Hermione came back downstairs, wearing a white sleeveless t-shirt, tight light blue jeans and a sarong around her waist. She had on chains, bracelets and white trainers. She gaped when she saw Pansy Parkinson and Blaize Zabini.

"What are you doing here Parkinson? Zabini? Great! Three of the people I hate most. All we need is Voldemort to show up then the package is complete!" she shrieked. She looked around at the stunned faces staring back at her.

"Sorry" She muttered "Bad day. So why are they here?" She questioned, indicating at the two newcomers.

"Long story Hermione." Neville answered for her. "Which is why Malfoy is going to explain everything to us." He looked at the blonde boy pointedly.

"Again! I just did that!" Draco whined.

"That may be true but 'Mione wasn't here." Luna stated

"Oh all right!" he gave in to the thrilling story he was about to tell. This time, he wasn't going to cut back on the details. And so began the tale.

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Godric Gryffindor was worried. He couldn't control all the powers within himself. Neither could Helga, Rowena or Salazar.

"What shall we do, Godric?" Rowena asked, her purple eyes showing concern.

"There are only two options. Either we keep all of our powers and die or give one of our powers to a close friend. Salazar would have to give up two of his powers, as he is the most powerful out of all four of us." Helga stated frankly, her brown eyes expressing the seriousness of the situation.

"I don't know about you all, but I would say that I would rather enjoy living instead of dieing a painful death. So, I would rather take up the second option." Gryffindor cracked, his emerald eyes twinkling as he ran a hand through his messy black hair.

"Very well, who shall we give them to?" Salazar asked lazily, his icy-blue eyes on his friends.

After hours of discussing possible solutions, they finally decided to pick the people they were closest to, their best friends.

"Well… it would have to be someone we trust. Who we shall be truthful to and a person who will understand and respect the power they shall receive." Rowena stated, her purple eyes showing a strong sense of devotion towards Salazar. Apparently the two had fallen in love, after they had gotten married, and had children. Infidelity is looked down upon. They had to give up on their forbidden love.

"I shall give my power of the Sight to Rupert Weasley." Godric said.

"Lydia Lovegood shall have my empathic abilities." Rowena smiled.

"My ability of hearing shall go to my dearest friend, Gendolyn Weasley, sister of Rupert." Helga said grandly.

"Bartholomew Zabini shall have the ability to control lightning and similar shocks. Paul Parkinson will receive the ability to create illusions." Slytherin said.

"Them? They are all evil and well…evil!" Gryffindor protested.

"The choice I make is none of your concern. I truly believe in my choices as do you in yours."

"Well…" Gryfindor said, about to start another row. He was interrupted by the ever optimistic Rowena Ravenclaw.

"That's enough. There is no time for your petty arguments. We have to hurry. We have more important issues at hand."

Their friends were summoned, informed, and they agreed. And so, the founders gave up some powers to their best-friends, who passed the genes on to their descendants.

"The story was that Rupert Weasly prophesised the ultimate defeat of the dark lord. This is why we are here. Ronald comes from the direct line of Rupert, Ginny is descending from Gwendolyn. The both of them receiving the powers their ancestors had.

Luna's power comes from Lydia Lovegood. Her empathy powers, which she could not control at first, gave her the impression of being crazy and insane . Not true!

You Neville" Draco said, looking at he wide eyed boy "are the only descendant of Helga Hufflepuff."

"ME?" Neville asked, astonished at the information.

"Yes, you Lonbottom. The healing power Ginny has originally comes from your blood line." Gasps of shock could be heard throughout the room, as the unknown information was revealed.

"Salazar gave out on of his powers, the power to create illusions, to a Parkinson. One of Pansy's ancestors. Now the power has awakened in her. Blaise's Great-Great-Great-Great Grandfather, or something around those lines, received another type of power. He received the power of electricity.

The Potters, being a direct descendant of Godric Gryffindor, have passed down their powers to Potter.

Granger's ancestry is the most interesting. She is a descendant of Rowena Ravenclaw." Draco finished.

"But I'm muggleborn!" Hermione protested. Draco shook his head, wondering how the smartest witch in the school couldn't comprehend what he was implying.

"Your ancestors were mostly squibs. In the end, magic in your family was eventually forgotten. You are apparently the first witch from Ravenclaws line in centuries." The blonde boy explained

"It was said that the heirs would look exactly like their predecessors, not Longbottom though. We can't have him looking exactly like Hegla. She was female." Draco rambled.

"I still don't get it!" Hermione whined. "How can you tel me I'm a Pureblood? How can I be a Pureblood? It's impossible. I'm muggle born. You of all people should know that, you're the one who always reminds me of my heritage." She glared at Draco, after he finished his long speech, describing the situation she was in.

"I apologise. I have always known about your true blood." The young boy tried to explain.

"Well why didn't you say anything?" Neville spoke up, before Harry or Ronald could put in their opinions. He was irritated beyond measure.

"I would have, if I wasn't under my father's leash. If he found out about the prophecy we'd be dead or even worse… evil"

"You have got to get your priorities straight Maloy. You should hear yourself. You sound just like Hermione, during our first year." Ron exclaimed.

The comment was ignored by everyone as Draco continued with his point of view.

"If my father knew Hermione was an heir, he would have raped her and impregnated her with his child. After the powerful birth, he would have killed 'Mione. I couldn't let that happen. Reminding father and myself she was a muggle born, removed all those thoughts, and thought of friendship in my case, out of consideration. Draco said solemnly.

"Why do you care about what happens to 'Mione? You hate her!" Ron accused.

Pansy could see that Draco was at a dead end, and didn't know how to answer the question. She decided to help him out of the tough situation he was caught up in.

"That's not important. What matters is a good deed is still a good deed, no matter who is doing it." Pansy said, shooting an evil eye at Ron. Draco looked thankfully at his best-friend. Ron backed down.

"Pansy…" Blaise warned. "How many times have we told you? No evily eyes. It's freaky and disturbing. It also makes me want to do things to you that you wouldn't like me to do to you in public" He raised his eyebrows up and down in a suggestive manner.

"Oookaaayyyy… who's freaked out here?" Harry asked