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Summary: Godric wants his friend, Salazar, to marry someone. Who is it?
Never let it be said that Salazar Slytherin was an impolite man. In fact, he was almost patient to a fault. However, it was times like these that really got him aggravated.
"No!" he bellowed. "If I've told you once, I've told you a dozen times, Godric, I will not marry her!"
The red headed man pouted. "But why not?" he whined. "She's a terrific History and Potions Mistress and she's simply gorgeous; what more could you want?"
Salazar twitched. "First of all, that coming from you is just creepy. And second, she's your bloody mum!"
"..."
"Hey, what's wrong with my mum?!"
"She's 112 years old!"
© 2009 Inyx Dawn
10/22/09