Disclaimer: I do not own harry potter :(
30th June,1995; The Glade.
"Follow us.",Ravenclaw said, and all of them made their way through the clearing.
What followed, made the newcomers catch their breaths, in awe of the beauty surrounding them. They could see a huge castle in the distance, surrounded by mighty mountains, and a wide river trickling it's way through the land, it's song soothing their very soul.
The four made their way to the castle in relative silence, lost in their thoughts, while they could hear the Magi conversing in low tones, in front of them.
They walked up the steps, and stopped at the front door.
The huge front doors sprang open, and they were led into the castle's entrance hall. They were then led to their rooms, which were on the east wing of the castle. After they had settled, Merlin spoke up,
"This will be your home for the next two months. Your training will begin early tomorrow, and we will be educating you on politics, runes, arithmancy, magical creatures, transfiguration, duelling, wandless and wordless magic, martial arts, rituals, and various other things. You now have the knowledge, but we will be teaching you how to apply what you know. By the end of these two months, you will be a force to be reckoned remember, the consequences are going to be dire, if this knowledge is misused in any way."
"Stop scaring them, you blithering idiot! They are well aware of their responsibilities. They are not children any more, with no thanks to that fucker, Dumbledore, or maybe, "bumblebee", would be more apt. It's because of him that my name has been sullied, and my House has been branded as dark."
The four sat there, stunned as they heard Slytherin's rant.
"How did Dumbledore sully your name?", Harry asked, perplexed by this information.
" I will explain everything tomorrow Mr. Potter. You four need to rest up, because we are not going easy on you. We have a lot to accomplish in a limited time. We will be taking your leave now, so good night."
Some time later...
The four of them sat together, as they tried to process the recent events.
The Magi had long since left them, after escorting them to their rooms.
They were currently sitting in a dorm room that was surprisingly identical to the Gryffindor dorm had four beds with curtains around their area, to give them a semblance of privacy. There was a fire burning in the hearth, as the four grieved for Sirius, and analysed and sorted their thoughts.
Their hatred for Dumbledore grew as they looked upon the events of their previous years. Slytherin's words still confused them. How had Dumbledore sullied his name?
They sat there, until they succumbed to the lulling sounds of the fire crackling, and before long, all four of them were dead to the world, lost in their dreams.