Chapter Seven: A Childhood Rival

It was the beginning of summer after the opening year of Hogwarts. The four founders were in the small town of Hogsmeade, just off-campus from their school.

They had just left a building when Godric stopped dead in his tracks. He cursed under his breath.

Helga and Salazar headed the opposite direction of Godric's gaze, back towards the school.

Stopping next to Godric, Rowena asked, "What is it?" Following Godric's line of sight, she whispered, "Oh, no. Not him." She took Godric's arm, pulling him gently to follow their co-founders.

But, by then it was too late. They'd been spotted. Someone was coming towards them.

"So, it's true," the man said. "You are here."

"Come on, let's go," Rowena said, pulling at Godric's arm, unease growing.

"Davy Jones… It's been too long," Godric said. "Come to try to take what isn't yours again?"

"Whatever do you mean?" Jones asked, obviously pretending to not have any clue as to what was being said.

Rowena shot Godric an icy look, wanting him to keep quiet.

"Oh, come on," Godric continued, irritated. "You know you've been trying to steer Rowena away from me for years."

Before the two men could get into a major fight, Rowena punched Jones in the face, breaking his nose. She turned to walk back to the school, holding her head high, acting like the princess she was, as if she hadn't just hurt someone.

Godric turned and followed her, speechless, completely in awe of what he'd just seen.