Salazar was currently hiding in one of the many corridors of Hogwarts.He began walking quietly, careful to keep an eye out for people that might see him. He could hear the whispers of the few students who did manage to see his dark outfit.
"Lord Slytherin is acting strangly again."
"Perhaps he should see Madame de Fraysur?" Madame Janet de Fraysur was the resident healer, and proabaly as strange as Salazar himself.
He looked over the balcony; watching, waiting, calculating. Salazar grinned as he saw a tall figure in bright red walking down the corridor beneath the balcony. He waited untill just the right moment before jumping over the railing.
Salazar landed with a grin on the red wearing man.
"'Good Morning, Godric, my friend. How are you this lovely day?" Godric groaned.
"I do believe my day was going splendidly before you decided to play 'Let's Break Godric'. Now please remove your body. I am being squished to death." Salazar grinned, looking far to unrepenting for Godrics liking.
"Ah, but what a glorious death it would be, being so close to my illustrious personage. But I heard that Helga made some wonderfull sweet-bread. Come with me to the kitchens?" Salazar gave Godric the pleading eyes.
"Why do I bother with you, Salazar?" Godric sighed, pushing off Salazar and standing before dusting off his clothing.
"Because your life would be so very dull without me here to make it interesting." Salazar purred, taking Godric's offered arm as they began their walk to find Helga's Sweet-bread.