The Hogwarts Founders Return

Chapter one Salazar Slytherin

     A gleaming silver sword has appeared inside the sorting hat, it's handle glittering with rubies the size of eggs.

"KILL THE BOY! LEAVE THE BIRD! THE BOY IS BEHIND YOU! SNIFF-SMELL HIM!" yells Tom Riddle the Heir of Slytherin.

Harry was on his feet, ready. The basilisk's head was falling, its body coiling around, hitting pillars as it twisted to face him. He could see the vast, bloody eye sockets, see the mouth stretching wide, wide enough to swallow whole, lined with fangs long as his sword, thin, glittering, venomous-

It lunged blindly- Harry dodged and it hit the chamber wall. It lunged again, and its forked tongue-lashed Harry's side. Harry raised the sword in both hands-

The basilisk lunged again, and this time it's aim was true- Harry threw his whole weight behind the sword and drove it to the hilt into the roof of the serpent's mouth-

But as warm blood drenched Harry's arm, he felt a searing pain just above his elbow. One long, poisonous fang was sinking deeper and deeper into his arm, and it splintered as the basilisk kneeled over sideways and fell, twitching, to the floor.

Harry slid down the wall. Suddenly someone walked through the statue of Salazar Slytherin, a young sixteen-year-old. The young boy looked a lot like the statue of Salazar just a younger version. The boy walked over to the Basilisk's body and stood there staring at the basilisk.

Harry grabbed the fang that was spreading poison through his body and wretched it out of his arm. But Harry knew it was too late. White hot pain was spreading slowly and steadily from the wound. Even as he dropped the fang and watched his own blood soaking his robes, his vision went foggy. The chamber was dissolving in a whirl of dull color.

A patch of scarlet swarm past, and Harry heard a soft clatter of claws beside him.

"Fawkes," said Harry thickly. "You were fantastic, Fawkes..."

He felt the bird lay its beautiful head on the spot where the serpent's fang had pierced him.

He could hear echoing footsteps and then a dark shadow moved in front of them

"You're dead, Harry Potter," said Riddle's voice above him. "Dead. Even Dumbledore's bird knows it. Do you see what he's doing, Potter? He's crying."

Harry blinked. Fawke's head slid in and out of focus. Thick, pearly tears were trickling down the glossy feathers.

"I'm going to watch you die, Harry Potter. Take your time, I'm in no hurry."

Harry felt drowsy. Everything around him seemed to be spinning.

"So ends the famous Harry Potter," said Riddle's distant voice. "Alone in the chamber of secrets, forsaken by his friends, defeated at last by the dark lord..."

"Will you shut up?" Asked the boy who came through the statue.

A pearly patch of tears was shining all around the wound- except there was no wound-

"Get away, bird," said Riddle's voice suddenly. "Get away from him-I said, get away-"

"I don't think the bird is listening, Idiot." Said the boy.

Harry raised his head. Riddle was pointing Harry wand at Fawkes, there was a bang like a gun, and Fawkes took flight again in a whirl of gold and scarlet.

"Well, that wasn't very nice you could have hurt the poor bird." said the boy mocking Tom Riddle more and more.

"Pheonix tears..." said Riddle quietly, staring at Harrys arm. "Of course... healing powers... I forgot..."

"Must be a muggle-born or just a complete idiot." said the boy mocking Tom Riddle once again.

Tom got agitated and pointed the wand at the boy. " Do you know who I am, I am Lord Voldemort, the Heir of Salazar Slytherin. I am no muggle-born now you will shut up and bow down to the Heir of Slytherin."

"I will do no such thing young boy; you may be the Heir of Slytherin... but I am SALAZAR SLYTHERIN."

Tom Riddle laughed "Salazar Slytherin is dead..."

"Yes, but I brought myself back with old magic, powerful magic that you will never dream of being able to use one day."

In a rush of wings, Fawkes had soared back overhead, and something fell into Harry's lap-the diary.

"Stab the diary with the basilisk fang." said Salazar.

Harry seized the basilisk fang on the floor next to him and plunged it straight into the heart of the book.

There was a long, dreadful, piercing scream. Ink spurted out of the diary in torrents, streaming over Harry's hand, flooding the floor. Riddle was writhering and twisting, screaming and failing and the- Tom Riddle was gone.

"Might have been my heir but he was annoying and had to go," said Salazar, walking back to where the basilisk was lying dead. "Now if you will excuse me, I have a basilisk to revive."

Just then three more people appeared one boy and two girl all at the age of sixteen. Harry can't recall ever seeing any of them around the castle before.

"Im afraid we can't let you revive the basilisk, Salazar." Said the boy.

Salazar looked at the three and laughed." Godric, Helga and Rowena welcome back, fine, your right they're easier ways to get rid of all the muggle Borns."

Salazar disappeared.

The three approached Harry, the boy was tall, muscular, with red hair. He has green eyes, peach-colored skin. He spoke to Harry first.

"Hello, I'm Godric Gryffindor."

Harry was shocked he just came to the realization that he just met the four founder of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

A round, plump girl with brown hair and blue eyes gave Harry a wide smile and said "I'm Helga Hufflepuff.

The last girl was tall, pale skin, dark eyes, and long black hair.

"I'm Rowena Ravenclaw."

"How are you all back? "Asked Harry.

"Old powerful magic we know how to bring people back from the dead but only do it on very special circumstances."

Harry wished he knew how to do that. He would bring his parents back.

"You have done the school a great service and will be rewarded but for ow the young girl is waking; you should get her out of here to safety."

Fawkes helped Harry and Ginny get out picking up Ron and Lockhart on the way. Once out of the chamber of secrets Fawkes led them to Professor McGonagall's office.

Harry knocked and pushed the door open.