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mwinter1: Wait no more ;)

Assassin of Syria: Yes to all your questions, but maybe not in the way you might think. I know it was short, but this one is a little bit longer and in my opinion, more filled with information. But they are supposed to be one-short so the length will most often be around 1000 words.

Anastacius: Thank you so much =) I never looked up when Hogsmead was founded actually, but I did know when writing this chapter and it said it was created around the same time as Hogwarts :S But I could have been wrong, so please let me know if you find other things that might not match up correctly with the facts =D

whatswiththemustache: Thank so so much =D And the dialouge part means a lot coming from you. I myself thought the dialogue in the last chapter was a bit, eh, but I guess you're always your own worst critic. That being said, I am proud of it in this chapter though =D

trainreader: It's being founded in this chapter =)

Thank you so much for sticking with me and I hope you'll like this chapter =)

The Founding

It didn't take him long to infiltrate himself as a new settler in the small village, claiming he was seeking refuge to practise magic in peace. No one seemed to bat an eye at his claim to be a sorcerer which only made his confusion grow even more, and concerned that a refuge was even needed.

On his first night there he made his way to the local tavern, knowing it was the best place to gain information.

His thought drifted briefly towards Enid as he took in the similar surroundings to the tavern her father had owned oh so many years ago. It must have been at least three hundred years since she died and yet it still hurt as acutely as it had done that awful day.

Pressing the memories to the furthers recesses of his mind, he took a seat at an empty table after ordering himself a goblet of mead to wash down the bitterness he still felt.

"...an' I told 'im, if yeh want the bloody egg yeh better pay up." A large and burly looking man with a massive red beard and hair slammed his fist down on the wooden table so the content of his goblet almost spilled by the impact.

"Did he then?" A scrawny weasel looking fellow asked, leaning forward on his elbows towards the man, not caring his tunic got soaked from spilled mead and beer.

"'Course he did." The large man laughed. "No one can resist a dragon's egg."

Merlin had done his best not to eavesdrop but with the mentions of a dragon's egg, all pretence was forgotten. He had searched every book he could come across during his travels before Gaius' death and nowhere did he find a hint of another egg, so how come this man had one?

He was about to stand up and go over to the man and ask him, but just then the door to the tavern opened and two gravely looking men came inside, both wearing expensive looking clothes and robes, and carried themselves with authority, like they were above all else.

"Look who the cat dragged in." The burly man stood up, almost knocking the table down with his massive stomach. "If it isn' our esteem lords themselves who bother gracing us with their presence."

"We're not here looking for a fight, Tormund." One of the men said, his red beard equal that of Tormund's.

"Then perhaps yeh should 'ave sent down yer lady friends instead." Tormund let out a deep laugh, soon followed by the majority of the other residents in the building.

"Maybe we should have stayed at the castle." The other man said, his bald head slightly reflecting the candles on the chandelier above him.

"Nonsense, Salazar." The red headed man said, not taking his eyes of off Tormund. "I'm sure there's room for us to."

"Yeh can sit in my lap if you want." Another man called out somewhere in the back, too hidden behind other men for Merlin to see properly. It evoked another round of laughter and Merlin could see the man called Salazar growing more and more red.

"This was a bad idea, Godric." He bit out through his clenched jaw. "I'm going back." Without waiting for the man named Godric to respond, Salazar exited the tavern as quickly as they had entered.

Godric sent one last glare at Tormund, who still stood up, before following after his friend with a flare of his robe. The whole tavern broke out into laughter yet again as the door closed after him, which then died down into muffled conversation as if nothing had happened.

"Excuse me?" Merlin waved over the plump looking barmaid as she walked past his table on the way to the bar with an empty tray. "This may seem like a stupid question, but who where they? Those two men."

"That my lad," She leaned down towards him, showing him a bit more than he would have liked. "Was Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin, the founders of the first Wizarding School."

"Wizarding School?" To say he was surprised would have been an understatement.

"Well," She tilted her head. "Most of the lads here think it's just a waste of time, but only time will tell I guess." She shrugged and picked up his empty goblet. "I'll bring you another one."

"Yeah, ehm..." He shook his head. "Thanks." He gave her a short smile as she walked away.

A Wizarding school. It certainly explained why the whole place was drenched in magic. Without waiting for the barmaid to return with his refill, he stood up and quickly exited the tavern. He needed to tell Aithusa what he had just found out.

Merlin decided to stick around for a while until the school was finished, just to make sure everything was as it should be and all the wards worked.

He never made direct contact with the four founders, but he used his cloak often to sneak into the closed of grounds and take a look around the castle.

It was almost two years later that the school was finally finished, during which time Merlin had earned his place at Hogsmead as one of the better renowned potions maker there. His time with Gaius still strong in his memories and now he could also use magic to help the potions on, which greatly attributed to his cure of a deadly disease that hit the village a few months after he moved there.

He had created an alias for himself, having discovered as early as his second day that his name had gone from just being the name of a bird, to being the name of the most powerful sorcerer out there, and he was currently living in the flat beside Merlin.

The man's name was originally Eugene, but it had taken Merlin quite some time to force the truth out of him, coming up with his own concoction of a truth serum. He had tried to expose him, but he had been thrown out of the village because of it. The only reason he had been allowed to return was because they needed his help with a new disease a short while after.

Deciding it was better to just let the man continue his facade, he instead created a curse to prevent anyone else to use his name in the future. Especially his other name, Emrys.

Living like that without having to worry about protecting anyone and just being able to do his own thing greatly helped him grow out of his depression. It would still hit from time to time, in which he would spend his day locked up in his flat without allowing any visitors, but they got more and more sparse.

Sometime he would take a small trip with Aithusa just to see the world, and after having asked her about the dragon's egg, he discovered that she had created a brand new line of dragons in her absence thanks to breeding with wyverns.

Usually she would stay out of his affairs while he was at Hogsmead, preferring to keep her distance from humans, but she had quickly taken a liking to the great lake situated near the castle and would often take her afternoon naps there.

An incident with Godric Gryffindor had helped create the motto of the school and after that she decided to stay away for good, only coming when Merlin called.

So, almost two years after he discovered the small village, Merlin walked the empty halls of the newly built Hogwarts, strengthening the wards where it was needed and putting up some new ones as well.

He had already decided to leave the next day before the students arrived, feeling the need to move on, but he decided to do one last bit of work on the castle as a parting gift to the children, and so he created a room that would protect anyone who needed it; a place where they could hide if they ever felt the need to, or just a place to have some fun without the teachers knowing.

And so the Room of Requirement was created.

A/N

And so Hogwarts is founded and Merlin has finally started to become a person again.

It was fun writing this chapter and if it wasn't for the fact that it's only supposed to be one-shots and I have so much else to write about, I would have gladly dragged this out over several chapters. There wouldn't have been much things happening, but even writing those short sentences with the founders was really fun and I would have gladly written more. Also, Eugene might have been fun to write to. Well, who knows, perhaps I'll do a third story after this one that will take place during these two years.

I also made a GoT reference in this one, kudos to everyone who spotted it. Also, while we're on the subject. Who saw the latest episode. Mind-blown, is all I'm gonna say.

Have a great week everyone =D