I had to leave my computer home and I'm writing this while I'm riding a bus. I had planned to travel this weekend you see. But in my infinite wisdom I completely forgot about the update. I hope it's ready in time for posting it on my schedule.

I know it's short, it's the best I could manage since I'm posting from the phone and with memory alone.

As it is. I might use some of the original chapter on the upcoming updates.

Salazar finally reached Helga's inn and he wasn't pleased. Sure, they were all adults and as such, everyone had to take care of themselves. That being said. Rowena had been away for over 15 days with no letter or missive to show for her wellbeing.

She was a very capable witch but he hadn't forgotten their first meeting and how he and Godric had to step up and defend her. As such, he had all the right to be worried.

Godric and Helga had no idea where to look for her and that was inaceptable in Salazar's books.

As it turns out, he was the one that gabe some insight as to Rowena's whereabouts. His basilisk, Hela, had seen Rowena vanish into thin air in the middle of the forest. She had seen Rowena leave town while she was hubting and lead them to the place were she last saw Rowena.

They reached it and encountered a strong magical trace. Like no other they had felt before. It was a portal, no question about it, only a portal could lead anyone from a place to another. Apparition has a different trace.

They couldn't piece up where it lead or how it appeared in the first place. But Rowena had been here and according to Hela, she had disappeared throught a bright light and she couldn't really see what was at the other side of the gate. Just that it felt foreign in everything.

The responsibility of running test after test fell on Salazar; to see if they could possibly go throught the same portal and follow Rowena to wherever she had gone to.

It was enought that Hengist was missing and they still couldn't find the lad. Helga's student was a stubborn kind and he knew how to fend for himself but that didn't make it better, ithe boy was their responsibility and if something did happen and he couldn't be found before it was to late... They didnt want to think in the consequences or the outcome.

Helga was beating herself enough over it, they really didn't need to add Rowena to the missing people list.

...

The little blond girl had a cherubic face and eyes like the bright blue sky, her strands enmarked her pretty little face that was blushed for all of her efforts. She was collecting flowers for her mommy, and at the same time she was maintaining some sort of debate with an invisible entity. If one crossed paths with such a display, they might dismiss it as a child's antics.

But if they paid attention to the words leaving the little girl's mouth, they surely were in for a surprise.

"I'm not surprised she doesn't want to bend and adapt. You see, that happens when you take to much out of one place... I know you might've not intended it as a punishment but it certainly felt like it. An unwarranted one at that. What did they ever do to you to have paraside taken from them? If you compare that new and bright world to their own world, it certainly feels like you're sending them to their deaths.

She surveyed her flowers with an adorable frown, they didn't look happy and if they wilted to soon her mommy will surely be sad. But she had plucked them out already and they couldn't go back to how they were. These flowers lives couldn't go to waste.

What to do?

Her little hands encountered her bony hips and she got even redder in her frustration

" We already had it your way and she wouldn't listen and do what she's supposed to do. Now we'll have it my way. And I say cut her some slack. You're taking it away at the end anyways. So you might as well give her some happiness.

Then, as if you passed a switch, the little girl looked around with an adorably confused air, picked up the wilted flowers and made a run for her mother when the woman appeared around the corner calling ger for dinner.

Somewhere in another world, friends and family reunited in an otherwise impossible feat.

Thanks to the merciful face of the Gods.

...

Rilian proceeded with the wedding ceremody despite opposition and protest, Rowena will be his Queen, he has promised his father on his deathbed and it wasn't a hardship to marry such an attractive lady. On top of that she was one of the most intelligent people he had met and she was helping hom overcome his fear and distrust of magic. She couldn't be more different from the green witch thar killed his mother and abducted him.

She had stayed by his father's side all of those years he had been away unwillingly, and for that he was grateful. Even if he weren't grateful and his father hadn't asked that of him, he was bound by honor and duty to repay his debt to her. To take care of her. It was only right.

Trumpkin could rage and rant all he wanted but Rilian won't change his mind and in that he was pretty much his father's son. Telmarine men were stubborn mules, you see. His mother used to joke about it...

How he missed them both, his parents.

She came from another world, he didn't think it was quite the same realm of the 4 of Cair Paravel.

The clothes in which they had arrived to Narnia weren't even similar to the clothes Rowena had on. They were pretty much the same as an average narnian's clothing.

Even their costumes. But that was were similarities ended. Their animals didn't speak and they really had an unhealthy relationship with Nature.

For what she had told him so far that's what he pieced. His father had never laid eyes on such a world. She used to read him books and ease his mind on his darkest hours and his deathbed. She explained that she had known Caspian since she was little and how he was her only friend and parental figure. That her powers allowed her to view Narnia through any reflexive surface, be it a mirror or water. That's how she got her first ever glimpse of Narnia and how she met Caspian.

Royal guests and subjets were in the garden waiting for the bride, Narnia's future Queen. Rowena Ravenclaw was a mistery for most Narnians and foreign noblemen. They wanted to lay eyes on her, this mysterious beauty from another world that maamged to snatch their king's heart and hand in marriage.

Rilian right now was a mystery. He had been missing for over 13 years. Everyone knew Rilian when he went missing, but they didn't know Rilian now.

His robes were exquisitely trimmed and decorated taking into consideration that they were still mourning late King Caspian.

The decorations and the flowers in the garden were in soft colors. All of the flowers were white.

When the bride finally appeared she was a sight to behold. With her dark hair braided in and sime white flowers added amongst the strands. Her crown was already around her head and the white gown was trimmed in dark blue.

The wedding vows were breathtaking:

"I pledge my love to you, and everything that I own.

I promise you the first bite of my meat and the first sip from by cup.

I pledge that your name will always be the name I cry aloud in the dead of night.

I promise to honor you above all others.

Our love is never-ending, and we will remain, forevermore, equals in our marriage.

This is my wedding vow to you"

"Don't walk in front of me I might not be a good follower, don't walk behind me, I might not be a good leader, walk beside me and be my friend."

A mighty roar resonated around the gardens, the sky lighted up and then darkened and shooting stars crossed the sky leaving everyone awed. It was taken as a prosperous sign and people related their current Queen with late Queen Liliandil. Those two signs were taken as approval of the marriage, by Aslan and the stars.

The roar of the lyon and the shower of shooting stars made it into registered narnian history, but the 3 unexpected guests that appeared out of thin air didn't.

Nor the smile that flourished in the bride's face when she laid eyes on them.

Her friends and family made it to her wedding day, it was something she didn't dare to hope, but the best gift she could ever receive.

However her three friends and the wedding guests had a lot to take in.

One thing was sure. This surely was a day to remember.

Taking everything in, Helga made it through the stunned guests and gave her friend a big hug. She was safe, that's a relief. Afterwards, she glared.

_ Sir, I don't think we've met before.

The stunned Knights and subjects witnessed their King stutter for the first time. Helga Hufflepuff in that single moment, was like a mother beard.

Godric's roaring laugh and Salazar's sigh barely made it to Rowena's ears and she couldn't help her own laughter.

All is well.

...

Building the castle was the best moment their friendship had, everyone contributed with what they knew and no one questioned the other for they trusted blindly in each other, from Godric's moving suits of armour, Helga's funny portraits, Rowena's moving stsirs and Salazar's wards and vanishing doors.

That was Hogwarts life force more than the founders themselves. For Hogwarts was their pride and joy but akso the combination of everyone's will and intention. Rowena made if so Hogwarts took something from everyone, staff and student's included.

The good and the bad, it took it all and made it's own choice.

That golden age couldn't prepare them for what happened afterwards.