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Hogwarts: Healer Studies
Task 1 - Write about someone struggling to keep themselves together in the face of a tragedy.

Hogwarts: 365 Prompts
Prompt - confrontation

Hogwarts: Scavenger Hunt
Write a Founders Era fic.

Let it Go

Pairing: Salazar/Godric

warning for character death

Everyone expected Godric to keep himself together. After all, as far as anyone was concerned, he and Salazar were rivals. Every confrontation was widely heard about throughout Hogwarts. They would have duals, always trying to best the other.

There was no reason for Godric Gryffindor to be sad about Salazar's untimely death, especially when the founder was no longer an official part of Hogwarts; he was a founder only in name.

Still, no one knew what happened behind closed doors.

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Godric stayed in his rooms. Helga had been by, trying to get him to come out for breakfast or to teach a class, but Godric had stayed silent. He listened as she pounded on the door before finally taking the hint and leaving him alone. Rowena hadn't even tried, so Helga probably warned her that it was useless.

He sat on his bed, his back against the headboard, and stared at the giant portrait that hung before him.

Salazar looked so regal. His face always wore a mask of seriousness, but Godric saw a secret twinkle in his eyes. It was a twinkle no one else ever saw.

"Sal, I don't know what to do. I understand no one lives forever, but I thought we'd have another good fifty years together. At least. Helga and Rowena don't seem sad at all. I want to yell at them. I want to demand answers. Shouldn't they be grieving as well? If only a little bit? I feel like my heart is breaking, and I don't know if it will ever be whole again."

Tears streamed down his cheek.

"You promised me you'd never leave me. You lied, Sal," he accused. He laid down onto the bed and curled into a ball.

If anyone saw him, he'd be humiliated, but right and there, he didn't care. He hugged his knees as his body shook with sobs. He cried. He cried or his lost love, and he cried for all the years they'd never have together.

He was tired of holding himself together. He just needed to let it go.

(word count: 347)