11NOTE: Hey! I have been writing a lot of fics in another fanfiction website, however, I never wrote a English fic. I am Brazilian! I am reallt sorry for any error you might find! I am actually looking for a beta!
Oh, I don't know with who Hermione is getting with, I have some ideas, but I don't know! I hope you enjoy it!
It was a dark night for those who stood in the vast hills of Scotland. Standing, watching the sky become darker, there was a beautiful woman with a long curly and blond hair and a nose that had little freckles wich was already becoming a little red because of the cold around her. Her eyes, slightly swollen by the drop tears, were normally amber, however anyone who looked ate her could see that she was sad and melancholic
She did not know what to do. He was leaving.
He was leaving and worse, she was pregnant of him and he had to leave. Both their lives were in danger. Marvolo, her uncle was power-hungry and seeing that Salazar was one of the most powerful men of that time, his uncle gushed lies to everyone saying that he was the villain and now everyone was behind him, and worse, no one believed anything she said.
They said that she was wrong, she was being ignorant. But who were they to call her ignorant when she was the smartest witch has been viewed?
The life of her preciousness, her daughter, who was still growing in her womb was being threatened. Her monstrous uncle had discovered who were the father of her daughter and because Cassandra, her ex-friend who was also a seer, he found that her little girl was the key to his supreme reign and now that he knew about it he intended to kidnap her as soon as she was born, and make her his new daughter, the heiress of his reign. According to Cassandra, Marvolo and all those who wanted to rid the world of those who were considered unclean would only be glorious with her daughter at their side. But she would not let that happen.
Tears felt from her eyes when she felt a tightness in her stomach. Her daughter knew what her mother felt. She knew that her father would be leaving for their safety. She knew that the whole magical world was being duped by her uncle who thought he was perfect and that self-elected minister of magic and declared to all that her daddy, her mother's soul mate, the man of her life was dangerous and he was killing Muggles and Muggle-borns because he thought they did not deserve to be in their world. But that was a lie! It was his uncle who committed the atrocities and no one wanted to believe her! Her daughter, also knew the fate that awaited them.
Only two people believed in her. Helga and Godric. Their best friends. Four of them were best friends since forever and they always would support each other no matter what. If more people believe in it, they could fight Marvolo, but as the whole wizarding world was against Salazar, it was impossible to defeat her uncle. They were already losing hope. There was no way change the course of events. Not now.
There, in the hill of Scotland she awaited his two companions and her lover so she could put her plan into action. It hurt deep in his heart what they would do, but she had seen the future if they do not do what they had to do.
She heard footsteps behind her and soon as she knew they were arrived, she felt being embraced by two strong, large and affection arms. She did not need to turn to know that there was a beautiful man with a firm chin, two dimples on both cheeks, brown hair, green eyes, tall and tanned holding her. She did not need to turn to know that the love of her life was here. She only knew. Still stuck in his embrace, she felt him rest his chin against his shoulder, and with a warm voice that brought chills to her spine, he whispered:
- It'll be all right my princess, you'll see. - That only made the tears fall from her eyes faster than before. With a sigh she turned and met the eyes of her beloved and after a chaste kiss on her lips she turned to her two other best friends, that were quietly waitin the exchange between them.
- Let's start then. - She wanted to get this done. The pain of doing what they would do again filled her chest, but she could not give up. No, she could not. The future of all people around the world depended on them and the ritual that they were starting to do.
The world would end with the reign of Marvolo. After he could no longer mask their true identity, it would be all too late for the world, both muggle and wizard's worlds. But there was a catch. If they do a certain ritual involving what normal people considered black magic and managed to convince the great gods of magic that what they wanted with that ritual was anything but selfish, they could save the wizard world.
But for that she would have to get rid of your most valuable asset. Her daughter.
Helga, his beloved, sweet and generous friend made a big enough salt circle so they could sit around. The four at the same time began to whisper in Latin an old witch song, asking for the grweat Gods. And at that moment, on that hill, under that full moon on that Halloween night, the results would be very interesting.
They saw the leaves get up from the floor around them and her ears were filled with cries of dead witches whom died at that same day, under that same moon. The terrifying screams did not make them give up what they wanted to do, actually made them try harder ritual.
A pool of blood gushed out of nowhere in the middle of the circle and from there, a picture of a woman with blond hair and blue eyes that seemed blind and wearing a long white robe, emerged. The woman looked to all the circle members, studying them until their creepy blue eyes stopped on her, asking her if she was strong and determined enough to do what they had to do. She stared back with determination, she could not show it, but she was too scared and half-dead woman who was watching almost arrogantly knew it too.
The woman in white robe looked at her for a few moments until suddenly she raised her pale right hand, inviting her to take her and Rowena, with a last look towards her friends and her lover, she reached out to the woman and when another strangled cry of dead witches who died violently on the spot was heard, the two disappeared swallowed by a brilliant ball that appeared.
With a thud, her and the dead woman appeared in a sark street. The woman looked at her with a dead look and with a strangled voice she said:
"Fifteen minutes"
She had fifteen minutes to complete her mission. With a wand gesture she has become invisible and then left the dead woman.
That the world had changed a lot, she was sure, but she had no time to admire all those lights and the life styles of those who lived there. Her eyes stopped in a house. It was the most quiet home on that noisy place. Walking silently to the house, she came through the open window and ran into a young couple sleeping on a couch.
Suddenly a small clock sounded in her head, showing her that her time was running out and she had to complete her mission as quickly as possible. With a sighed of sadness and with one last look at her belly, she did the spell.
