Standard Disclaimers Apply
Pairing: HP/OC also HP/DM later
Summary: HP/OC, HP/DM The shock of a sudden change in appearance tears a hole in the fabric of time, sending Harry back to 998 A.D. Upon discovering only 3 of the 4 Founders, Harry accidentally takes on the role of the 4th Founder.
Warning: Creature Harry, Time travel, eventual Slash and Mpreg,
Note: Dual-author fic.
Question and Answer Time!
Q: will the hp/oc last very long?
A: Yes it will. But don't be put off! It's important as it's his first relationship and it's setting him up for the DM/HP. If there wasn't an OC/HP, there would be no HP/DM! You'll see :P
Q: possibly with a bit more respect for the females.
A: Well actually both of us (the authors) are female. We're trying to keep this as historically correct as we possibly can. Females would have been treated as possessions and tools for producing an heir. Females wouldn't have had any rights, and in fact, we're being very lenient as it is.
Q: Is Dartagnan Prince by any chance Severus Snape's ancestor?
A: He is indeed!
Q: Is the king going to be very important to your story, or is he just used to build up the background setting?
A: He is important, however not important to the story. He will be used more to aid the plot, and will only appear a few times. He is to show that there was a monarchy instead of a ministry.
Q: But is there any way that Harry could idk like get a telepathic message from the future while standing in the Gryffindor common room, from Hermione or someone (Dumbledore, Ron, Dean, Minerva etc) similar to that?
A: No he couldn't get a telepathic message, because that would mean one of them would have to already be telepathic. However, part of the idea has merit, and we will be using something similar.
Q: How is Draco Malfoy getting to the past?
A: He's not!
Q: BTW who is going to be Harry's lover?
A: Wait and see! He won't appear for a while.
Q: Wasn't Dartagnan one of the three musketeers?
A: That's where Gem-chan got the name from! But in this story he is NOT a musketeer and definately not French.
Q: Will his relationship back in time be with a male also?
A: Of course! It's the only type of relationship we'll willingly write. (Excluding side characters.)
The Founder
Chapter 5 – Getting Started
By gemroses
Salazar waited until the other messengers had disappeared, Godric riding over the hill out of view on his horse and the others travelling in different directions away from Hogwarts, before summoning his broom and his invisibility cloak from his rooms. Surprisingly, for once he had left his belongings in his room and not shrunken everything into his pocket. Pulling the invisibility cloak over him Salazar consulted his list and his map. He had been given the mid west region. The first name on his list was a muggleborn called Olin Calder and he was the furthest person from Salazar's current position.
Putting the map and list away, not that he understood why he needed a map, and pulled his wand free once more. Placing it flat on his palm Salazar spoke quietly to it.
"Point me Olin Calder!" He demanded and the wand spun slightly before sending out a small spark of white showing him that that was the direction he needed to go in.
"Up!" Salazar told his broom and it lifted into his hand. Swinging a leg over the broom Salazar cast a spell that would stick the cloak to the broom and to himself before he pushed off hard from the ground and shot off into the chilly air. "God I missed flying! Wonder if I could convince the birds to fly with me."
Gleefully Salazar sped over England towards the first person he would enrol.
The 'Point Me' spell lead Salazar to a small village where he landed in a thicket of trees and shrunk his broom. Remaining under his invisibility cloak Salazar continued with the point me spell and found himself outside a wooden shack. He watched for a while and saw a boy with mud brown hair and eyes walk out of the house and across the street calling over his shoulder to tell his mother that he would be back in a moment. The wand on Salazar's palm turned as the teenager, about twelve years old, walked past.
"And that would be Olin." Salazar put a notice me not charm on himself and pulled his cloak off his head and shoulders. Shrinking it he placed it in his pocket before setting about to wait for Olin to return home. The smell of food caught his nose though and his stomach gave a grumble. Following his nose over the frozen land towards where he knew the food to be. Unfortunately for him the food came from within a private building and Salazar didn't fancy asking to be fed.
