know, I did try to protest such sacrilege on everyone's behalf but you know our dear Sally's obsession with those funny creatures. Snake painting here, snake doorknob there; snake goblet; snake statues; snake everything. sigh, no imagination that wizard. Anyway, to commemorate this grandiose occasion I must suggest we visit the One Broomstick in Hogsmeade! We could all use a good unwind while all the students are busy burying their heads in last minute cramming. Ah, pre- final exam night - such bliss and quiet! What do you all say? Hmm??
Godric Gryffindor
Head of the House of Gryffindor
Multi-Animagi Anonymous!
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My friend Godric and Slytherin,
I am glad to hear that the wall is finally fixed. Let that be a lesson to you both that fireballs should not be cast indoors! What kind of example are you setting for the students?? Honestly! That is the exact reason they are so coy to try out all sorts of dangerous spells without thinking of the consequences! Also Slytherin, you must put more emphasis on non-offensive magic! Some of the poor students were just trying to practice their spell casting but all they know are those horrible 'obliterate everything in their path' kind of spells. Teach them less destructive spells for crying out loud! The dorm still reeks of noxious fumes due to your last Poisonous Smog homework!
Yours truly, Helga
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Sweet Helga,
Do not get your robes all in a bunch now over Salazar. I will talk to him (again) if you like. But see it in his point of view, he just wants the students to know how to defend themselves. albeit I must admit knowing how to destroy everything in a ten feet radius using a single hex is a little extreme.
Sincerely, Godric Gryffindor
P.S Why do you make it sound like *I* am somehow responsible for the annihilation of the left-wing wall?!? It was *Salazar's* fireball after all!
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To Hufflepluff,
Firstly, I would like to state that the left-wing wall was not my fault. Godric ducked. If he was man enough to stand his ground then it would not have hit the wall. I must be rubbing off on him. Curse it. I have heard your request for a change in topic and it has been duly taken note off. What do you wish me to teach them next Semester? How to make feathers float perhaps?? Oooh or how to change the color of your hair! That will be SO useful to them the next time they are confronted by a horde of filthy Muggles out to burn them alive.
Salazar Slytherin
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Dear diary,
ARHHHHHHHH!!! HOW I HATE THAT SLYTHERIN GIT!!!! Calm down Helga, calm down, think of badgers! Think of badgers! THINK OF NICE PRETTY BADGERS!!!!
Helga
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To all my friends,
So what is the news? Shall we be going to Hogsmeade?
Rowena Ravenclaw
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Fair Rowena,
Of course we are! I shall go fetch Helga and you go drag dear Salazar out of his creepy dungeon! Agreed?? We will meet in the dining chamber before flying over to Hogsmeade.
Godric Gryffindor
Head of the house of Gryffindor
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To Godric,
I cannot agree! Please can it be the other way around?? Besides, his dungeon is closer to you! Can you not go to him yourself while I find Helga?? PLEASE??
Rowena
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Dear Rowena,
What is the matter with you? Just a quick stop at Salazar's chamber is not that much of a distance. Do you not WANT to go?? Hmm??
Godric
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Sir Gryffindor! I do not like the tone you are implying... besides... his chamber has... snakes. MILLIONS of snakes! More snakes than you could ever imagine! That room is practically INFESTED with those... those slithering slimy creatures! I - I do NOT like snakes! Not at all! I am terrified to death of them! How could Salazar even share the same room with them?? He even allows them on his BED!
~*~
Dear diary,
My recent attempt at being Hogwarts' Greatest Matchmaker has come to a hard block. Apparently the fair Rowena has a strange fear of snakes! Curious is it not?? Snake-boy shall be crushed. Must think of cunning way around it! My plan so far has been to charge into his chamber and kill all the snakes with my trusty blade! However, I do not think Snake-boy shall appreciate it. Curse it! I guess people shall not remember me for being the most cunning of wizards. Hmm. I should actually ask Snake-boy for a plan. He usually comes of with the best ones. But the mere mention of Rowena's name sets him in this odd blushing and denial mode. Must think of subtle way to ask him how to match make the two of them together without mentioning Rowena's name. Gah! But I am not known for being subtle. This seems bleak! But in the words of sweet Helga: "Never give up!" Nyahah! Can't wait to go to One Broomstick! Have not had decent Burning Ogre Ale in weeks! Am starting to suspect that the recent Rule No. 1827 created by Helga and later amended by Snake-Boy: 'No Drinking Within School Confines - That Means You Godric' was somehow targeted at ME! But is this being overly suspicious?? No... I should have an open mind to things. Must go now to drag Snake-Boy out of snake-infested dungeon! Tata!
G.G
~*~
To Evan,
The four of us are going out to the One Broomstick so as the first and oldest student in Hogwarts you have the privilege of being left in charge during our absence. I would appreciate if you be discreet about this because I do not want any unfortunate mishaps to occur. Master Ravenclaw would like to remind everyone to finish their revisions while Master Hufflepuff wants everyone to be in bed by the first candle mark. Understood?
