*Screams of agony while writing* I wrote for 4 hours straight on multiple stories and then when I went to save them all the internet was out! ARGH! I just rewrote so many words... *sigh* Anyway, here's the next chapter with a bit of malicious prankster Truth, because he's bored...

Chapter 4, Time Skips and Prank Victims

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"Normal speech"
"Parsletongue"
"Truth Speaking"
"Truth speaking parsletongue"

Year: 990 AD

Salazar cut her off. "Magic is a finite source." He whispered, paling.

"What? I didn't get any of that." Godric coughed.

Helga exhaled loudly. "For Merlin's sake Godric! That means magic is not infinite! It can run out."

Godric whirled on Truth. "What?"

Truth shrugged. "I don't know why you are surprised. Did you think you just were given such a power for free? Every piece of nature has magic within it, whether or not they can actually wield it. From what I've seen, those who can't use it give off much less ambient energy, but magical organisms have more. So if someday magical beings begin dying or are suppressed, it would lead to the extinction of magic. That's pretty fair if you ask me. I am in charge of stuff like that, after all."

They sat in silence for a moment, contemplating the idea of magic simply dying out. Truth hummed cheerfully as he sipped the tea. "I must say though, this magic is the most interesting that happened to me for millennia."

"That's all you have to say?" Salazar spat.

"What else can I say? I'm fine with it, and it won't happen unless you mortals cause it. I won't prevent it, because I can't simply interfere like that." Truth admitted.

They sighed. "Wait, why did you come here in the first place?" Godric asked curiously.

Truth thought about it, not remembering the original reason. "Ah!" he said aloud. "I was wondering why some garbage started appearing in my realm out of nowhere! I've been dumping it into the cosmos, but the other gods might get pissed if it lands in the wrong place."

"That's it? You wanted to know why trash was appearing?" Godric replied incredulously.

"Yes, It was mostly dirt and debris." Truth muttered. "Do you know what could be doing that?" he asked.

Salazar rubbed his chin. "It may have been the new vanishing spell the royal researchers made. It puts the vanished items, and I quote, 'Into Non-Being'. I assume your void is the end spot."

Truth frowned. "I can't simply remove the spell. But I'm sure I could make a filtering system easily. Now you can easily send messages to me. Just vanish them!"

Rowena sighed. "I thank you for warning us. Will we be seeing you again?"

Truth shrugged. "Yes, I should be stopping by every now and then. Since I now have gained control of this world, I'll see you when you die too. I will stop by before then."

They nodded, ignoring the slightly morbid thought of their deaths, and Truth flashed to the Veil, and from there to the Void.

Year: 1000 AD (Felt like a 4 week time skip for Truth, because immortality shenanigans)

Truth had been watching both worlds for a while now, interested in how the non wizards survived without Alchemy and magic. It was rather enjoyable until he saw a child receiving a letter for the Hogwarts school by owl. The image served as a harsh reminder that he hadn't visited Hogwarts in 10 years. He winced in regret that he hadn't noticed. He normally would have, but the void exists out of time, making events in the mortal world kinda wonky. Also his Runespoor wouldn't notice either, as they are both immortal and the

Truth was frustrated at himself. "Come on! How could I be so stupid! I forgot to visit them after that Christmas! I bet Salazar and Godric didn't care, but Rowena and Helga are going to be pissed!" Hurriedly he placed his items back in their places, hiding them. He left through the gate and out through the veil. Some buildings cluttered the distance, and Truth grinned as he gazed at the little people moving in the distance.

Truth gazed at the castle before him. "Wow, love what you did with the place..." he said aloud, staring at the large wrought gates at the entrance and the new buildings across the campus. A few forms in robes stood by the entrance, speaking quietly over notes, while across the field the Whomping willow was growing nicely, and swayed in the breeze.

Some shouting came from nearby, and Truth turned to see an irate teenage girl storm up to him.

"-get past the wards you bloody muggle! Lady Rowena set them up herself, so there's no way you should have bypassed them!" The bushy haired witch shouted.

"Hmm?" Truth murmured. "Do you want something?" The heads of Truth's runespoor (he really needed a name to refer to the entire snake at once) hissed angrily, having been disturbed from their rest. Envy spat out some rather insulting words at the witch, and Truth frowned. 'Now now, don't be mean. We are guests, as you remember. You can be rude to Salazar though, at least he can understand you."

"Did you just..." The witch began, before Truth interrupted her.

"Speak to the snake? Yes. I did. Therefore, you silly witch, I am no muggle. And who are you?" The witch looked affronted. "Who am I? I'm the head girl." she said confidently, as if that explained everything. "I'm in charge of all the other students and their classes and I'm apprenticed to Lady Rowena and- Hey!" she shouted, realizing Truth was no longer listening, having entered the Great Hall ahead of her. A few students sat in the hall eating breakfast, but no one sat at the Head table as of yet.

