A Snakes Daughter
Chapter 2
A/n I need a beta if anyone is interested.
Disclaimer:only the plot is mine all other characters belong to j.k im only borrowing
~ 994 Founder's Time ~
Founder's P.O.V
The founder's looked in concern to the thrashing girl on the hospital bed who had her face twisted into a mix of disgust ,terror , and a strange sense of unrealism, then that was all replaced by intense
pain . She woke up screaming , they all traded looks of concern as they remembered how she arrived yesterday.
*Flashback last night*
Salazar and Godric were arguing again while Helga and Rowena looked on in fond exasperation ," C'mon Salazar it'd be really good ", whined Godric . Salazar didn't even blink " No , he snapped smirking, but please –
continued Godric when a FLASH and the sound of something human hitting the floor resounded through the room. The four friends spun around wands drawn to find a girl? " Oh , gasped Helga running
over to the girl, on further inspection she was covered in blood and was awfully pale. Which was explained when you looked to the still bleeding wound across her collarbone from what looked like a cutting curse, she also
had a jagged cut from her elbow to the bottom of her arm which appeared to be from a knife wound. Helga was already running her wand along her form healing her cuts and running a scan to look for more wounds . "
Well are you going to just stand their or are you going to help me get her to the hospital wing ", ? yelled Helga. Salazar was already striding over before she finished her question he felt oddly protective of this strange girl
for some reason it was like some sort of parental instinct? , but that didn't make sense he didn't have any kids as far as he knew. So why did It feel so wrong to say that? He mused puzzled, Godric however was staring
at the crest on her robes in shock . What Helga snapped catching his gaze " she's wearing hogwarts robes he said in a detached voice of confusion ,Helga he continued quietly we haven't even designed them yet but that
was exactly what we'd decided on . The others too turned and stared in consternation before Salazar shook his head calling over his shoulder as he strode out the hall with the unconscious girl in his arms " that may be
but right now she needs medical attention". Which seemed to pull the others out of there thoughts as with a muttered oath on the part of Godric , a look of dawning excitement on Rowena's face and concern on Helga's
they hurried out of the hall and after the quickly retreating Salazar's back.
*End flashback*
Anastasia's P.O.V
*Dream*
Anastasia opened her eyes to find herself once more bound to the tombstone in the graveyard , she looked up only to find herself once more looking into the crimson eyes of Tom Riddle A.K.A Lord Voldemort , She
screamed , only to find her mouth covered, she closed her eyes in a sense of disgust and unrealism. This can't be happening , this can't be happening she chanted in her head over and over again like some kind of
mantra. " Oh yes my dear it can", Riddle's sardonically amused voice answered her unspoken mantra. Her eyes flew open in shock , " I'm afraid this is very real, it's a boon of our very special connection here his hands
caressed her scar. She cried out in pain only to find his mouth descending on her's in a bruising kiss, she attempted to pull away in disgust and horror but found she couldn't remove her face from his bruising grip, so
she settled for kneeing his groin causing him to pull away in pain. He glared at her before pulling out his wand ,causing her to twist in the ropes bounding her to the tombstone and try and desperately pull out of the
dream . She latched onto the thread which would be her way out just as a furious voice yelled out crucio and she once more felt the excruciating pain of the cruciatus curse. She woke up screaming.
*End dream*
Normal P.O.V
"Oh god no, she moaned putting her head in her hands "it wasn't real , it wasn't real", she found herself mumbling as tears flew down her face from the horror of the situstion more than the pain. She
looked up at the clearing of a voice only to see four people she'd only ever read about, immiedatly her face became inscrutable and she voiced her growing suspicion "what year is it" ? "994"
answered the similary inscrutable Salazar , then "Am I to to take it your from the future then" ?
She smiled sardonically at him "It would seem so huh"?
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