"Damn it. Where's Dobby when you need him?" Looking around Salazar tried to find an Inn but there wasn't one around. No food for Salazar then. Thank Merlin he had some stores in his pockets. Just as he was contemplating going back to the thicket of trees to un-shrink his basket of food Salazar saw Olin return. Giving a smirk he walked over to the boy's house. "To business then."
Once at the door to Olin's house Salazar raised a hand and knocked, while cancelling the notice me not charm. His outfit looked very out of place in such a village. His unmarred black clothes inlayed with emeralds and green embroidery around the buttons, cuffs and other edges. His cloak was thick and heavy with fur around the edge of the hood and around the bottom.
"Can I 'elp yeh me Lord?" A dirty woman with disgusting breath said as she pulled open the door and looked him over. When her eyes caught the beautiful jewels over his clothes her eyes had widened then filled with greed. Only one word came to mind when Salazar saw her. 'Disgusting.'
"I believe you can madam. I need an audience with Olin Calder and his parents about a very important matter."
"Then I spose you'd better come in!"
"You have my thanks." Salazar stepped inside the building and saw that the house had only one room. There was a table near a cooker and several stools pulled out around it. Over in the corner were beds, five beds with one of them being a double. There were also some comfortable chairs near a fireplace, though Salazar doubted very much that he'd sit in them because they were very dirty. He found himself praying this was a bad dream even as he pushed down the pity he had for the people who had to live like this.
"Oi! Olin! There's a man here who wishes to see yeh!" A few moments later Salazar found himself stood with his back to the fireplace and looking down at the large family around him who were all sat on the comfortable chairs with expectant looks on their faces.
"Let us begin then." Salazar said before meeting the father and then the mother's eyes. "My name is Salazar Slytherin and I am one of the four founders of a school up in the north of the country. My companions and I have built a castle inside which we wish to teach students with gifts. It has come to our attention that Olin has the gift we seek to teach about and is also of age to begin learning at Hogwarts."
"And what is this gift Olin has sir?" The father gruffly said with his tongue rolling behind black teeth as he spoke.
"Magic sir. Olin is a wizard, as am I and as are the other founders. It is our wish to teach Olin how to control his magic."
"Don't be ridiculous man! That is absurd!" The man said standing up looking furious.
"I can assure you sir I am serious. Perhaps a demonstration will help convince you of the severity of this situation?" Salazar pulled his wand. "Let us try, Lumos!"
The tip of his wand started to glow brightly and it drew gasps from the others in the room. Satisfied with their awed and shocked expressions Salazar cancelled the charm with a quick 'knox'.
"And now to my point. That is a simple spell, at least in my opinion and everyone I know can do it. Perhaps Olin would care to try?"
"Get to it boy!" The man grabbed his son and pulled him up. Olin gently took the wand from Salazar.
"Now, usually the wand choses the wizard so you will be obtaining your own wand but you should be able to produce the same reaction as my wand gave me moments ago. Now, grip the wand tightly and pronounce 'Lumos' as clearly as you can."
"Lumos." The tip started to glow faintly and Salazar nodded his head.
"Quite right too. Now…" Salazar went on to explain how their school would teach the students five days a week then the students could have two days off to practise and to relax before they'd have another five days of work. He also explained how they would have the Harvest season off and the new school year would begin on the first day of spring. He told the parents that if they could not afford to buy the equipment Olin would need, for example his wand and his clothes, then the bill would be fitted by the school but Olin would be expected to work the debt off. The family obviously couldn't pay thus Salazar told them as payment for the debt he would have Olin working inside the castle doing regular chores. Nobody had minded since he'd only do the chores through Christmas and after his education was finished with.
Salazar left the Calder family and told them that he'd arrange for a carriage to come around for him in a few weeks time and for him to be packed and ready to go. Once inside the thicket of trees Salazar munched on some food before pulling his list out again and uttering the point me spell once more.
A few names down the list later and Salazar arrived at a miniature castle. He informed the person who came out to meet him that he needed an audience with Alecto Buckley and his parents. An hour later his audience was granted though Salazar was in a foul temper by then.
