“You look beautiful, as always.”
Rowena smiled. “Thank you, Salazar,” she said vaguely.
“What seems to be the matter, princess?” Salazar wore a confused expression. “Is there a problem?”
Rowena shook her head vigorously, her dark hair falling in front of her face.
“Is it Lord Ravenclaw?”
Rowena stared at him. “How…?”
Salazar smiled triumphantly. “I can tell from that miserable expression you were wearing just now,” he smirked. Then suddenly became very serious and said, “What did he do now
“He slapped me,” replied Rowena angrily.
“Will you keep your voice down, Salazar?” Rowena whispered furiously.
“Sorry.” Salazar looked at her slightly red cheek and let out a frustrated sigh. “If it weren’t for you, princess, I would have left by now.”
“Why do you always say that? That is the reason why I did not want to tell you,” snapped Rowena.
Salazar looked at her. “Because I care about you,” he said quietly. “You are my best friend, after all.” Rowena softened instantly.
“I am sorry,” she sighed. “It’s just that father knows perfectly how to ruin things for me.” She widened her eyes slightly to prevent the tears that were threatening to form behind them. Salazar hugged her.
“Come on, dance with me.” He led her to the podium.
Godric and Helga were dancing silently, looking around them at the people and the decorations. Godric scowled when he saw Lord Ravenclaw chatting with a group of women, who were heavily studded with jewelry. Rowena Ravenclaw was nowhere to be seen. A melodious sound made him to look at Helga, who was laughing silently at a clumsy old couple dancing, although it looked more like stumbling around, beside them.
She caught him looking at her and jerked her head in the direction of the couple. Her eyes were sparkling merrily, almost irresistibly. Without pausing to consider what he was doing, he bent down and brushed his lips against hers, lightly.
She stared at him confusedly for a moment, and then asked innocently, “Does this have a reason too?”
“Excuse me?” said Godric, furrowing his eyebrows.
“Well,” started Helga. “I have noticed that everything you do, you do with a specific reason behind it. So does this have a reason too?” she repeated.
Godric stared at her for a long time. Then, suddenly, he burst out laughing. “Yes, you could say that,” he said, ruffling her hair playfully.
Helga beamed. “I knew that!”
Just then Godric spotted Rowena Ravenclaw twirling around a person dressed in impressive green robes. He watched them until they stopped dancing to get something to drink. “Come on,” he muttered to Helga before taking her by the waist and pulling her with him.
“Your highness,” he said when he reached them. Rowena and Salazar turned around. Godric pecked her on the back of her hand. “Happy Birthday.” Rowena smiled weakly. “I am Godric Gryffindor and this is Helga Hufflepuff.”
“Your highness,” Helga bowed.
“Oh no, please call me Rowena,” she smiled. “Thank you, Godric and Helga. By the way, Salazar Slytherin,” she said, laying a hand on Salazar’s arm. “He is the Chief General of my father’s army.”
“Hi.” Salazar Slytherin inclined his head at Godric and proceeded to kiss Helga’s hand.
“I have seen you before, Salazar Slytherin,” Helga said to Salazar. “Two years ago in the battle with that North Country. At that time you were a soldier, weren’t you?”
“Indeed, I was, Helga Hufflepuff,” said Salazar clearly. “I am a little surprised that you remembered my face among hundreds of soldiers.”
“Of course, I remembered you,” Helga said. “You were very brave.”
Salazar grinned. “I like her,” he said to Rowena, who laughed and rolled her eyes to Godric.
“Why don’t we all go outside and get to know each other,” Godric suggested.
“Yes, that would be nice,” stated Rowena. Salazar nodded and took Helga’s arm immediately, leading her outside. Godric frowned at his back and reluctantly offered his arm to Rowena.
Now all he had to do was play nice.
A/N. I am sorry it took so long. Something really bad happened and I just couldn't do this chapter. Unfortunately, I also had exams going. Now just review and make me happy!