Master Gryffindor
~*~
Dear Master Gryffindor,
I honestly do not think anyone will notice. Too much revision... weak and dying. Morgana is still struggling with Master Slytherin's Snake's Hiss spell; Nimbus is shifting between revision and working on his latest broomstick; Quinton is buried under a pile of books; Diagon is crying - something about the spells being too hard and how she is going to flunk Master Slytherin's test; and Lupin has already fallen asleep. I'm glad I have Fawkes to keep me awake - he'll nip at my ear every time I start to doze. Too much revision! Have fun anyways.
Evan D.
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To Evan,
Verily then Evan, we are leaving now. Remember, bed by the first candle mark!
Master Gryffindor
~*~
//The Four Founders leave for the One Broomstick\\
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//The NEXT morning! YUP! You read that right, the NEXT morning! I'm gonna be mean and NOT tell you what happened! But let's take a peek into their diaries eh?? :D\\
Dear diary,
Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh NOOO!!! The greatest tragedy has struck me and I am powerless to act!! Curse Godric and his vile drinks! OH NO. oh no. What happened?? WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT?!?! I cannot recall, for the dear life of me I cannot recall those past events! I tried all sorts of spells but the gap remains a void - taunting me in my numbness and desperation for an answer! I remember struggling to find a table; the One Broomstick was quite full. I remember how Salazar looked at me - or more exactly - how he did NOT look at me! Was my letter wrong then??? I knew it was the moment I clipped it to beak of that owl! But oh I could not get that letter back! And Salazar has read it! And now he ignores my gaze! WHY?? WHY??? Cold and empty my mind feels - a gnawing abyss that threatens my sheer sanity! WHAT HAPPENED NEXT?!? Why is my mind but a blank??? WHY??? Curse that vile brew that I foolishly drank! Never again should such a horrid concoction should EVER be downed! Oh but bitter tears now I can only spring and my heart can only be plagued by guilt - such intense guilt that I feel like I am suffocating! This - This emptiness is too much to bear! I have never experience such chilling blankness! NO!!! NO!! I CANNOT ACCEPT THIS! Knowledge is the key; it is the beacon that I follow! All the time, my mind is filled with information; solutions; answers; facts; MEMORIES!!! But now. NOW I DO NOT HAVE ANY! Not a shred of memory or a hint of fact! MY world is dark and this blankness is a bane and a poison! I MUST find out what happened last night! I must... this . this. feeling of. NOT KNOWING SOMETHING... IS UNBEARABLE!!!!!
ROWENA
~*~
Dear diary,
//badly scrawled handwriting\\ Head hurts. can't write. Where is mah wand??
G.G
~*~
Dear diary,
Okay, I have discovered my wand! Yeah! Last night must have been a wondrous drinking experience for I can remember absolutely NOTHING! Well, actually I do remember seeing this really pretty lass with hair of ebony and eyes of emeralds... but that was besides the point. I COULD DRINK AGAIN! WAHHOO!!! But I guess I went a bit overboard. It is not my fault I was having withdrawal symptoms! Ah ~ Burning Ogre Ale... spills down your throat and shoots back up to your skull! FANTASTIC experience. Snake-boy drawled something about brain-cells and reasons why I am the way I am. Wonder what he means. Anyways, I must admit I lost track of the true reason we were at the One Broomstick. Hex it! But it was not fully my fault the whole endeavor was wasted! Those two just refused to talk! Rowena kept glancing at Salazar, waiting for him to say something but Salazar kept on starring at his drink. Sigh, not the brightest of wizards that guy. So to liven things up a little I challenged Rowena to a drinking match! I honestly did not expect her to accept!! I was just trying to coax Snake-Boy into protesting or at least, opening his mouth! Well was Rowena fast, she just grabbed that tankard and downed it in one swing! Great Galloping Grippies! I did NOT see that coming from Lady Rowena of Ravenclaw Keep! Well, can't elaborate much for my memory gets awfully fuzzy there. Hmm. I wonder who that lady in emerald was?
G.G
~*~
Dear diary,
I am much more collected now as some vague snatches have come back. In my previous entry I was just too astonished to find myself in my bed this morning when last I recalled I was still in the One Broomstick - drowning my sorrows in a tankard of evil brew (curse the invention of such a vile concoction!). I guess I must have teleported myself home - but... but I still cannot shake of this nagging feeling as that prospect seems rather unlikely. Y-Yet what other notions could there be?? I MUST have brought myself back! Un-Unless someone... NO! No I must have made it back on my own! I - I could NOT have been brought back by someone else. That would mean... I am in my bedroom... which means. I have no memory of the past night... which would mean...!!!! NOOO!!! IT COULD NOT!!! NO! NO! NO!!! Helga... YES HELGA must have brought me back! Where was Helga in all of this?!? I MUST seek her out now!!!
Rowena
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Dear diary,
I do not know what is wrong with me! That girl! That black haired girl of emerald! She haunts me! I cannot get her out of my mind! What is wrong with me?? I cannot concentrate! Her... her face (though blurred by ale as it may be) it is constantly on my mind! I feel dizzy... my heart feels a strange longing... what is wrong with me?? Am I ill?? Did I drink too much?!?! WHY IS SHE PLAGUING MY EVERY CONSCIOUS THOUGHT?!?! My every dream! WHY?!? Emerald lady, will I ever see you again?? I must ask Helga if she has seen her! Where was Helga in all of this?!
G.G
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