*Finally Friends*
Godric threw Salazar to the side, falling on top of him, as a curse came through the hole that was forming in the middle of the door.
"Get off of me!" Godric rolled off Salazar, landing on the floor next to him.
"I don't even get a thank you. I just saved your life."
"Sorry, I did not sing your praises, but my primary concern at that moment was breathing."
"God, Salazar do you have to be such an asshole?"
"You find that surprising? Really I do not remember us ever being chummy chummy." Another curse flew through the door.
"Shut up and just follow me."
"Oh yes my glorious savior whatever you say." Godric stopped himself from hurling another insult at Salazar and focused on the task at hand. The two walked to the side of the door. Godric pulled out his wand and motioned Salazar to do the same. Godric threw the door open and the two men slipped out on their stomachs. In front of the door was a stone wall, about half the height of the average man, used as a shield during battles like these. Salazar got to his knees and peered at the wizards hiding behind the trees, in front of the castle.
"Go ahead Salazar. Show me some of that superior magic." Salazar cleared his throat and pointed his wand at the nearest wizard.
"Petrificus totalus!" The wizard went flying backward, his body rigid his arms stuck tightly to his sides.
"What did you do to him?" asked Godric, impressed at Salazar's use of a spell he had never even heard of.
"I petrified him," said Salazar proudly. Godric started laughing. "What is so funny?" Godric looked at Salazar's angry and confused face and started laughing even harder. "I demand you tell me what's so funny, or else."
"Or else you'll petrify me?" Godric continued to laugh.
"What is so funny?"
"You petrified him."
"I believe we already established that fact."
"Salazar you're supposed to kill them."
"Kill them?"
"Avada Kedavra is very effective."
"That's barbaric!"
"You seem to like that word."
"So all these years when you have been going out on your little battles, you have been killing people?"
"For someone who thinks he's so smart, you sure are pretty clueless about a lot of things."
"I am not killing anyone."
"So Mr. Cold Slytherin is a real softy on the inside."
"I am not soft. I just have a respect for the miracle of life, that wizards like you seem unable to comprehend."
"Well we can't just petrify them?"
"Why not? I just did."
"Well the petrifying only lasts for a few hours. When they all wake up we'll have a problem on our hands again."
"Well after we petrify them, we could lock them up in the dungeons."
"But.but." Godric couldn't seem to come up with an acceptable reason why this course of action was a complete impossibility."
"Yes?"
"But no one's ever done that before."
"Change is good. The Wizarding community could use to learn that."
"Fine, but your father's going to kill me."
"He's not going to kill you. He likes letting me enjoy my little whims. Worse comes to worse he'll laugh and go kill them himself."
"Fine."
A few hours later Godric and Salazar went down to the dungeon, now full of angry wizards.
"What's going on here Godric!" said one of the prisoners.
"What does it look like Aldan?"
"It looks like you locked us up, and I was just wondering, what sick twisted thoughts, in that little brain of yours, gave you the idea that you could lock us in a cage like a bunch of animals." Godric glared at Salazar and then glared at Aldan.
"Shut the hell up Aldan!"
"Who's that?" asked Aldan pointing at Salazar.
"Salazar Slytherin," said Salazar as he extended his hand through the bars. Aldan grabbed Salazar's hand and pulled it towards him till Salazar's head banged into the bars.
"Nice to meet ya. So you're the little Slytherin pussy who's too chicken to come out and fight like a man. You're a disgrace to the name of wizards.
"You and I have different opinions of what disgraces the name of wizards."
"Clearly." Aldan pulled Salazar's hand again, Salazar's head again banging into the cold metal bars.
"Let him go Aldan!"
Aldan let go of Salazar's hand and Salazar quickly pulled it back through the bars. He wasn't going to admit it out loud, but perhaps it was better to let Godric take care of these things. He couldn't help, but feel a small surge of compassion for Godric. It was nice having someone protect him for once. He would rather die then tell Godric that though.
Godric grabbed Aldan's collar.