She felt like something was being ripped from her, but actually, it was. Her daughter who was apparently asleep appeared in front of a wrapped yellow light. She wanted to be looking for her forever but she knew she could not, she had no time.
The yellow light was moving away and taking with it, her daughter. When the baby arrived a few centimeters from the woman, the wrapped light got inside the woman's belly an then, the baby was gone, but this time she was safe inside that sleeping woman. Rowena gave a strangled gasp when she felt that her daughter would never see her real mother. She would never see her grow up.
The clock rang in her head again showing that their time was over, it was time to go back to her time. Before she could disappear, hereyes lit burning, and then she looked at the couple.
"I know you're sleeping Dan and Emma Granger, but I also know you can hear me in your sleep. Take good care of her"; and then with a loud crack, Rowena Ravenclaw disappeared causing the couple wake up
- What? - Asked both frightened by the crack made by their side. "Oh, it was nothing dear, probably the neighbor is throwing a party" Dan whispered. "Come Emma, let's go to bed". And taking her in his arms, he took her to bed so they could sleep.
Eight months later, on September 19 of 1979 Hermione Jean Granger, daughter of Dan and Emma Granger, was born.
week had passed since she had gone to the future and given her daughter to the Grangers, and now Godric, Helga, Salazar and she were in her personal room at Hogwarts enjoying each other's company, as this would be the last time they would see each other. Rowena would go away with Salazar
"What will happen now, dear friend?" Questioned Helga breaking the silence that was spreading across the room. Rowena sighed.
"I do not know Helga. Marvolo died, but the world still blame Salazar for the murders of all the Muggles".
"And they still thinks that me and Godric ...".
"Godric and I, Salazar". Corrected Rowena. Salazar smiled fondly at his mistress.
" Yes, the world still thinks that Godric and I are estranged and will remain so, because if they find out the truth, they will hunt Godric as they still hunting me". Rowena snorted, then sighed sadly and laid her head on his shoulder Salazar also looked rather sad.
" She'll be fine Rown, Sallie". Godric said. Helga agreed. Salazar snorted for child nickname that his mother called him.
"I know! I see the future, I know what will happen to her, but until everything gets resolve, so much will happen! "Exploded Rowena" But it's just that I feel like I had trade my daughter like I chance clothes! I love her!
"I also have love her, we all love" Godric and Helga agreed " And when she finds out the truth, she'll know it. Everything will be alright " Salazar finished pulling the euphoric woman to his chest and kissed the top of her head affectionately.
" We will miss you guys so much!" Rowena turned to Godric and Helga.
"We both will miss you too, Rown. You also Sallie". Godric said, smiling at the face that his friend made when he heard his nickname. –"But you need to go away. Get marry. Love each other, have more children! And when you least expect we will be seeing each other again in heaven"
" Do not be stupid Godric, the heaven does not exist"
" Yes there is"
"No, it does not exist"
"Yes there is"
-"No, it does not exist…"
"Merlim!" laughed Rowena " I'll miss the childishness of you too " The four smiled simultaneously this time.
Rowena and Salazar left the wizarding world that day, and were living as Muggles, where they changed their name to Granger. They had another daughter, Helena that was taught all about magic at home, since she obviously was not going to attend Hogwarts. They adopted a Muggle boy when Helena was fifteen, as Rowena could not have more childrens.
After years of marriage living at the muggle world, Salazar somehow got of Dragon Pox, where after three months of illness, died.
Klaus, the adopted son of Salazar and Rowena, being a truly muggle remained in the muggle world, differently of his mother and sister, that decided to return to the wizarding world. Later he married Eliza Davis, and after a year of marriage, they had a son, James Granger, continuing the Granger line.
A few years before died, Salazar had bought a beautiful diadem to Rowena, that since his death used it every day. Several people asked the reason for the continued use of the object, not wanting to give the relationship between her and her dead husband, Rowena lied, saying that the diadem influenced her mind, making it more intelligent.
His daughter Helena jealous of her mother, and trying to overcome her intelligence, stole her diadem, and fled to a forest in Albania, where time later after the death of her mother, was murdered by Baron, the man who loved her lifetime.
Filled with guilt and contempt of herself, Helena could not move on to the afterlife, and then she became a ghost who later became known among all the students and professors at Hogwarts as the gray woman, the ghost of Ravenclaw Tower.
When she was a sweet and delicate child, she heard her parents talking about certain newborn child they had opened the hand of having, loving and caring, her sister, Hermione, in order to somehow improve the wizarding world . She never knew for sure what happened to her older sister, but she knew her mother kept a sadness in the depths of her heart that would never be filled. Not when no one would ever know she existed.
When she died, and finally turned into a ghost, she felt she had a debt with her mother and then screaming with all her might, she announced to anyone who would listen that her mother - she failed to mention her father in this part, as her mother had said that no one could find out about herfather, otherwise she, who was now dead, and her brother who was still alive and living in the Muggle world could somehow be harmed - was another descendant, her sister, Hermione .
Gossip is something that runs fast that spreads like fire, so afer telling the true, the whole world was looking for the house of Ravenclaw heir.
But the search was in vain.
Many looked for her, every single men looking for a wife, Auror, journalists, women, children ... But nobody found her. Wherever Rowena Ravenclaw had hidden her oldest daughter, she had hidden very well because no one could find her. It was as like if the girl had simply gone and gone nowhere.
Durantes years, many said Helena bitterness of his death, had lied about his sister. But others said the girl was there, but did not want to be found. Some said she had died, but for most of them, it was all just a simple rumor.
So, what did you thought about that? I hope you all enjoyed it! Please, let me know! Next chapter will be post next week. Maybe Saturday? Oh, I promise it will be bigger, it was just the prologue.