Chapter One: Godric and Rowena

Godric Gryffindor was different than most Hobbits. He was different than most Elves, too. He and his twin sister, Helga Hufflepuff, had a Hobbit father and an Elven mother.

They lived much longer than any Hobbit on record, 2,018 years (at the time), to be exact. Unlike the Elves, they were more susceptible to death and illness. Godric even discovered he could alter his height: he could look like a Hobbit one minute, and the next, he could appear to be an Elf.

It was May third of the year 998. Godric was ecstatic. He was going to bring her to the location of where he, Helga, she, and her uncle, Salazar Slytherin, were going to build a school for budding young witches and wizards.

She was the Elven princess Rowena Ravenclaw, the daughter of Lord Celeborn and Lady Galadriel of Lórien and the sister of Celebrian and Altizer (Rowena's twin brother), and Godric had loved her for many years.

A young teenage boy was standing in a rolling green field in what is now Hobbiton. He did not want to be here. He did not want to have to let her go.

He saw her minutes before she got to him. It was definitely her. The boy could tell by the vivid red streak of her long hair as she was running through the small, rolling hills towards him.

Godric made his way through the mallorn trees to the city of Caras Galadhon. It did not take long to find her. She was where he had expected her to be, in her secret clearing near the heart of her city.

The boy nearly broke down as the girl approached. She was so beautiful, so smart, so kind. He really did not want to follow his father's wishes and leave her, but he was more afraid to disobey him.

"Godric," she said, smiling. When she saw he looked forlorn, she frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I… my father… he won't let us… see each other anymore."

"Why?"

"I… I don't really know. I do know that when we grow up and I'm free of my father, I'll find you, and then we can be reunited."

When Godric saw Rowena, his heart skipped a beat. He smiled, pushing the bad memories out of his mind. She was so much more beautiful than he remembered.

He stopped and caught her as she fell into his arms.

"You did come back," she whispered.

"Helga, your uncle Salazar, and I wanted to see if you wanted to help with something."