"Apologize!" Aldan spat at Godric. "Apologize! Or did you forget which one of us has the wand and which one of us is behind bars!"
"Sorry."
"Louder!"
"Godric this is not neccessary. You know I hate violence." Aldan chuckled.
"I have no problem with violence." Godric shook Aldan and he dropped to the floor with a loud thump. Godric turned to leave.
"I see. It's not that surprising. He's very lovely," said Aldan as he massaged his sore neck.
"Shut up!" snapped Godric.
"Godric, what is he talking about?"
"Nothing Salazar. Just go upstairs. Let me handle this."
"Yeah, let him handle this," mimicked Aldan.
"You cannot make me do anything I do not choose to do myself. You think I'm just a-what did you say?" Salazar turned to Aldan. "Oh yes, a little Slytherin pussy."
"No! It's just that--" Aldan laughed.
"I was wrong." He laughed harder. "This is even better. Oh how the mighty have fallen."
"Shut the hell up Aldan."
"Oooh. Or what? Little Slytherin doesn't like violence. You gonna kiss me to death."
"Fuck off!"
"Oh I plan too. This little argument has been very exciting. But I don't have to listen to you anymore. You're going to listen to me. You think I'm so daft, but I know what's going through your little brain. You're worried little Slytherin's going to find out what you've been doing, and then you won't get any." Godric turned to Salazar who looked completely confused. Godric was surprised that Salazar was yet to understand what was going on. His smarts clearly didn't extend past the world of book and magic. He was completely clueless when it came to seedier side of things.
"What do you want?"
"Oh let's see. I'm locked in the dungeon and you have the key. What could I possibly want from you?"
"How do I know you won't tell him as soon as I let you out."
"Tell me what?" "You'll just have to trust me."
"See that's the problem. I don't trust you."
"Well it looks as if we have a little problem here. Maybe I should just tell him now. He deserves to know the type of man he's dealing with."
"Tell me!"
"No!"
"I bet he doesn't even know your gay." Godric pulled out his wand and pointed at Aldan. Before he shot off the first curse he could think of he looked back at Salazar he looked scared, confused, cute.Cute? Aldan was right. Godric had fallen for Slytherin. He expected to be more surprised, disgusted, weirded out, but he wasn't. He guessed that at the back of his mine he always realized it. Always respected, admired, liked, the cute Slytherin who was so different from anyone else he met, polite, smart, and just so different. Godric was smart enough to realize that Salazar would never like him back. It was almost too much to hope for that through this whole ordeal that they might become friends, let alone lovers. Salazar had always been cold to him, seeing him be, as Salazar would say 'barbaric', was probably not the way to win Slytherin's heart.
Godric put his wand back in his robe.
"I demand you tell me what is going on here."
"Go upstairs. I promise I will tell you everything. Just let me deal with Aldan alone."
"Everything?"
"Everything, I promise. You trust me, right?" Salazar thought for a moment. Did he trust Gryffindor? He trusted him completely. Godric didn't lie.
"Yes. But this does not mean I am listening to you. I am making a choice."
"You're making a choice." Salazar left.
"I can't help, but be jealous," said Aldan.
"I hate you."
"You'll thank me later."
"I doubt you're doing this for thanks."
"Oh you know me ever so well. You like him, don't you?" Godric didn't respond. "You don't have to hide your feelings from me. Who am I going to tell? I'm locked in your dungeon."
"Fine. I like him."
"I knew it."
"And you haven't told him?"
"Of course not."
"What do you mean of course not? I've never known Godric Gryffindor to be shy. Godric always takes what he wants."
"He's different."
"Everyone thinks their lover is different. Mankind is very much the same. We make these differences up ourselves. We turn molehills into mountains."
"Doesn't it go the other way?"
"Yeah, but it doesn't prove my point." Godric chuckled.
"I knew there was a reason I dated you."
"I thought it was because I gave good head."
"Well, that too."
"Now go talk to him, but be back. You're not leaving me in this freezing dungeon."
