Hello!

I've been wanting to write a Founders drabble/oneshot series for a while.

I should warn you that this will be fraught with sorrow and grief, but it shall also pour out love and warmth.

Mainly I ship Helga/Salazar and Godric/Rowena something terrible, so they will make up the majority of this series, so this is a little bit of a warning on that front. I am in shipping hell after all, and I really hope you all like this!

Please leave a review and let me know what you think ;)

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Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, and only the story line and any OC's belong to me.

Steady as the earth beneath his feet, as bright as the sunshine that pours across his face on a warm summer's day.

She has a sharp tongue, but she is kind, kind, and the only thing he's ever really wanted.

Yet, he can't have her. He can never have her, for she-with her boundless love-would try to understand, and he can't corrupt her with his loathsome touch.

She plagues his mind constantly, and he pushes her away when she tries to peel back his layers, to break down his walls.

If only she knew that he has been hers from the moment they met, deep brown eyes that sparkle with warmth, fine golden hair that twirls and curls madly on its way down her back.

She isn't pure, he knows that. She has done terrible things, and just as she has a sliver of something dark and twisted in her, he has something bright and vulnerable in him.

"Salazar," She whispers, his name a prayer as he falls from her lips, and a broken noise spills from his lips as she collapses, as the crimson flows from her body like a river seeking the sea.

She was his light, his something bright and vulnerable, and now she's gone.

"Helga," the wind hisses mockingly as he stands on the cliff's edge. Helga, he thinks with a wry twist of his lips as he steps forward, nothing but air beneath him. Then he disappears over the edge, sailing towards the sea that she used to love, as he used to love the earth.