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He watched them kiss on the balcony. He could easily tell that the young boy was quite…..inexperienced, but the girl didn't seem to mind. In fact, she seemed to enjoy it all the more. Her hands disappeared in the boy's red hair as she returned his kiss back passionately. He reclined in his chair, his gaze still on the pair of lovers.

"Who are you spying on Godric?" his wife asked, curiosity dripping from her tongue.

Godric clucked his tongue, annoyed at being found by his young bride. His eyes were still glued on the couple.

"Are they both yours?" Helga asked, glancing at the scene in front of them.

Godric growled, his nails digging into the soft fabric of his chair. "He is in my house if that's what you mean."

"What about her?" Helga whispered, trying to gaze upon the girl's face.

"She is mine in every word. She is also yours, Salazar, and Rowena's." Godric replied darkly.

"How can we all possess one girl, Godric?" Helga asked sternly.

"She carries the blood from all four of us. We are her ancestors and she is our descendant, the last of our family on both sides." Godric explained as he reached his hand out to grasp hers.

"Hermione." Helga whispered warmly, her hand reaching to caress the girl's face.

"She's a Gryffindor as well then?" Helga questioned smoothly.

Godric chuckled, his eyes glancing up at Helga. "Jealous?"

"Insanely. Who's the boy?" Helga muttered.

"The youngest son of Molly and Arthur Weasley." Godric replied quickly.

"Is that her soul-mate then? It didn't take her as long as the others." Helga commented, sitting on Godric's lap.

"No. Her soul-mates were killed off." Godric uttered sadly.

"Soul-mates? Is that possible to have more than one?" Helga remarked.

"Apparently." Godric responded.

"Will she be happy without them? Will this boy make her blissful?" Helga probed.

"No, he will break her heart before the year is out. Rowena foresaw it." Godric answered.

"Does Rowena know that it's our Hermione?" Helga asked, staring at her brooding husband.

"Yes, she was with me when I checked on the school and spotted Hermione. Salazar was with her and he was the one to recognize her as ours." Godric enlightened her.

"So I'm the only one that was left out?" Helga pouted.

Godric laughed at his wife's over exaggerated expression. "You're the one that left for a week."

Helga sighed. "I had no choice. I had business that needed to be attended to."

"What can we do to help her?" Helga whispered in her husband's ear.

"I was hoping that you'd ask that." Godric smiled at his wife.

Helga nodded. "Whatever you need, I'll do. I'm in."

Godric's eyes returned to the scene. The boy had stopped kissing his great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great granddaughter. They were whispering to each other, something about a boy named Harry. Hermione's eyes were filled with love while the weasel's eyes were filled with lust.

"I'm glad that you'll help." Godric replied darkly, his fingers tearing up the fabric in his chair.

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A/N: I know I haven't updated my other stories at all. One I'm in the middle of re-editing and the other one I'm making a final – long chapter for. Review on this though! Do you think it's good so far? Do you want more? Try and guess the two soul-mates! (I've got those picked out!) Any suggestions for future chapters?

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