"Okay." Godric went upstairs and found Salazar sitting in one of the green velvet chairs in the hall. He looked up when he heard Godric's footsteps. Godric sat down next to him.
"Well."
"Yes."
"Um."
"This is so weird."
"What?" Godric was revealed to at least skirt the issue for the moment. "Us talking like this. I think I've said more to you today, than I've had in the rest of my life combined. I never thought I could talk to you. You know Godric, you are really not that bad."
"That means a lot Salazar. Especially coming from you. You're not the bad either."
"I hate wizards."
"You can't hate wizards. You're a wizard. You don't hate yourself do you?"
"No. I am going to change this world one day. You will see. I am going to start a school, for wizards. It is going to teach magic."
"People won't like it."
"They will one day. One day every wizard in England will know my name. It is going to change this world. It will be men, like that Aldan character, who are laughed at, not men like me. What was it that you two were talking about?"
"I don't want to say."
"Godric you promised."
"I know, and I will tell you if you want to, but I'm warning you it might, it will probably, ruin this. This fragile friendship between us that's just beginning to blossom." Salazar gasped.
"Was that wrong?"
"No, it was right, so right. I just never heard you talk like that before, so eloquent."
"Thanks."
"Tell me."
"You'll find it barbaric."
"I cannot say why, but I have learned to accept barbarism as part of your character. You promised. Tell me."
"Okay. You've never been to war, but its often awful. You spend weeks out in the cold, sleeping in tents with a bunch of other men, waiting till someone fires a curse at you. You get bored, anxious, you experiment, you know try new things."
"That was my childhood. Finding new potion, spells--"
"Not that kind of new things. We're barbaric remember." Salazar smiled. One of the few times Godric had ever seen Salazar smile. "You have a nice smile. You don't use it very often."
"You do not usually do things that make me smile.Sorry.that was unnecessarily cruel. I am not used to this whole relationship."
"I know. It's different."
"Barbaric. Got it. Continue."
"While you think with your head, the guys in war often think with their--"
"Heart?"
"A little lower." Salazar made a face. "Yeah. Sorry.do you want me to stop?.It is really awkward talking to you about this."
"No. Go on."
"Right. So the men are thinking with their.lower piece of anatomy.and they get really drunk.and.things happen."
"What kind of things."
"They experiment."
"Like?"
"They do things you would normally only do with a women."
"Like." Salazar whispered the next word, ".sexual things."
"Very sexual things." Salazar looked stunned.
"God this is like talking to a kid." Salazar looked hurt. "Sorry, I'm just surprised you never heard any of this stuff before.Sometimes after experimenting you realize that you like doing these things more with a man than you do with a woman."
"Then they are a homosexual?"
"Yeah. So you have heard about this stuff."
"Not like this."
"Well, I'm a.homosexual." Godric didn't look at Salazar to see his reaction this time. "And Aldan was one of my lovers."
"You love Aldan?" Leave it to Salazar to question that point.
"No, that's just what you call someone who you do things with."
"Then why are you getting married.to a woman?"
"No one cares if you're a homosexual along as you get married and pop out a couple of heirs, you can have as many male lovers on the side as you want."
"That's not very respectful."
"I thought you realized. Us wizards are never very respectful." Godric could tell this was the end to their short-lived friendship.
"So how does this affect me?" He had to ask that question. If there was any hope of their friendship lasting, it died with this last sentence.
"Because Aldan thinks I like you.like that.he's jealous."
"Well do you?" Dodging the answer clearly hadn't worked.
"Yes." Godric got up and ran to his room. He could not bear to hear Salazar's surely disgusted reaction.
A/N: Okay I know Harry Potter line reference really bad, but it just came out. But hey I'm a fan, and hey this is fan fiction. What better place to have fun being a fan of Harry Potter. Long chapter. This is my longest chapter yet on fanfic.net. I hope the story still's interesting. I know Aldan's a little weird and rough, but well, I don't know, that's just how it worked out. Thanks mystic-damon for the sweet review. Please review.
