NATWEST – You're so nice! And he's not really. He seems a little homophobic, but it's just because Salazar is his only heir. He wants the family name to go on!
The Lady Morana – Yes, he does, doesn't he?
Won't be updating for a bit, guys. My aunt's funeral is soon. I should be back by Monday at the lastest!
Chapter Seven The First Student
"November 30, 907
Today, we got our very first student. A thin redheaded man with a pureblood family showed up, requesting us to teach his son. Weasley seems nice enough. He kind of reminds me of Godric, but of course, he's not nearly as fun to be around or as pretty."
Salazar furiously scratched out the word 'pretty', frowning to himself. Where had that come from? When had he started to think of another man as attractive? And what did that mean?
He was drawn from his thoughts, when the person of his internal woes attached himself to Salazar's side. He looked down at the blonde sternly, and Godric sighed, letting go.
"You really need to loosen up, Salazar." He said, pouting pathetically and Salazar rolled his eyes.
"I have nothing to loosen up about. You clinging to me so doing nothing for my bad mood, so leave." He snapped.
"But I need to tell you something!" Godric cried. Salazar glared at him. Both sat in silence for nearly a minute.
"Well what is it?!" Salazar finally snapped and Godric stood up.
"Stop being an ass hole, first of all!" He said, suddenly become serious. "And secondly, we handed Snape a wand today, and he did magic with it."
Salazar stared.
"Yeah I know, exactly. And Helga is really excited, and your dad is pissed. He looked like he wanted to break the wand. Helga thinks that muggles are going to start doing magic now, but we can't figure out how. And now we're all trying to figure out a way to detect magic, so that even muggle born people who don't know about magic will have the chance to learn it."
Salazar continued to stare. Muggles doing magic, without a wizard in the family? That was crazy! How was that even possible? Maybe Snape was lying about his family.
"Anyways, I'm going to go meet with our student and talk to him a bit about what he expects out of a school, you want to come?" Godric said, snapping Salazar out of his thoughts. Salazar nodded and got up, following after the other man. He noticed how Godric walked a little stiffly, meaning he was angry, and probably with Salazar. Great.
He had to deal with an angry father, a pissed Godric, a muggle doing magic, and a terrified little kid. Today was just getting better and better.
They found Weasley sitting on a couch, looking nervous. The boy was about thirteen, and jumped when the two entered his room. He got up to bow, but Godric stopped him.
"Relax, we just want to talk." Godric said, sitting down on the couch with Weasley next to him. Salazar had no choice but to sit on the other side.
"So tell me, what classes are you expecting to take while here for the next year?" Godric asked and Weasley frowned.
"Well..." He began. "My dad said that I was going to learn spells, and uhm…how to make potions…and how to defend myself." He muttered.
"Yes, along with Transfiguration, and about magical creatures." Godric said and Weasley nodded.
"Well I'm just glad I don't have to take anymore history classes! Father insisted I take them, and they are quite horrible." Weasley shivered at the thought.
"History?" Salazar said. "But your history is important. Perhaps we should make that a class." He said and heard Weasley groan. Salazar and Godric just smiled at each other. He'd get over it.
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Salazar was exploring one of the new towers one night, when he happened upon something very interesting. Malfoy and a young woman in the throws of passion. Salazar began to inch away, intent on heading back towards his room, when he realized something. He hadn't felt any lust when he saw the couple. He had happened upon things like this before, and had found himself with a problem, but for some reason he had felt nothing, and he doubted it had anything to do with maturity.
He dreamt that night, of the couple. But no, not Malfoy and the girl, it was himself in Malfoy's place. And instead of the girl, it was Godric.
When Salazar woke up, he found he had reacted to that dream very well.
He sighed as he looked down at himself, feeling like a teenage boy all over again. He reached down and began to take care of his problem, not noticing when his door began to open.
A cliffhanger! I don't do that much, but I'm SO tired right now, and really wanted to be done writing. Long chapter next time to make up for it. And a preview, because I feel kinda bad for making this half the chapter I had planned, and leave you hanging for days!
Next chapter – Salazar learns more about Snape's magical powers, and they find a way to locate magical muggles. Slytherin is very angry about this, among other things.