"Oi! You con't be in there, let alone even in the building! Lady Rowena wouldn't want you coming in here! You must leave the premises immediately!" the witch shouted.

Truth glanced at her suddenly coming up with an idea that sent shivers down Salazar's spine. "And why should I do that?" he said, voice echoing.

"W-well, you clearly aren't a wizard. No wizard dresses like that! Plus it must have been a fluke that you bypassed the wards! Therefore you must leave, or I, Melinda Granger, will stop you!" she cried, pointing her wand at him.

"Pfft!" Truth chuckled. "You're name's Granger? It sounds like grain, like wheat or something. You know what? I'll call you Grainer instead."

"It's not nice to make fun of someone's name." she said. "Please, get out!"

"Sure thing... Granger". Truth snarked, simply walking past her.

"Alright! You asked for it. Petrificus Totalus!" she cried, sending a bolt of white light at Truth.

Truth turned, catching the spell and flinging it back at her in a deft maneuver. She squeaked in surprise, falling over, completely still.

"Noooo... you asked for it." Truth teased. "Rule One, always assume an unknown is the enemy, then you'll be more prepared when he stabs you in the back. Rule Two, Don't assume. It makes an ass out of u and me. You shouldn't have guessed that I wasn't a wizard, as I clearly am. You don't know what foreign wizards wear, so I could be a rich nobleman from a far off land. And for your information, I am not from here, but rather I am from a land known as Amestris. I think It's about time we go and visit Rowena, eh?" Melinda, still under the spell, just sat there, but Truth grinned. "I'll take that as a yes."

He gathered the air around her and carried her from the Great Hall, ignoring the whispering and terrified students in the background.

He wandered the castle, carrying Melanie around until he located the main tower entrance marked by the Raven, where he heard Rowena was staying at.

The door knocker spoke to him when he arrived. "What is heavy when forwards, and not when backwards?" it asked.

"Ah, a riddle! I love games! I think it is... a 'ton'! Get it?" he answered. The door knocker, squawked. "Correct, Correct!"

The door swung open, and Truth strolled inside. The room was blue themed, with a freshly painted starry night scene on the ceiling. Multiple students glanced up and let out noises of surprise as Truth sauntered in. They backed away when Melinda floated inside behind him, and he placed her against a wall, alchemically locking her in place. "Hello lit-tle wi-zards!" Truth said slowly, enjoying their reactions to his voice. "Does anyone know where I can find Rowena Ravenclaw?"

One of the youngest students shakily pointed at a statue placed in the center of the room that was an image of Rowena herself wearing the Diadem Truth had given her. The message 'Wit Beyond measure is man's greatest treasure' was engraved around the diadem. "Tch, narcissistic much?" Truth said, walking up to it.

"You know you can't get in without her password, right?" one boy, a surly blonde called out.

Truth chuckled. "Kid, you have no idea what I am." he replied cryptically, walking into the statue. He easily deconstructed the statue as he walked through, reforming it behind him. The effect looked like it was a liquid rather than a solid and he had walked through it. There was a staircase hidden under the statue that he followed, reaching a wooden door. He pulled the same trick with the door and stepped through to the other side.

He took in a room that was covered wall to wall with notes, all with frantic handwriting. A table lay far away from the flammable notes contained multiple experiments and boxes marked with dangerous looking images. His grin grew much wider when he spied a sleeping Rowena at her desk, her head resting upon the notes. Truth held in giggles, reaching into her pocket.

He pulled out a charmed piece of paper, which displayed the whereabouts of all other people on the grounds. Due to Rowena having placed his name on her master page ages ago when he first met her, Truth could pick up the paper from her pocket without setting off security measures. He chuckled as he eyed the locations of the other Founders. He memorized the locations, put the paper back, and walked back through the floor.

The students wearing blue had gathered around the statue, frantically trying to figure out how he had gotten through the stone with no apparent wand. Truth poked his head through and walked out. They jumped back with some shrieks.

He then flashed to the Great Hall, and activated his plan. The castle seemed to warp slightly, the walls changing to a different shade of stone, and in four locations (each above the head of a Founder) a cubic foot of water and also changed all the pigments in the area the founders were in to pink. He also changed some gargoyles here and there, as well as some tapestries to have his face hidden on them. He cackled, the larger amount of students in the Great Hall staring at the laughing, floating white man in their vicinity who was covered in blue lightning. "What are you doing?!" Someone shouted up at him.

Truth glanced down to see a dark haired boy stare up at him. The badge on his chest matched the one that had been on Melinda. "Ooh! What's this? Could you be the head boy?" He laughed. The boy stared at him.

