"We are mere fragments of our former glory, left to guard our vault until the two of legends will slay the Dark Lord of Ravenclaw" recited Godric.
"Rowena never did like you!"
"At least she didn't think I was a muggleborn tramp!"
"That hurt Godric."
"Yep, but you're MY tramp."
"You two are weird" Harry interrupted.
"And like yourself and Oliver are any better?"
"We have been watching over the two of you, and I say you two are more love sick than Harrison and myself."
"How much of us have you been watching" Oliver asked, as he was blushing hard.
"Enough to know you are giving us a run for our money" Godric replied with a cheeky voice.
"That is wrong on so many levels!"
"Rowena didn't like you?" Harry asked.
"I stole the apple of her eye. It was obvious to everyone from his birth, except to Rowena, that he preferred the company of men" replied Harrison.
"I resent that. You were the only man I loved or even looked at in that way."
"Sure Godric. Sure."
"I hate how you insinuate everything. But I fell in love with you nonetheless. And I would rather sleep with you than Rowena."
"Erm…thanks for the compliment?"
"Your welcome!" Godric replied in a highly sarcastic voice.
"She was always brains and no action until the bonding ceremony. No one knew she was capable of that. And we never knew how she felt."
"I wonder how Azkaban's heir is doing now."
"Godric, I'm sure Azkaban's heir is fine. I would bet your third leg on it!"
"Harrison, um thanks…but you should be betting on your own equipment!"
Authors Note: Couldn't resist the fluffiness, I'll try to update again soon, but school is hell this week and I am falling behind on my college stuff. I haven't done an financial aid forms yet. And thanks for all the reviews. It means a lot. (A few more wouldn't hurt ! jk)