It had all been much easier before the School had come along. Friends could be friends, and didn’t have to be rivals, each trying to bring the most glory to their own house. Godric hadn’t meant for it to happen, but his pride had gotten the better of him, and Salazar… Well, he’d always been a bit strange. It had never bothered him before, because he was still good in bed, he was still Salazar, and a good man at heart. It was sad, but it had never hurt, and they hadn’t argued about anything, not once. Until Hogwarts.