A/N: I hope you guys enjoy this story. It is our first shot at an accually story, and we hope you like it. This is just the prologue, it will get better. Promise. This is not a story only about the founders. It does have the golden trio and the present day Hogwarts in it too, just a little later on, like the next chapter.
A golden haired woman running down the hall of a dimly lit corridor, had a worried look plasted on her face. Her usual cheery, shinnig bright blue eyes, had a haunted look to them. She came upon a heavy wooden door and screamed while pounding on the wood.
"Rowena! Rowena!" she screamed. A tear running down her face was quickly whipped away before the door opened.
"Helga." said a sleepy dark haired witch, while flinging the door open, much to the womans surprise. "What are you doing here?" she wishperd trying not to wake up the rest of the castle. Then the dark haired witch under stood. "Another one?" was all that she could get out. These visions that the golden hired woman continued to have were becoming more and more frequent. The blonde witch then fell into the other womans arms, and slowly nodded.
This one was worse, thought Helga, the witch with the golden hair. Never has it been this bad.
Rowena slowly started to rub her back in slow calming circles. Rowena was only to years older than her, but lately, she felt as if Rowena were her surrogate mother. After all, she had been with her after every vision that she had seen. "Its okay Helga, its okay." Said Rowena. "Come inside and go to my drawing room, I will go get the others." Rowena then led Helga to a round, high ceiling room. Sketches were hung on the walls, mostly behind the desk. On the desk were stacks of papers, some research, some graded papers for the students, and many documents having to do with the school financing. With a flick of her wand, which was hidden in her billowing robes, all the papers were cleared, and with another flick of her wrist, 3 chairs appeared. Rowena then shuffled Helga into a fluffy yellow chair by the fire place.
"Helga, I am now going to get the two boys. Stay here and start a fire if you wish my dear. I will hopefully, will be right back, just depends on how long it take to get those two gits out of there beds." She walked towards the door, but stopped halway there. Turning around, she gave Helga a heart warming smile. "Don't fret dear. We will figure this out." And with that, she gracefully walked out the door.
Helga did not doubt that they could take care of this, but what she did doubt was the way that it would be taken care of.
A/N: Just the begaining folks! Please review! It might help motivate us to write a tad bit faster. Cookies to everyone who reveiews! starts ripping the bag of cookies open