Introduction to Existence
The Hufflepuff Common Room Series
Title: Introduction to Existence
Author: Bizarity
Rating: G
Prompt: Broken
Word Count: 500
Summary: How the Hufflepuff Common Room came to be.
Warnings: None. This fic is perfectly safe.
Notes: I wrote this for the 100quills challenge. There isn't really any plot because it's just the introduction.
My memories of the years before Hogwarts was completed are difficult to grasp; incomplete. I can recall only pieces of that life; moments where I can see Salazar and Godric standing tall in conference or see Rowena stooping over her books. I know what they looked like and I can sometimes remember their voices but this is not how I know them best.
Best, I know the pieces of them which remain within the grounds of Hogwarts. When they realised they could not live forever they grieved; but not for themselves. They grieved for Hogwarts. They believed Hogwarts was a character in and of itself and they grieved that they would have to leave it to survive alone.
So, they each left a part of themselves behind in one part of the castle. Godric Gryffindor was fair minded and had a great sense of justice; he gave his mind to the sorting hat which would benefit each and every student. Salazar Slytherin was ambitious and cunning; he gave his eyes to a statute which resides in a chamber I know better than to mention and which calls to those who share principals with Salazar. Rowena Ravenclaw loved learning more than anything else; she gave her voice to the books although they rarely use it now. Helga Hufflepuff loved every student; she gave her heart to me.
I'm the love Helga had for every student, I'm her need to protect them. I'm every good thought, every wish and every love she ever felt. In physical terms, I'm the Hufflepuff Common Room. Helga chose to embody herself in me because I'd be able to protect her students, and to give them somewhere where they would feel loved and at home.
I suppose there are advantages to being four walls, a ceiling and a floor instead of a human body. You can't forget, you can't die, you can't feel pain. I can't help feeling I miss a lot. I have vague memories of the physical world; of warmth on skin and wind in hair and silken clothes. As a room I can see, although I have no memory of the spell Helga must have cast to make that possible, but I can no longer feel anything. I try not to think about what I'm missing but sometimes I feel like there's a human part of me and a building part of me and the human part is trapped.
No, it's my life and I'm happy with it. I know I've existed through more death, more pain, more war and more evil than any human creature should but I don't see it. Instead, I see the Hufflepuff students I was created to look after. I see them learn and love and grow. I watch them from arrive, I watch them make friends, I watch them master spells. I watch most of them for seven years until they're old enough to go off into the world alone. They keep the two parts of me together.
See my table for this series here
Title: Introduction to Existence
Author: Bizarity
Rating: G
Prompt: Broken
Word Count: 500
Summary: How the Hufflepuff Common Room came to be.
Warnings: None. This fic is perfectly safe.
Notes: I wrote this for the 100quills challenge. There isn't really any plot because it's just the introduction.
My memories of the years before Hogwarts was completed are difficult to grasp; incomplete. I can recall only pieces of that life; moments where I can see Salazar and Godric standing tall in conference or see Rowena stooping over her books. I know what they looked like and I can sometimes remember their voices but this is not how I know them best.
Best, I know the pieces of them which remain within the grounds of Hogwarts. When they realised they could not live forever they grieved; but not for themselves. They grieved for Hogwarts. They believed Hogwarts was a character in and of itself and they grieved that they would have to leave it to survive alone.
So, they each left a part of themselves behind in one part of the castle. Godric Gryffindor was fair minded and had a great sense of justice; he gave his mind to the sorting hat which would benefit each and every student. Salazar Slytherin was ambitious and cunning; he gave his eyes to a statute which resides in a chamber I know better than to mention and which calls to those who share principals with Salazar. Rowena Ravenclaw loved learning more than anything else; she gave her voice to the books although they rarely use it now. Helga Hufflepuff loved every student; she gave her heart to me.
I'm the love Helga had for every student, I'm her need to protect them. I'm every good thought, every wish and every love she ever felt. In physical terms, I'm the Hufflepuff Common Room. Helga chose to embody herself in me because I'd be able to protect her students, and to give them somewhere where they would feel loved and at home.
I suppose there are advantages to being four walls, a ceiling and a floor instead of a human body. You can't forget, you can't die, you can't feel pain. I can't help feeling I miss a lot. I have vague memories of the physical world; of warmth on skin and wind in hair and silken clothes. As a room I can see, although I have no memory of the spell Helga must have cast to make that possible, but I can no longer feel anything. I try not to think about what I'm missing but sometimes I feel like there's a human part of me and a building part of me and the human part is trapped.
No, it's my life and I'm happy with it. I know I've existed through more death, more pain, more war and more evil than any human creature should but I don't see it. Instead, I see the Hufflepuff students I was created to look after. I see them learn and love and grow. I watch them from arrive, I watch them make friends, I watch them master spells. I watch most of them for seven years until they're old enough to go off into the world alone. They keep the two parts of me together.
See my table for this series here