A Lost Legacy
A
Harry Potter Fan Fiction by Rachel Thompson
Chapter
Three Plans For the Future
Rowena sat quietly in the large
meeting room. Around her sat the heirs to the throne of the other
kingdoms. Across the room the leaders began talking in quiet voices.
"We are supposed to discuss what we think our kingdoms need,"
Helga began. "Any ideas?" She looked from Godric to Salazar and
then to Rowena.
"I have one idea," Rowena said softly. "I'm
not sure if it is a good idea though." She looked up and saw that
Helga was patiently waiting for her to continue. "I think we should
start a school. We could build it in the center of all our kingdoms.
It would be a place where students could learn about their magical
abilities and become educated in magic."
"That's a great
idea," Salazar said. "We could let only those that are high in
society attend."
"Actually I was thinking only those that were
wise," Rowena spoke up.
"I think only those that are brave and
that have courageous deeds to their names should attend," Godric
spoke up.
"Everyone should be able to attend," Helga said
loudly. "If we want our kingdoms to grow then everyone should be
able to have a magical education no matter how smart they are, how
brave they are, or how high in society they are. The biggest problem
in our world today is segregation and having a school that would only
allow certain people would increase that discrimination. We have to
put an end to this so that our future will be as peaceful as
possible."
"Then I have an idea," Salazar said as he stood
up. "We could separate the students. Each of us could be a teacher
until we take the throne of our own kingdom. We each could teach
those that we wish to educate. I'll take the wealthy and powerful,
Rowena can take the wise, Godric can take the courageous, and Helga
can take the rest."
"Agreed," Helga said. "All in
favor."
"I," the other three heirs said simultaneously.
"First we'll have to build the school. I vote we start this
summer. That will give us time to find people willing to help us
build it and it will give us time to discuss the expenses. Any
objections." Helga paused as she waited for someone to speak up.
She continued once she was sure that no one had anything to say.
"Then I propose we take this idea up with our parents. I know they
won't refuse."
"Have you found out anything about what your
future will hold?" Helga asked Rowena as they sat on the bed in her
room.
"I learned that I'm betrothed to a duke's son. His
name is Thomas Flightin. He seems nice from what I've heard of him.
I turn 18 this September. I'm supposed to meet him then. Father
said that we would be married after another year."
"Sounds
interesting," Helga replied. "My parents are trying to get me to
marry a prince. He's the third in line for his crown so he would be
able to rule quicker by marrying me. All I know about him is that his
name is Jeffery Taylor. I don't want to marry him though. If I ever
do marry I want it to be for love."
"And do you have anyone in
mind?" Rowena smiled.
"Salazar was the first man I loved. Now
though it seems like Godric has finally realized that he has feelings
for me. Godric was the first guy I liked but he hasn't noticed me
until the past few months. They are best friends but I sometimes hear
them yelling at each other over me. I hate it and I wish there was
some way that I could just choose one of them. Something about
Salazar scares me. It's like he's fighting demons and he probably
is but he won't tell me about it. Godric is sweet. Either way I
choose I feel like I'm losing one of them."
"That must be
horrible," Rowena said softly.
"Following your heart is
hard," Helga replied. "Especially when it says that you love two
people." She reached inside her dress and drew out a beautiful
locket. "Salazar gave me this," she continued. "It's supposed
to show me what my heart desires. It used to show his picture in it.
Now it shows nothing."
"You'll find your true path,"
Rowena said. "Fate can't be changed."
"Salazar said that
fate can't keep love apart," Helga said softly as she fingered
her locket. "I just hope that's true."