Godric threw Salazar to the side, falling on top of him, as a curse came through the hole that was forming in the middle of the door.
"Get off of me!" Godric rolled off Salazar, landing on the floor next to him.
"I don't even get a thank you. I just saved your life."
"Sorry, I did not sing your praises, but my primary concern at that moment was breathing."
"God, Salazar do you have to be such an asshole?"
"You find that surprising? Really I do not remember us ever being chummy chummy." Another curse flew through the door.
"Shut up and just follow me."
"Oh yes my glorious savior whatever you say." Godric stopped himself from hurling another insult at Salazar and focused on the task at hand. The two walked to the side of the door. Godric pulled out his wand and motioned Salazar to do the same. Godric threw the door open and the two men slipped out on their stomachs. In front of the door was a stone wall, about half the height of the average man, used as a shield during battles like these. Salazar got to his knees and peered at the wizards hiding behind the trees, in front of the castle.
"Go ahead Salazar. Show me some of that superior magic." Salazar cleared his throat and pointed his wand at the nearest wizard.
"Petrificus totalus!" The wizard went flying backward, his body rigid his arms stuck tightly to his sides.
"What did you do to him?" asked Godric, impressed at Salazar's use of a spell he had never even heard of.
"I petrified him," said Salazar proudly. Godric started laughing. "What is so funny?" Godric looked at Salazar's angry and confused face and started laughing even harder. "I demand you tell me what's so funny, or else."
"Or else you'll petrify me?" Godric continued to laugh.
"What is so funny?"
"You petrified him."
"I believe we already established that fact."
"Salazar you're supposed to kill them."
"Kill them?"
"Avada Kedavra is very effective."
"That's barbaric!"
"You seem to like that word."
"So all these years when you have been going out on your little battles, you have been killing people?"
"For someone who thinks he's so smart, you sure are pretty clueless about a lot of things."
"I am not killing anyone."
"So Mr. Cold Slytherin is a real softy on the inside."
"I am not soft. I just have a respect for the miracle of life, that wizards like you seem unable to comprehend."
"Well we can't just petrify them?"
"Why not? I just did."
"Well the petrifying only lasts for a few hours. When they all wake up we'll have a problem on our hands again."
"Well after we petrify them, we could lock them up in the dungeons."
"But.but." Godric couldn't seem to come up with an acceptable reason why this course of action was a complete impossibility."
"Yes?"
"But no one's ever done that before."
"Change is good. The Wizarding community could use to learn that."
"Fine, but your father's going to kill me."
"He's not going to kill you. He likes letting me enjoy my little whims. Worse comes to worse he'll laugh and go kill them himself."
"Fine."
A few hours later Godric and Salazar went down to the dungeon, now full of angry wizards.
"What's going on here Godric!" said one of the prisoners.
"What does it look like Aldan?"
"It looks like you locked us up, and I was just wondering, what sick twisted thoughts, in that little brain of yours, gave you the idea that you could lock us in a cage like a bunch of animals." Godric glared at Salazar and then glared at Aldan.
"Shut the hell up Aldan!"
"Who's that?" asked Aldan pointing at Salazar.
"Salazar Slytherin," said Salazar as he extended his hand through the bars. Aldan grabbed Salazar's hand and pulled it towards him till Salazar's head banged into the bars.
"Nice to meet ya. So you're the little Slytherin pussy who's too chicken to come out and fight like a man. You're a disgrace to the name of wizards.
"You and I have different opinions of what disgraces the name of wizards."
"Clearly." Aldan pulled Salazar's hand again, Salazar's head again banging into the cold metal bars.
"Let him go Aldan!"
Aldan let go of Salazar's hand and Salazar quickly pulled it back through the bars. He wasn't going to admit it out loud, but perhaps it was better to let Godric take care of these things. He couldn't help, but feel a small surge of compassion for Godric. It was nice having someone protect him for once. He would rather die then tell Godric that though.
Godric grabbed Aldan's collar.
