A man to remember... (Alfie Jr.)

[Alphard Valenceus]

Alphard had never bothered much to be subtle. The only time he had actually hidden a fact about himself was when he created his first and only horcrux and even then it was only hidden by the fact that he never revealed it. Even the concealment of it was made by insinuating and outright boasting about a great number of horcruxes. But no, Alphard only had one. He only needed one: his own son. Alphard gazed at a modest plaque as he mused. It started with the names of the Founders at the top then underneath were names of those who lent them funds. Alphard's own name was originally the first of those names. It was now gone, apparently his entire fortune was not good enough for the school.

"Gryffindor. . ." Alphard whispered. Knowing that it would have been the pride of that man that would have wanted Alphard's name erased from a commemoration in his name within the school. Even so, the other Founders would have to be punished as well.

Alphard heard wood knocking against stone as the door to the trophy room opened. He turned, his lumos spells lit the room fully as his body and cloak no longer arched it around the plaque. Alphard gazed at the face of a young boy. "You're out of bed late." Alphard sighed and started again, "Nevermind. Come here." Alphard sighed and shifted over and turned around to give his new company room to view the plaque, "My grandfather's name used to be there. Alphard Valenceus, the greatest dark wizard of all time. He helped the Founders start the school. But when he died, they erased his name. Blotted out his memory. Cowardice and betrayal. That's all the Founders are made of. Especially that Rowena Ravenclaw. Cursed are all her children!" Alphard suddenly pounded a round fist into the plaque. Unaware that he was speaking to his actual grandson and Rowena's child all in one.

[alfiejr]

Sneaking around at night probably wasn’t the best way to spend time, but it brought some fun into boring school life. Of course, you had to make sure you wouldn’t get caught, because it usually ruined all the fun. That was what Alfie thought, at least. As he was walking down the third floor corridor, Alfie was trying to figure out what he would say if someone saw him. He wasn’t a prefect anymore and he couldn’t tell anyone that he was Rowena’s son. Alfie had just passed the Charms corridor and was about to head to the Library, when he heard a familiar voice somewhere behind him. She was probably too far to see him, but he would recognise Rowena’s voice anywhere. Alfie run down the corridor and stopped when he reached the trophy room. People rarely visited it and he expected to be alone in there, so he gently pushed the door open and walked inside.

The first thing Alfie noticed was that he wasn’t alone. He was blinded by the person’s lumos spell and he raised his arm up to his face to protect his eyes. It was most definitely a man, judging by the voice and he wasn’t a teacher or a prefect. Surprised with his reaction, Alfie approached the man silently. "Your... your grandfather?" Alfie asked, shocked. Alphard Valenceus was indeed the greatest dark wizard, but he only had two grandsons, Alfie and Viktor. The person next to Alfie obviously wasn’t Viktor, but he still spoke of old Alphard as if he was a hero. "You can’t be his grandson!" Alfie said, turning to the side to take a better look at his companion. His following words shocked the youngest Valenceus even more. "That’s not true, Rowena is not... you don’t know her." he muttered, lowering his gaze to the ground. What on Earth had his mother done to that man?

[Alphard Valenceus]

Alphard's wand shook with its master's rising irritation. Alphard almost fully disregarded the student next to him. That was until the boy spoke up. It was then that Alphard decided to drop the rouse. But he was overtaken by the boy. Alphard raised an eyebrow and glanced side-long at Alfie Jr., "You seem at least partially aware of things." Alphard turned away from Alfie Jr. and silently walked toward a window. He kept his back to the boy. "I predict that you are pure-blood, due to your knowledge of the lines. No doubt you are related to Ravenclaw or Valenceus by your reaction." Alphard's lumos spell dissipated as he raised his free arm to his chin. He pondered this boy's lineage, though not caring to ask, as though it were a riddle. "You know Rowena at least, though that is possible through my son's childish love story with the ungrateful woman if you are from our side."

The moonlight cast upon the vessel Alphard had stolen. Through the window, Alphard glimpsed a man - or large student stumbling toward the forest. He chuckled, guessing what the figure was doing out this late. "I grow bored of your mysteries. Keep them if you will. But I will tell you mine, because I know that you possess no way to interfere with me." Alphard turned toward Alfie Jr. and his face was no longer visible in the moonlight though his figure was still beneath the light shining through the window. "I am Alphard Valenceus. The future of the wizarding race." Alphard slowly stepped out of the moonlight and smiled at Alfie Jr., "What would your name be?"