A/N: This is the other founders fic that was battling with my first one, thus the lack of updates. I don't have a lot of experience as a creative writer, but I think that once I get this going a little, The Lion, the Snake, and the Wardrobe will be updated. The prologue for this is very short, but I have a lot of the middle written, and a lot of background information. (including almost complete backgrounds on the other founders, which I reserched!! does little happy dance I'm finally learning to be a responsible writer! a little while later, calms down a bit Anyways, this should be updated in a matter of days, but eighth grade at my crazy school, starting squads, and my new "practice regiment" for violin is slowing me down a bit.
Summary: Eight unlikely students and teachers fall into a pool of Time in the DOM in OOTP. They fall in at minutely different places a thousand years in the past, with different "backwaves" of water (liquid time : ) ), and so three groups are made. The first is Harry Potter, alone, who is found by some friendly vampires related to Godric Gryffindor and Helga Hufflepuff. He is renamed Salazar for a lack of a usable name, and later is given "Slytherin". He meets the founders, builds Hogwarts, and is happily teaching Potions, Alchemy, and the Dark Arts four years later when Draco Malfoy, Ronald Weasely, Ginevera Weasely, and Hermione Granger find their way to the school. But they appeared in "ancient France" (at least to them), so it takes them until Christmas to get to Hogsmeade, where they witness Godric and Salazars' first "fight". Three years after that Sirius Black, Severus Snape, and Remus Lupin are dumped in the enterence hall and discovered by the founders' four proteges (sorry, couldn't get the accent). I bet you can guess who they are. A year later on their entery date they leave, never to see their friends and mentors again...or will they? The sequal may be called: Back Out Again, Out of the Time Flow, or Back to Real Life. It may be a trilogy.
Erm, sorry about the really long summary, it's for me as well as for you. But if you feel I gave it all away, don't worry! There will still be enough plot twists and situational irony to keep you interested! (I hope.) Please review with constructive criticism, and good reading, everyone!
Disclaimer: While I am (thankfully) female, you can probably tell I'm not J.K. Rowling. If you can't...should you be able to read this at all?
Prologue
Scientists have pondered time for millennia. They have proposed countless theories and plausible answers and have taken almost as long to decide as the un-ending subject itself. What seems to be the real truth can never be accepted as such, as it appears implausible that such a finite but also infinite answer can be found. It is a simple truth: time is everything the human mind can make it, anything ever imagined. At the same time, though, it is everything else, thus defeating any single theory's purpose. It is perhaps a wildly controversial answer, yet seems to be the only one unique enough to fit. Like everything in this world, time cannot be defined by something so simple as words, and has only scorn for the laws and constants we attempt to impose on it.
Possibly the only metaphor that can hope to describe this is that of a many-faceted crystal. Though there are countless other sides, each with its own splendor, flaws, and unique light reflected, it is all of the same substance, origin, and color. Such is time, that can be both a river rushing ever forwards or a stagnant pond with neither a beginning or an end, neither or both being wrong.
But despite these limitations stemmed from a complete lack thereof, occasionally a few physical manifestations have been known to occur.
One of the most unique of these is the Pool. Given many names as the centuries pass, the Pool is one of the oldest--and most powerful--of time's tools. It's existence has no beginning or end, as it never has or never will be created; It simply is.
Being so wild a matter with not even a maker to limit it the pool's allegiances are to Time alone, and it has dedicated itself to preserving the many twisted passageways and universes borne from the choices and chances of life. But there is also another task it assigns itself--that of preserving time itself and preventing the disaster of a paradox gone wrong.
So when eight destinies are tied so strongly to time, it is only natural that to so strong an object, they would feel a pull...