𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘗𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘌𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘺 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘦

Chapter 12 - Godric's Hollow

Chapter 12

3rd POV

Godric's Hollow Pt. 2

Flashback will be written in italics

Harry stood on the hill overlooking a newly constructedHogwarts, Godric standing by his side in his mindscape. He watched as students walked through the gorounds and looked to be enjoying a day off, many of them laying on the grass beside the black lake, which was smaller than it was in the present.

"I feel it is time to show you a little more of my past, I believe you are ready to see it." Godric said, his face unreadable as he gazed down at the castle and its students.

"We'll be picking up the story five years after Hogwarts had accepted students, Salazar had been absent this entire time as he hunted down the cabal." Godric paused and closed his eyes, Harry was sure he saw a flash of regret cross his face before it was gone.

"If only we had paid more attention, Rowena, Helga and me. Maybe Salazar..." Godric trailed off before taking a deep breath.

"Prepare yourself young one." Godric said as Harry nodded.

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Godric strode from the entrance doors of the castle. His dragonhide outfit covered by a dark red and gold rode, a wide grin on his face.

He moved past small clusters of students who gave him nods or smiles, but none said a word as they kept their eyes on either himself or the tall thin man at the entrance gate to the grounds.

As Godric arrived at the gate, his smile grew as he saw his old friend, still dressed and groomed with impeccable taste. He robes a dark almost black green with silver embroidering across them.

"Salazar, my friend. I'm glad you have returned after so long." Godric boomed, scattering a huddle of second year girls as they shrieked at the sudden greeting.

Salazar stood leaning on the gate with a smirk as he watched Godric move closer until he stepped forward. Godric wrapped his arms around his brother in all but blood before patting him on the back.

"It's been five years, hasn't it?" Godric grinned, an arm around the man's shoulder.

"Indeed, it has my friend, I have much to tell you about my time away." Salazar said before glancing around the grounds of the school.

"It happened just after you left. Our first batch of students, Helga and I went around the surrounding villages and gathered any we could find. Tuition is free for the first year at the moment." Godric explained, continuing as he saw Salazar's raised eyebrow.

"Yes, free. At least until we get a reputation being the first and finest school of witchcraft and wizardry in the British Isles." Godric announced, his free arm giving a grand gesture, encompassing the castle and its grounds.

"That seems... reasonable." Salazar agreed, albeit with a slow drawl.

Godric led Salazar up into the great hall where Rowena and Helga were waiting. The great hall was large with a head table near the far wall and a dozen rectangular tables large enough to hold six students. The hall was far larger than needed, at least for the moment.