TheMarauders05
"OBLIVIATE!" Lockheart bellows, pointing one Ronald Weasley's taped up wand at two figures adorned in Gryffindor red robes.
Then, a burst of light exploded in the room, making it impossible to see anything except plain, utter white, as a deafening crash of rocks could be heard from a mile away, caving up one side of an entire archway.
Nostalgia began to cloud his mind, like cotton being stuck into his earholes, making it hard to hear anything.
And suddenly, memories started flashing before his eyes
What if in Harry's past life, he was Salazar Slytherin?
What if Hermione was Rowena Ravenclaw, Luna was Helga Hufflepuff and Neville was Godric Gryffindor?
The Founders were back once more at Hogwarts...
Warnings ⚠️
-Swearing
-there is literally no plot
-some references you may have heard from
-absolutely revolting grammar that is worse than Dazai kicking you like Akutagawa (if you know, you know and now were best friends and there is nothing you can do about it.)
-and some dark humour
This story has been heavily inspired by 'I'm not the heir of Slytherin, I am Slytherin' by Akshaya2006 ( go check it out! Its a really good book)