Salazar Slytherin walked into Warton's Wizard school a week after Godric's heroic rescue. Salazar had dark hair and eyes. Title the feeling around him was always one of great awe and sophistication.
It was time for work. Godric and Salazar worked as assistant teachers, but today was their turn to do scribe duty. This was their least favorite job to do, because it entailed hand-copying dozens of tests and letters home. This was way before muggle Xerox machines, and a magical method of photocopying hadn't been invented yet.
Godric had arrived earlier than Salazar and was already copying a test on how to polish your wand.
"Hey Godric, how's scribe duty so far?" Salazar said as he took a seat across from Godric.
"Wonderful. I mean, this is just what young wizards need to learn. Forget actual magic, wand care is what really matters!" Godric always had a sarcastic edge at work. He was not too in love with his job. "So Salazar, how was your trip to the jungle? Meet any new snakes?"
"Not bad actually; I convinced a boa constrictor to give me tour of the part of the jungle that tour guides never go. You know how it is, too many scary animals. But the snake knew how to just glide around the Rabitronicator's hole. I didn't get attacked once." Salazar said smugly. He had always been proud of his ability to communicate with snakes. He was the only one he knew that could do it, and so far his research hadn't even come up with a name for his gift, let alone the names of wizards who possessed it.
"Salazar, do you like working here?" Godric asked, seriously.
Salazar was about to make a wisecrack about the obvious question when he realized that Godric only wore that expression when he had a plan. He answered instead., "Well, no I don't. But I like teaching. And this is the only wizard school in the area."
Godric was grateful for his friend's serious answer. "That's what I've been thinking about. Or rather, Rowena and I have been thinking about. She thinks we could start our own school. Teach children what we want to teach them."
"Actual magic." Salazar was quick to grasp his friend's idea. They were always like that; thinking at the same pace and understanding each other.
Godric continued, "Exactly. You heard about young Johnny Hart, right? He didn't even know what a banshee was! Kids that age, ten or eleven, should be able to learn that stuff."
"Well let's go do it.." Salazar stood up to leave.
"I didn't mean right now. We have work to do."
"Godric. You need to be more ambitious. Go after your goal. If you want to work at another school, you need to quit working here. It'll create urgency in the situation."
Godric was always amazed at Salazar's determination. "But we won't have jobs, Salazar, think about that."
"Yes we will. As soon as you walk out of here you will be a Founder. It may not pay yet, but its as better job than this one." Salazar was halfway across the room.
Godric jumped out of his chair and beat his friend out of the door, away from Warton's Wizard School. "Let's go to Hoggy's Happy Bar to celebrate our new positions"
"I knew you'd see it my way." Salazar said.
As they walked down the street toward Hoggy's, Godric's head turned as he saw a brown haired girl about 19 years old sweeping the front steps of what obviously was a muggle household.
"She's so beautiful." Godric stuttered as he nudged Salazar to look in her direction.
"But so dirty. Can't you see the mud on her dress? It seeped out from her veins where the dirty blood flows." Salazar sneered. He had always believed muggles to be beneath him.
"How can you say that? She has does nothing to deserve that, nothing to provoke that!" Godric was shocked at how high Salazar's nose had been turned up. How dignified a pose Salazar was shifting his body into.
"A Rabitronicator need not move or make a sound for a human to know that it is an evil creature. One look is sufficient. The same theory applies to humans. You can just tell when a person is not magically inclined, when a person is filthy. It's called instinct, Godric. Honestly. I thought you had it." Salazar stopped glaring at the muggle woman after he spoke this to look straight into Godric's disbelieving eyes.
"Salazar. Let's forget about this. We were on our way to celebrate." Godric was not brave enough yet to stand up to his friend, Salazar.
The muggle woman had looked up to see the two handsome men turn away from her. She smiled at the blonde one when he turned back to have another look at her.