"What the hell are you? A ghost of some kind? A poltergeist?" Truth began laughing harder. "Ghosts? Those aren't real! I wouldn't allow it, no one escapes The Gate."

The boy shook his head. "No. Ghosts are real, we just don't have any here."

Truth hung lazily in the air. "No, you."

"You're delusional." the boy said.

"Maaaaybeee I'm delusional... but then immortality is so boring, probably enough for someone to go insane. I should experiment..."

A crash sounded from across the Hall, a solid pink Helga Hufflepuff standing in the doorway, dripping wet. "Truth! Get your godly ass over here!"

Truth grinned and waved. "Hey! Long time no see! How'd you know it was me?" Helga scowled. "Nearly every bloody Gargoyle has your face on it! Undo this mess!"

Truth lowered himself until he floated upside down across from her. "Can we at least wait until the others get here?"

Helga stared at him some more. "Ugh, fine." he grumbled, changing the colors back and drying her off, steam coming off of the instantly boiled water.

He eyed the other two doorways, then grinned. "Wait for it." By this point the students had realized he was not in fact some evil wizard or muggle who entered the grounds, but someone powerful, and most of all enjoyable to be around. Crash!

"By Merlin's saggy left-" Godric began, then stopped as Helga eyed him dangerously. "I mean, by Merlin's beard! Truth! It has been a long time since we have shared a meal together! It twas a decade ago, was it not?" Godric laughed.

Helga scowled. "Godric, why are you not disappointed in Truth? He defaced the castle and made you pink!"

Godric shrugged. "Ah, but is pink not simply a lighter red? It is not that bad. We can change the castle back." then he paused. "Right?" he asked nervously.

"Of course." Truth nodded. A hiss filled the air and the students backed up nervously.

"Truth! What the blazes are you doing? You forgot to come back you asshat!" Salazar cursed in parsletongue. "And now I'm wearing pink!"

"Hey you old geezer, mind your own damned business. I give you a warm and hilarious welcome and this is the thanks I get?" Truth hissed back, causing one of the first years to shriek.

They glared for a moment, then both laughed aloud. The students were in shock. The Salazar Slytherin, laughing? It was unheard of! The man and god embraced cheerfully, and began amiable chatting in a three way conversation about how the runespoor had been doing, switching between parsletongue and English as Greed, Gluttony, and Envy all joined in for the conversation.

Finally Truth turned. "It's time!" he announced, all the students turning to the Great Hall doors.

Click, clack. "TRUTH!" a screech tore through the air. "You soaked my research notes!" Rowena shouted.

Truth snorted. "No, I transmuted all the parchment in the area to be waterproof!" he explained. Rowena scowled. "Apparently that doesn't apply to magical parchment!" she roared, holding up paper that was dripping wet. "Shit." Truth cursed, ducking out of the hall. The students giggled at the curse word.

After a few moments, Rowena tossed the paper to the side and laughed aloud. She turned to the very confused audience. "That wasn't my notes! It was some paper I summoned from a nearby town!" she giggled. The others, realizing there was no danger of a pissed off Rowena, joined in too.

End Chapter

The chapter is ending here, and the next two chapters will set up with Truth in Hogwarts establishing some stuff, then plot after that.

Next Chapter: "Who are you?" truth asked the man who had passed through the wizarding Gate. The man stared at him fearfully. "Ah, another sacrifice then from the idiotic wizarding government? It's been a while. What happened to the people who used to pass through?" Truth asked. The man stared even more. Truth shook his head. "Never mind. What's your name?" The man swallowed. "Herpo the Foul."

A Brief Explanation of how Truth organized his void: Truth made gray shelves that float, creating a hypnotic effect as they would cause a disorienting effect on other visitors, it also looked pretty cool. Upon them he placed the gifts he had gotten from the Founders, and placed Greed, Envy, and Gluttony on the floor, creating a place for him to sleep. The Runespoor was quite content with the living conditions, as there was peace and quiet for Gluttony to dream, Envy to mutter about how much he disliked things, and for Greed to think about what they should do next. Truth simply made mice for the hungry snake whenever necessary. There was also a doggy-door in The Gate for the snake to go troll Alchemists by pretending to be a chimera.

NN: Thanks for reading this chapter. I highly suggest checking out my other stories that I've started recently (I have way too many now, but I plan to finish them all) and leave a review! The next major update that is happening soon is the Burning Demon of Nazarick Story, although I've had a large writers block on the next chapter, and I just need to start writing it to get back in the zone. Unfortunately I've started so many other stories I keep getting distracted writing those instead of writing the larger ones. Anyway, R&R. Cheers!