Thick Walls, Thicker Bonds

Chapter Two

Sammael had been busy. He'd given a dozen goblins at Gringotts heart attacks when they'd learned who he was. Apparently, having a sealed savings vault for 900 years really added up in interest. Sammael was... wealthy, to put it lightly. He'd never have to work a day in his life. In fact, his descendants—should he ever had any—wouldn't have to work for at the very least ten generations. He'd given generous tips to ensure that his identity would remain private for now, but even still it was relatively easy for him to buy a modest house in Hogsmeade. Had he wanted, he could have built himself a castle. But, he felt the need to be close to Hogwarts.

After that, he'd raided Salazar, Selwyn and Salazar Jr's private vaults. He'd found their journals, their books with their discoveries, bottled memories and various heirlooms. He'd been in 2004 for about a week now, and he'd spent every moment he could spare pouring through these books.

Salazar II seemed to despise Mundanes even more than the original had. Selwyn wrote about how he would regularly storm Mundane Villages who had been mistreating a magical child born there, and burn the entire thing to the ground after rescuing the child. Salazar II's grandchildren were just as prejudice. Sammael was saddened to learn that Mundanes had murdered Synnove and her three young children in retaliation. However, he couldn't help but feel pride as he read about his little brother's accomplishments: he tamed dragons, herded unicorns, discovered new lands, invented new potions and rituals. While Salazar II focused on completely separating the wizarding world from the Mundanes, Selwyn worked on bringing peace between the wizards, vampires, werewolves and Veela (along with many other creatures).

Both wizards, in their journals, claimed to be successful. Curious, Sammael then started collecting old newspapers, as well as modern history books. He became a regular at Florish and Blotts. It got to the point where the workers would always light up with smiles and rush to his side, inquiring what he was looking for that particular day.

What he found disgusted him.

Mundanes, or Muggles as they were called in modern times, were in fact completely separated from the wizarding world, and so Salazar II was most certainly successful. However, Muggleborns were integrated into wizarding society at the age of ELEVEN. Eleven. Not only that, but they returned to the Muggle world every summer. They were so full of foolish muggle opinions that they then tried to change wizarding life to match the muggles! They even managed to undo all of Selwyn's hard work (some of the only peaceful work the Slytherin Line ever attempted) by spreading irrational fear for vampires (who usually asked permission before they fed on somebody) and werewolves.

Werewolves suffered the most at the Muggleborns' hands. The poor creatures were often separated from their pack after being bitten, then hidden away for their childhood. Well NO WONDER there were so many cases of werewolf attacks! If somebody tried treating Sammael like that he'd probably start biting people, for Merlin's sake! By neglecting their creature side, it made the transformations harder, and generations of it reduced werewolves to little more than blood-thirsty rabid dogs by divesting them of their senses during the full moon. Not only that, but they weren't able to transform at will, anymore. They could only change during the full moon. The most horrid thing of all, is werewolves like someone named Fenrir Greyback were made out to be monsters for giving into their instincts and actually acting like a werewolf. It was so unexplainably absurd it blew Sammael's mind that the werewolves hadn't fought back harder than they were!

Uncontrollable monsters. Ha! Marches and protests. That's what the werewolves were doing to try to gain sympathy. And yet, they were still called and treated like monsters. The injustice of it was disgusting.