"Apologize!" Aldan spat at Godric. "Apologize! Or did you forget which one of us has the wand and which one of us is behind bars!"
"Sorry."
"Louder!"
"Godric this is not neccessary. You know I hate violence." Aldan chuckled.
"I have no problem with violence." Godric shook Aldan and he dropped to the floor with a loud thump. Godric turned to leave.
"I see. It's not that surprising. He's very lovely," said Aldan as he massaged his sore neck.
"Shut up!" snapped Godric.
"Godric, what is he talking about?"
"Nothing Salazar. Just go upstairs. Let me handle this."
"Yeah, let him handle this," mimicked Aldan.
"You cannot make me do anything I do not choose to do myself. You think I'm just a-what did you say?" Salazar turned to Aldan. "Oh yes, a little Slytherin pussy."
"No! It's just that--" Aldan laughed.
"I was wrong." He laughed harder. "This is even better. Oh how the mighty have fallen."
"Shut the hell up Aldan."
"Oooh. Or what? Little Slytherin doesn't like violence. You gonna kiss me to death."
"Fuck off!"
"Oh I plan too. This little argument has been very exciting. But I don't have to listen to you anymore. You're going to listen to me. You think I'm so daft, but I know what's going through your little brain. You're worried little Slytherin's going to find out what you've been doing, and then you won't get any." Godric turned to Salazar who looked completely confused. Godric was surprised that Salazar was yet to understand what was going on. His smarts clearly didn't extend past the world of book and magic. He was completely clueless when it came to seedier side of things.
"What do you want?"
"Oh let's see. I'm locked in the dungeon and you have the key. What could I possibly want from you?"
"How do I know you won't tell him as soon as I let you out."
"Tell me what?" "You'll just have to trust me."
"See that's the problem. I don't trust you."
"Well it looks as if we have a little problem here. Maybe I should just tell him now. He deserves to know the type of man he's dealing with."
"Tell me!"
"No!"
"I bet he doesn't even know your gay." Godric pulled out his wand and pointed at Aldan. Before he shot off the first curse he could think of he looked back at Salazar he looked scared, confused, cute.Cute? Aldan was right. Godric had fallen for Slytherin. He expected to be more surprised, disgusted, weirded out, but he wasn't. He guessed that at the back of his mine he always realized it. Always respected, admired, liked, the cute Slytherin who was so different from anyone else he met, polite, smart, and just so different. Godric was smart enough to realize that Salazar would never like him back. It was almost too much to hope for that through this whole ordeal that they might become friends, let alone lovers. Salazar had always been cold to him, seeing him be, as Salazar would say 'barbaric', was probably not the way to win Slytherin's heart.
Godric put his wand back in his robe.
"I demand you tell me what is going on here."
"Go upstairs. I promise I will tell you everything. Just let me deal with Aldan alone."
"Everything?"
"Everything, I promise. You trust me, right?" Salazar thought for a moment. Did he trust Gryffindor? He trusted him completely. Godric didn't lie.
"Yes. But this does not mean I am listening to you. I am making a choice."
"You're making a choice." Salazar left.
"I can't help, but be jealous," said Aldan.
"I hate you."
"You'll thank me later."
"I doubt you're doing this for thanks."
"Oh you know me ever so well. You like him, don't you?" Godric didn't respond. "You don't have to hide your feelings from me. Who am I going to tell? I'm locked in your dungeon."
"Fine. I like him."
"I knew it."
"And you haven't told him?"
"Of course not."
"What do you mean of course not? I've never known Godric Gryffindor to be shy. Godric always takes what he wants."
"He's different."
"Everyone thinks their lover is different. Mankind is very much the same. We make these differences up ourselves. We turn molehills into mountains."
"Doesn't it go the other way?"
"Yeah, but it doesn't prove my point." Godric chuckled.
"I knew there was a reason I dated you."
"I thought it was because I gave good head."
"Well, that too."
"Now go talk to him, but be back. You're not leaving me in this freezing dungeon."
