Late in the autumn, the farmer still did not have the harvest he wanted.

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The dark-haired teenager paused for a moment as he reached out, but finally plucked up the courage to hold him. "Well, we're friends now," Godric told him earnestly. "So you mustn't eat me."

"What's the matter? Salazar." Godric Gryffindor, wearing white gloves, was enjoying a hearty lunch. "Nothing."

Salazar Slytherin x Godric Gryffindor "Nice to meet you, I'm Godric. Gryffindor.""Salazar Slytherin," he said.

Salazar Slytherin x Godric Gryffindor Godric muttered, "Whatever happens."And our meeting is fate.