"Mister Slytherin isn't it? What have you to say to my family?" So Salazar began his tale but unlike all the other muggleborns reactions the Buckleys had a nasty reaction, one that put Salazar in more disgust than he had been at first.
"You will be going Alecto and you will learn and when you return you shall aid me in becoming a Lord or even King do you understand me?! We would be rich! Your magic will make us rich!"
"Yes sir."
Salazar had left them with instructions on when Alecto would be picked up and made his way down the list again. He should have known though really, and have expected a reaction like that. He'd seen muggleborns being immediately disowned no sooner had they proved their magical capabilities. He'd seen them being pushed into it by their parents because they were no good abominations and they were unnatural. The last reaction though, the greed and selfishness, had completely disgusted him. There was no way Salazar was going to teach greedy, conniving bastards like Alecto to become great wizards. And yet there was no way to tell them apart from the other students.
Salazar came to the rather violent conclusion that the muggleborns couldn't be trusted, none of them could be. They would be greedy and seek to improve their families positions in society or they'd be so bitter about magic that they'd take revenge on either the Wizarding world or their families. There was no way Salazar was going to teach anyone how to become a murderer. He already had a complicated life, he was not going to make it worse for himself. With a silent apology to Hermione, Salazar made up his mind. He was not going to teach anyone from non-magical backgrounds. He didn't want the risk.
Two weeks later Salazar had completed his list and was back at Hogwarts. He was the first one back, he was amused to notice, and the servants at Hogwarts informed him that Rowena and Helga were in Rowena's chambers with Dartagnan. Dartagnan never left to see the students for, he said, he had potions to brew and lessons to plan and all the rest of it. The women weren't allowed to go since they would not be listened to anyway because of their gender.
"Salazar! Back so soon!"
"I told you I'd be back quickly. I do not trust the muggleborns though. They are all too full of self loathing, Wizarding loathing or greed for me to trust them at all. With them I do not believe our school to be safe. I don't want to teach them."
"And yet you are all for equality." Rowena raised her eyebrow at him and Salazar hissed menacingly.
"Yes but not when it puts us in danger. They will expose us and I refuse to teach them what I know."
They argued late into the night, the ladies and Salazar, but eventually Salazar snatched the goblet they'd use to put students in their houses. He cast a spell on it to only spit out the names of people with magical backgrounds to be selected for his house. Once the spell was placed there was no removing it and Salazar felt his mind take him back to the Goblet of Fire. Once it spat out your name you were pulled into an unbreakable contract. There would be no changing houses now and there would be no removing that spell. Also Salazar made them add a rule to the students. There was to be no magic outside of Hogwarts until the founders deemed their education finished.
"Welcome to Hogwarts!" The four founders stood at the top table and looked down on all the students who would be attending the school. Salazar could see Olin and Alecto Buckley sat at the table he'd chosen as his and his vow not to teach the muggleborns came up anew as he stared at Alecto.
"I am relieved to see you have all made it safely. Now, we feast and after you shall be lead to your rooms by the servants. Your rooms are all private. No matter what your previous station was, no matter how rich your family, you all have the same sized rooms with the same things inside them. Your room is your own living space and no-one whom you have not allowed to enter should enter the room. The only ones who do not need permission to enter the rooms are we, the teachers." Godric explained, though his tone got bitter as he explained how their ranks were to be taken away.
"Now, over the course of the week you shall all be taken shopping at Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley to be fitted for uniforms and to get your wands. Should you have a wand already then you are still required to come. On Friday evening you shall all gather here dressed in your uniforms for the usual evening meal only this is the time when you shall be sorted.
"There are four houses, four clans, one of which you shall belong to during your entire stay here at Hogwarts. The houses are Gryffindor, for those of you who are brave, daring and strong at heart. Ravenclaw is the house for those of you who are wise and wish to learn merely for the sake of learning. Slytherin is the house for the determined, the resourceful, ambition and for those of you who don't mind breaking the rules of society. Finally, the house Hufflepuff is for those of you who are loyal, hard working and honest. Once you are sorted into a house there shall be no changing into a different house. I expect you all to bring honour to your houses as you would bring honour to your King and your Country. Now, eat for we have a busy week ahead of us."
