Irene M. V. Williams

Chapter 19

(^What I think Sal (the ex-djinn) looks like as young and old above^)

"Alright, here is a list of possible names for you." Irene handed over her notebook to the former djinn. 

"Salazar, Loki, Ambrose, Arthur, Alvin,- really? Alvin." He gave her an incredulous look.

"I don't know, ok? I saw it so I wrote it down. Don't judge me." Irene said with a small smile on her face while holding back a small laugh. 

The ex-djinn continued to read the rest of the list but kept going back to Salazar, Loki, Arthur. 

"I've always loved old Arthurian legends about the king's adventures and Camelot. Salazar Slytherin was one of the founders of Hogwarts and I just love his first name. There's not enough about him, since everyone in the mage world is kind of prejudiced against Slytherins. After he left Hogwarts, he seemed to disappear from history." Here Irene shrugged, "I've always loved a good mystery, plus Salazar comes with the easy nick-name of Sal. Then there's Loki the God of Mischief, which I thought fit you really well for some reason. But it might be too much of an ostentatious name."

"Perhaps a derivative of Loki?"

"Hmm...that might work. Maybe for the last name. Look, Ki, Key...ooh what about Locke, like lock but with an 'e', for the last name?"

The ex-djinn tilted his head to the side, "Arthur Locke...no....Salazar Locke. I think I like it."

"Great! Ok, Salazar Locke, it is. I will see about setting you up with a background with the goblins. Then, we can have them contact Hogwarts on your behalf."

*Time skip brought to you by Bob Ross's voice*

Hermione and the boys were a bit weary of Salazar at first but soon warmed up to him by the end of the night. 

"So Salazar how long have you known Irene?" It was Lee's father that spoke up, he had seemed curious with the boy's presence since being introduced.

"It feels like I've known her forever, Mr. Jordan."

The man merely frowned in return, "I see." Before he went back to cutting his filet mignon.

Mrs. Granger looked up from her meal, a small blonde curl falling over her shoulder. "Where are you staying right now?"

"The Williams have been very kind to welcome me into their home and family."

Mrs. Granger turned her head toward Sarah and Irene, smiling gently towards them. "It was nice of them to take you in."

"Yes."

Sal looked back down at his food, hiding a smirk upon his lips.

"Did your parents die?"

It was Ginny that chimed in this time, her brown eyes looking over the crest of the table to peer curiously over at the strange new boy.

"Ginny! That is a very rude thing to ask!" The Weasley Mother nearly shouted across the table, causing the little girl to shudder.

Irene shot an angry look in the Mother's way.

"I'm fine. They died long ago, I don't even remember what they looked like anymore."

"I'm sorry." The little girl's lips trembled and her eyes filled with tears.

"It's ok, Ginny. I'm not sad. You don't need to be sad in my stead."

Out of the corner of his eye, Sal could just make out Irene's approving smile as he went to console the small child.

The table grew quiet again before the adults on the further side of the table began talking amongst themselves.

Hermione, who had been unusually silent for most of the night leaned in and whispered comparatively, "Did you hear about what happened to the Headmaster?"