Beginning of a Legend Chapter 9
The four of them headed back to Hogsmeade after eating breakfast. They had a plan about what they were going to tell Godric and Helga's parents, but Helga had mentioned that she was a bad lier. They were just going to have to see how it worked out. Salazar was more worried about getting his things from his house. Even with his friends he still didn't want to go back to that house. His father was always angry and he was afraid of what he might do. It seemed to take less time getting back then it did getting there, and soon they made it back into Hogsmeade. None of them were really sure where they were going to find their parents, but it didn't take long for them to be found.
"Helga, Godric," came a voice behind them. They turned to see two couples running toward them.
"Mom, were fine," said Godric, slightly annoyed when his mother pulled him into a hug.
"What happened to you?" Helga's mother asked. "We were worried sick."
"Well. . ," Helga started not really sure what to say.
"There was a mudslide," said Rowena thinking quickly.
"A mudslide?" the parents asked in unison.
"Yeah," said Rowena. It happens every once in a while."
"Who are you?" Helga's mother asked the unfamiliar girl.
"My name is Rowena Ravenclaw," Rowena answered. "My father and I live in the forest quite a ways away from here. I noticed the three of them come near our house because of the mudslide. There is a small river in the middle of the forest that sometimes overflows causing a mudslide."
"It was already late and we didn't think it would be safe to come back," said Godric. "So Rowena offered to let us stay at her house for the night and lead us back here today."
"Thank goodness nothing worse happened to you," said Godric's mother, pulling her son into another hug.
"Mom," said Godric annoyed. "We still have to go get some of Salazar's things from his house."
"Oh yes," said Godric's father. "Is it far from here?"
"It's about a twenty minute walk," said Salazar. "It is in the woods on the other side of town."
"Alright, well I suppose you all will be alright going alone," said Godric's mother, not letting go of her son.
"We'll be fine mom," said Godric, struggling to free himself from his mother's grasp. "Salazar has lived there all of his life. I think he knows the way by now."
"We'll be back soon," said Helga. "It shouldn't take too long."
"Don't get yourselves caught in another mudslide," said Godric's father. "If you don't come back by nightfall we're sending a search party."
"Funny dad," said Godric beginning to walk away from his parents.
"So how far in the woods is your house, Salazar?" Helga asked as soon as they were far enough away from their parents.
"It is a ways into the woods, but I know the way," said Salazar. "Getting there isn't what I am worried about."
"It will be alright, Salazar," said Rowena. "We're here to help."
"I just hope that's enough," said Salazar under his breath.
They walked for a good while, following Salazar through the forest. It wasn't long before they got to a small cabin in the middle of a clearing. Salazar hesitated before approaching his door. He could see that the lights were on inside, indicating that his father was home. He looked at Helga who gave him an encouraging nod.
Salazar opened the door slowly noticing his father sitting at the kitchen table, like usual, with a empty bottle of firewhisky in his hand. He looked up at Salazar as the others joined them in the room.
"This isn't a hotel," Alabaster said.
"There not here to stay dad," said Salazar, shakily. "They came with me to get my stuff."
"Get your stuff?" Alabaster repeated. "Why would they be taking your stuff?"
"He's coming to stay with me," said Godric when he noticed the fear in Salazar's voice.
"And who are you?" Alabaster asked, stumbling up from the table.
"Godric," he replied simply.
"And who are you to take my son from me?" Alabaster asked.
"Now you care?" Salazar asked. "You have done nothing but yell and try to beat me since mom died and this is the time you choose to care."
Alabaster seemed taken aback by his son's words. Salazar himself was surprised that the words came out of his mouth, but he couldn't take it back now. He waited for his father's reply noticing the anger in his face.
"How dare you," said Alabaster, stumbling nearer. "I have taken care of you since your mother died and this is how your repay me? Running off with some strange kids you just met?"
"I didn't just meet all of them and maybe I think I'm better off with them," said Salazar, his voice becoming more strong. "I refuse to stay in this house and be abused by some half wit drunk who can't seem to get over his wife's death. You do nothing around here and I am tired of it."
"What makes you think you have the right to talk to me like that?" Alabaster asked, wobbling closer to them. "I have been through a lot since your mother died."
"So have I," Salazar retorted, "but you don't seem to care about what I am going through. Your just a selfish drunk. I'm leaving now, and there is nothing you can do to stop me."
"You wanna bet," said Alabaster, grabbing Salazar.
Salazar struggled to get free while his friends pulled out their wands. He shoved his father against the wall, making him fall to his knees. Salazar pulled out his wand and pointed it directly at his father's head. Alabaster looked up in shock.
"I'm leaving now," Salazar repeated. "Maybe I will come back in a few weeks to see how things are going. I think you need some time to yourself dad."
Alabaster just stayed kneeled on the floor as Salazar put his wand away and headed up the stairs to get his things.