"I expect you all to stay with me. If one of you wanders off I will not be amused." Salazar informed his students whose ages ranged from eleven years old to seventeen. He was in charge of this particular group of forty students on their venture to the Wizarding shopping district. "We are headed to the robe store first and you shall be fitted five people at a time. Girls have a private room at the back inside which they shall be fitted while boys are going to be fitted in the main part of the shop."
"Sir? How old are you exactly?" Salazar looked over his shoulder and saw one of the purebloods. He stood taller than Salazar did and had his nose upturned.
"I do not see how my age concerns you. Now I'd tilt your nose down lest it hits something being stuck up like that." They arrived at the shop and Salazar sorted them out and informed them they would wait patiently for their turn and then to go home else he would lose his temper and that wouldn't be a pretty sight.
The founders had chosen the designs of the clothes carefully. Each of the tartans were the same pattern though in different colours. Before they got sorted however every person's uniform would be grey, white and black then the black and the white would change colour to become the colours of the houses they were sorted into. Specifically for Friday evening the founders were to place the colouring charms on the seats of each table so that when the newly sorted students sat down their clothes would change colour and their house emblem would appear on the left breast of their outer robes.
The male's uniforms consisted of knee high leather boots and trousers tucked into them. The trousers would be made of the tartan of their house. Their shirts would be plain in either red, yellow, green or blue and their outer robes would be the same.
The girls would have skirts that came to the floor in their house's tartan. They'd have plain shirt on top but their bodice, which Salazar mistakenly called their corsets, were to be either gold, black, bronze or silver in colour. Their outer robes were the same as their male counterparts.
All the students were forbidden from wearing any fineries and their hair should be pulled back appropriately. While attending Hogwarts they were to wear their uniforms to lessons and to every evening meal. The only time when they were permitted to wear their own clothes was on the weekends.
Once all the students were finished being fitted, which took a while, they were all taken to Ollivander's. Salazar greeted the man who enquired about his wand before Salazar could stop him. Claiming his wand was perfectly fine Salazar refused to hand it over and instead shoved the first student in front of the man. Salazar was slightly bemused to find that this Ollivander was nothing like the one he knew. This Ollivander had a terrible memory but extremely good knowledge for which wand would suit whom.
Another hour later Salazar lead his students back to the school and gratefully threw himself into one of the chairs in Dartagnan's chambers.
"Today was a nightmare! And so boring!" He complained.
"Yes I can see that." Dartagnan chuckled.
"Still, I'll be glad when school starts. I've got all my lessons planned already and yes I looked over Rowena's to make sure I wasn't teaching them too many new spells. Still, when I looked in my spell books I found many of the spells I know were said to have first been used in the time of the Founders. Do you suppose it was because of me that they are used now?"
"I think that if you think on it too hard you will confuse yourself." Dartagnan gave him a smirk that revealed too much fang for Salazar's liking.
"Fine. I won't think about it. Did you look through Merlin's books?"
"I did." Salazar sat upright eagerly.
"Did it say anything about time travel?"
"Sadly no, not in the book I read. Maybe in another book however we shall find a way to get you home." Salazar sighed and closed his eyes. He'd specially taught Dartagnan a bit of Parseltongue so the vampire could go into the chamber of secrets. He had hoped that in those books that Dartagnan had gotten a hold of there would be a way home for him. He didn't particularly want to be stuck in this time.
"Zorlic, Corben shall be Hufflepuff!" Godric called out the last name that was thrown from the sorting goblet and Salazar slumped into his chair with a sigh. The sorting was over and on the far table were all of his students dressed in green and silver. They all looked very smart surprisingly. He had about fifty percent girls and fifty percent boys. Godric had somehow managed to get no girls in his house and Salazar supposed that was because none of the girls in this time were really brave and courageous because they all believed themselves to be only tools to men. Helga had nearly all girls with only about fifteen boys down her long table. Rowena had about a quarter of her group being girls though.