"Okay." Godric went upstairs and found Salazar sitting in one of the green velvet chairs in the hall. He looked up when he heard Godric's footsteps. Godric sat down next to him.
"Well."
"Yes."
"Um."
"This is so weird."
"What?" Godric was revealed to at least skirt the issue for the moment. "Us talking like this. I think I've said more to you today, than I've had in the rest of my life combined. I never thought I could talk to you. You know Godric, you are really not that bad."
"That means a lot Salazar. Especially coming from you. You're not the bad either."
"I hate wizards."
"You can't hate wizards. You're a wizard. You don't hate yourself do you?"
"No. I am going to change this world one day. You will see. I am going to start a school, for wizards. It is going to teach magic."
"People won't like it."
"They will one day. One day every wizard in England will know my name. It is going to change this world. It will be men, like that Aldan character, who are laughed at, not men like me. What was it that you two were talking about?"
"I don't want to say."
"Godric you promised."
"I know, and I will tell you if you want to, but I'm warning you it might, it will probably, ruin this. This fragile friendship between us that's just beginning to blossom." Salazar gasped.
"Was that wrong?"
"No, it was right, so right. I just never heard you talk like that before, so eloquent."
"Thanks."
"Tell me."
"You'll find it barbaric."
"I cannot say why, but I have learned to accept barbarism as part of your character. You promised. Tell me."
"Okay. You've never been to war, but its often awful. You spend weeks out in the cold, sleeping in tents with a bunch of other men, waiting till someone fires a curse at you. You get bored, anxious, you experiment, you know try new things."
"That was my childhood. Finding new potion, spells--"
"Not that kind of new things. We're barbaric remember." Salazar smiled. One of the few times Godric had ever seen Salazar smile. "You have a nice smile. You don't use it very often."
"You do not usually do things that make me smile.Sorry.that was unnecessarily cruel. I am not used to this whole relationship."
"I know. It's different."
"Barbaric. Got it. Continue."
"While you think with your head, the guys in war often think with their--"
"Heart?"
"A little lower." Salazar made a face. "Yeah. Sorry.do you want me to stop?.It is really awkward talking to you about this."
"No. Go on."
"Right. So the men are thinking with their.lower piece of anatomy.and they get really drunk.and.things happen."
"What kind of things."
"They experiment."
"Like?"
"They do things you would normally only do with a women."
"Like." Salazar whispered the next word, ".sexual things."
"Very sexual things." Salazar looked stunned.
"God this is like talking to a kid." Salazar looked hurt. "Sorry, I'm just surprised you never heard any of this stuff before.Sometimes after experimenting you realize that you like doing these things more with a man than you do with a woman."
"Then they are a homosexual?"
"Yeah. So you have heard about this stuff."
"Not like this."
"Well, I'm a.homosexual." Godric didn't look at Salazar to see his reaction this time. "And Aldan was one of my lovers."
"You love Aldan?" Leave it to Salazar to question that point.
"No, that's just what you call someone who you do things with."
"Then why are you getting married.to a woman?"
"No one cares if you're a homosexual along as you get married and pop out a couple of heirs, you can have as many male lovers on the side as you want."
"That's not very respectful."
"I thought you realized. Us wizards are never very respectful." Godric could tell this was the end to their short-lived friendship.
"So how does this affect me?" He had to ask that question. If there was any hope of their friendship lasting, it died with this last sentence.
"Because Aldan thinks I like you.like that.he's jealous."
"Well do you?" Dodging the answer clearly hadn't worked.
"Yes." Godric got up and ran to his room. He could not bear to hear Salazar's surely disgusted reaction.
A/N: Okay I know Harry Potter line reference really bad, but it just came out. But hey I'm a fan, and hey this is fan fiction. What better place to have fun being a fan of Harry Potter. Long chapter. This is my longest chapter yet on fanfic.net. I hope the story still's interesting. I know Aldan's a little weird and rough, but well, I don't know, that's just how it worked out. Thanks mystic-damon for the sweet review. Please review.