Rowena Ravenclaw- The Slytherins

Chapter 12

Seeing the dawning comprehension on her friend's faces, Rowena smiled contentedly.

"But... I can't! I've never-ever done such a... I mean I..."

Rowena waved Helga's stutters away:

"It's normal you've never seen in the futur yet. You're gift may only come with the right tools. You're probably need a cristal ball, a tea cup... like in the books! Do you have The Futur Lies Beyond by Calchas, Salazar?"

"I think so." answered Salazar. 

Rowena noticed the slight slump of shoulders of Helga. 'So, she told herself with amusement, Helga doesn't like course books.'

"Lend it to Helga, why not. She could learn more and I'm sure she'll be interested."

Salazar quickly got a book out of the big bag they had packed.

After they had escaped the village, Salazar had let them to Slytherin Manor with Lord Willington. Helga and Rowena, who had been famished, ate with relish, and the next day they had packed big bulging bags with undetectable extension charms set on them by Maronica Slytherin, Salazar's mother. They had been hiding in a invisible cave which had been used by the Slytherins just in case they would ever need hiding (you never knew when you would get caught at performing witchcraft). 

Rowena didn't know what she thought of the Slytherins: she had mixed feelings. They were tough and very kind to them, but she couldn't help remembering the disgusted look they had shot Godric when he had gone on about how he loved his muggle adoptive parents. They had murmured: 'Blood Traitor' to each other, then had resumed their polite and kind attitude. They were cold to Godric after that. And when she had explained that her mother was a muggle-born (an expression Salazar had taught her) and that her father was a muggle, they had looked at her pityingly.

Yes, there was something strange about the family, but even Salazar seemed puzzled from their attitudes. And Salazar himself was nice, but, Rowena thought, perhaps, a little full of himself, and very anxious to achieve his goals.

Godric was also full of himself, perhaps even more so, but Godric was very brave and chivalrous, and although he was boastful and sometimes stupid in her eyes, she found him very entertaining, funny and sweet. Sweet. She must really find better words to express her feelings, even if it wasn't out loud, she reflected.

Rowena smiled to herself and took out her own large bag from the corner. With the help of her friends, she pulled out a bookshelf and then started sorting the books from her bag into need rows on it. It was noon when she finished, and she smiled contentedly. She noticed Helga reading the book, excitment dancing in her eyes.