"Look at the people surrounding you." Salazar stood up to say. "They are to be your family for the duration of your studies. You will work besides them, learn beside them and . All of you should work as a team to bring your house honour. Should somebody in your house be struggling I expect you all to help that person for only together and united shall your house gain honour."
"Quite right!" Godric agreed. "Now classes begin on Monday. Rest, explore but abide by our rules. Any rule breaking shall result in punishments no matter who you are." Salazar and Godric sat down and the feast began.
While his students ate Salazar watched them carefully. He saw how all the girls waited their turn to have food while the men talked over them. He saw the prince of the Wizarding world, Cedric Usbeorn, was in Slytherin and Salazar vowed to take him down a peg or four. The way he was lording over everyone around him wasn't right at all. If there was to be a hierarchy within his house then it would be decided by magical power and capability and not by rank.
"Now that the feast is over would Slytherin house follow me?" It wasn't really a question and the Slytherins heard that. They rose and followed their head of house who bowed to the other founders before leading his house out of the great hall and down to the classroom he'd teach them all in.
"Now, I would like to only have to say this once though I have no doubts you will all make me repeat myself. I expect all of you to act differently in my house and if you wish to earn my favour you shall head my words. Inside my house, in my clan, there is no hierarchy of rank. You could have been a God before coming here and I couldn't care less about it. You are all equal under my banner and the only way for one of you to rise up in the hierarchy is for you to work hard and increase your magical power. I could care less how rich you are or how poor, in the grand scheme of things that doesn't matter. What matters is your magic, how powerful that is and how well you can wield it.
"Now, regardless of societies rules and regulations I will not see any of the girls in my house looking to the floor when I address them. Girls!" all the girls snapped their heads up to look at him and when he saw he had their attention he gave them a smile. "Girls listen closely and do not forget this. Where I am from I had a friend, a very powerful friend. That friend battled twenty men and came out the victor. That friend worked out something nobody for fifty years had been able to manage. That friend was the cleverest person around. My friend was the envy of everyone for the hard work, the knowledge and the ambition my friend showed. My friend was a girl."
Gasps of shock and disbelief rang through the classroom and Salazar knew he had everyone's attention.
"I do not discriminate against gender. I couldn't care whether you were a boy or a girl, man or woman. I expect you all to put effort into learning the same things. I shall teach all of you how to clean a room, how to cook and how to take care of the home just as I shall teach all of you how to be offensive, how to defend and how to cast a plethora of different spells. You will learn everything I teach, ALL of you will."
"Sir! Girls cannot learn duelling!" Salazar whipped out his wand, aimed it at the Prince and whispered the levitation charm. He brought the Prince through the air to him and looked him straight in the eye.
"Oh I can assure you Usbeorn, they can." Without releasing the prince of the Wizarding world Salazar turned to his audience who were watching with amazement. "Now, because at first you aren't going to let all of societies rules go I shall be teaching the girls separately from the boys. Boys will be here straight after breakfast every morning and we shall work till lunch. Girls I shall teach in the afternoon. And after a while I shall have boys duel girls and we shall see what happens. Now. If you have any problems, if you are ill, struggling, worried, terrified, being bullied, want something or anything at all feel free to talk to me. I will listen to anything you wish to talk about. I will listen to anything and do my best to help."
Salazar dismissed everyone to go to their beds after telling them where he could be found should he be needed over the weekend.
"Oh before I forget! Everyone has potions class on Wednesday!"
End Note: Do you find the Question and Answer bit at the top useful? It's easier for us to clear up the issues as they come, rather than reply just to one person, when everyone might be asking the same thing. (or would you prefer it at the bottom?) –e
We've built Hogwarts now, we've set the scene. From here on in we should be able to pick up speed a little and get to the more interesting bits. -g