Chapter Five- The Other Diary

When they came in the common room that night with broad grins on their faces that were wiped away at the sight of a fuming Ronald Weasley.

"WHERE HAVE YOU TWO BEEN?"

"Ron we have Ravenclaw's Diary we went to get it that's why we were gone." Harry explained.

Ron grinned and said "Let's open it then."

Hello Rowena, I'm Hermione Granger and I was wondering if you could tell me something about yourself and the founders?

Sure, We each have a chamber but I'm guessing you already knew that well we each have a special stone in our chamber but you will not be able to find them unless you get all the diaries and these stones will help our heirs defeat the darkest wizard to ever come that's all I can say but I can show you more would you like to see?

Sure!

And Harry, Hermione, and Ron were again sucked into the diary.

They bounced onto a grassy plain where the three founders were standing together and each examining a sharp stone tied around their necks.

"I got mine from my mum she said that it was from my dad but I never knew him, he died when I was 1 years old." Godric Gryffindor replied looking intently at the jagged red ruby around his neck. "She used to tell me that when he died he told her that someday this stone would help kill evil forever."

"My mum and dad would tell me the same thing but I was little and thought they were being silly." Rowena Ravenclaw said while staring at the skillfully carved blue sapphire around her neck. "But now that doesn't seem so silly."

"Mine was from my Grandfather he used to tell me stories about how he used to be in a bad position and his emotion took him away from the problem and he always knew it had to do with the stone." Helga Hufflepuff said wistfully as if she was talking to herself looking down at her intricately carved gold citrine around her neck. "Oh how I miss him now."

"Well if we can't kill evil then we'll just hand it down like our ancestors did and evil will someday be vanquished." Godric exclaimed proudly as Harry, Hermione, and Ron were whisked away to a new memory.

They silently landed outside the chambers and watched the three founders.

They each silently untied the stones from around their necks and held them in their hand for one last time.

"Do we have to, Godric?" Rowena exclaimed, "I feel like I'm betraying my family."

"Yes, we do, please don't back down now." Godric softly spoke

"But Godric this is the last memory I have of my family, what will I do?" Helga wept.

"None of us have family anymore because of evil, Salazar killed them, he was evil, if you want to avenge your family then you will comply with me and throw them into your chamber and never see them again." He glared fiercely at them like they were betraying him.

Finally they all took one last look at them and threw them into their respective chambers.

Godric withdrew a knife from the inside of his robe and extended his arm over his chamber. He took the knife and put it to the palm of his hand and slowly but surely swept it over his palm and a deep cut lay in its place. He turned his palm toward his chamber and watched as one drop of blood slowly dripped into his chamber.

He handed it over to Rowena and she, just as slow as Godric, swept it over her palm. She turned her head away from her hand and turned her palm towards her chamber and just one drop of blood dripped increasingly slow from her palm.

When finished she handed it over to Helga who shut her eyes tightly and put the blade to her hand. Everyone else watched as the one drop of blood slowly dripped off her hand.

"WHY…OH WHY!" Both women wept together as Godric came over and slowly rubbed their backs as silent tears streamed down his old face.

Hermione was crying with them as the trio was swept off their feet to a new memory.

Rowena was dodging spells of different colors left and right. She would, once and a while, swiftly throw curses back at them. But out of nowhere, literally, two green beams of light came charging at her from the back and she couldn't see them and she turned around just in time to get hit by both of them square in the chest. But right before she got hit she whispered:

"Sorry Godric." Her breath only fog in the cold nights air and at once she crumbled to the ground unceremoniously eyes wide open from the shock of getting hit with the dreadful killing curse.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron were once again thrown out of the diary and Harry held Hermione as she cried into his arms and Ron stood stiffly with eyes wide as ever.