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"Leave my room." Salazar Slytherin is kneeling before a fire, his pet by his side. A woman's face floats silently within the flames.
The tall woman at the door laughs oddly and walks across the room to the desk near the window. "Salazar, put out that fire. Come meet your cousin. She is quite lovely."
"No Mother, I will not." Salazar frowns and waves his mother off impatiently. "Taniha is a child. Merely a child. Madaeze is a woman. I have made my choice." The face in the fire smiles viciously.
A female's strong, thick voice fills the room. "The Egyptians are the keepers of the old magick. Salazar and I will create something beautiful." Salazar stands to face his mother.
"I have made my choice. You will have to live with that." The pet rises up on it's haunches, hissing and weaving toward Salazar's mother.
Melusine Slytherin recoils, edging up onto the window sill.
Are you scared of Riana, Mother? Why? Because you understand her, but can't control her? The snake slinks closer to Melusine, its tongue flicking up and down rapidly. The man Salazar grins pretentiously.
"I will go to Madaeze. She will bear children with me. We shall become something fantastic." The man goes to his closets, removing some clothing as he continues to speak.
"She-" gesturing to the fire, "will be the mother of the greatest and most terrible of wizards. You should be proud, Melusine. You should pay your respects. She shall bear the one who purifies the world. Her spawn shall wipe the filth from the earth."
Melusine sputters. "What filth?"
Salazar rounds on her, face furious but voice steady.
"The filth of muggles and the half-breeds! Mudbloods. Those that would lock us away, far from them. Those that would have us hide our gifts. Those that would DENY this family's greatness." He throws a necklace on top of the small pile of clothes. His eye catches the gleam and he picks it up.
"You see this Mother? You see THIS?!?!" The pendant drops from his hand and the chain shines. "This, Mother, was the necklace that my grandmother gave to my father after his father left them. To remind him to not let blood traitors dirty your line." Salazar snorts and turns back to his duties. A spell brings his trunk to his side and he places every piece of clothing meticulously into it.
"I hope that the next time I set foot in this place, I am well-received and given the respect due to me. And she-" motioning for a last time to the waning fire- "will be my bride, and as such, will be given the respect she deserves as well."
Salazar exits, trunk floating after him. He passes by the guests, acknowledging not one of the adoring or bewildered looks.
After he closes the door behind him, Salazar speaks in the hissing speech he had perfected, his voice rising to the window above him and a scream emits as Riana slithers past Melusine and onto the ledge.
"Wingardium Leviosa." A simple spell brings his beloved Riana to him and he and his things disappear with a pop.
~~~***~~~
The woman from the fire is laughing. She is not happy, but she is laughing none the less. She has suitors visiting. Where is her beloved?
The tall woman at the door laughs oddly and walks across the room to the desk near the window. "Salazar, put out that fire. Come meet your cousin. She is quite lovely."
"No Mother, I will not." Salazar frowns and waves his mother off impatiently. "Taniha is a child. Merely a child. Madaeze is a woman. I have made my choice." The face in the fire smiles viciously.
A female's strong, thick voice fills the room. "The Egyptians are the keepers of the old magick. Salazar and I will create something beautiful." Salazar stands to face his mother.
"I have made my choice. You will have to live with that." The pet rises up on it's haunches, hissing and weaving toward Salazar's mother.
Melusine Slytherin recoils, edging up onto the window sill.
Are you scared of Riana, Mother? Why? Because you understand her, but can't control her? The snake slinks closer to Melusine, its tongue flicking up and down rapidly. The man Salazar grins pretentiously.
"I will go to Madaeze. She will bear children with me. We shall become something fantastic." The man goes to his closets, removing some clothing as he continues to speak.
"She-" gesturing to the fire, "will be the mother of the greatest and most terrible of wizards. You should be proud, Melusine. You should pay your respects. She shall bear the one who purifies the world. Her spawn shall wipe the filth from the earth."
Melusine sputters. "What filth?"
Salazar rounds on her, face furious but voice steady.
"The filth of muggles and the half-breeds! Mudbloods. Those that would lock us away, far from them. Those that would have us hide our gifts. Those that would DENY this family's greatness." He throws a necklace on top of the small pile of clothes. His eye catches the gleam and he picks it up.
"You see this Mother? You see THIS?!?!" The pendant drops from his hand and the chain shines. "This, Mother, was the necklace that my grandmother gave to my father after his father left them. To remind him to not let blood traitors dirty your line." Salazar snorts and turns back to his duties. A spell brings his trunk to his side and he places every piece of clothing meticulously into it.
"I hope that the next time I set foot in this place, I am well-received and given the respect due to me. And she-" motioning for a last time to the waning fire- "will be my bride, and as such, will be given the respect she deserves as well."
Salazar exits, trunk floating after him. He passes by the guests, acknowledging not one of the adoring or bewildered looks.
After he closes the door behind him, Salazar speaks in the hissing speech he had perfected, his voice rising to the window above him and a scream emits as Riana slithers past Melusine and onto the ledge.
"Wingardium Leviosa." A simple spell brings his beloved Riana to him and he and his things disappear with a pop.
~~~***~~~
The woman from the fire is laughing. She is not happy, but she is laughing none the less. She has suitors visiting. Where is her beloved?