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Hogwarts RPG Name: Narcissa Hensley Gryffindor Third Year x6 x4
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Originally Posted by Zoe Thanks to his sister deciding that she was going to stay at Hogwarts, his parents decided that he too should stay behind this year. Frankie was not thrilled about being stuck in the castle at all, which was why he was being very Scrooge-esque this holiday season. Bah humbug!
Nonetheless, the Gryffindor had made his way down from his dormitory to join in on the festivities, even though he was not enjoying the fact that his Christmas jumper was itchy and his perfect hair was being crushed by a stupid Santa hat that was too small for his head. If anything was going to make this holiday any better, it was going to be all those cookies he had full intention of stuffing in his mouth.
In fact, his face did light up a little at the sight of all the baking ingredients and the house-elves running about. His senses were tingling at the sight and smell of the deliciousness before him. But his face quickly fell back to Scrooge-mode when he saw Grace ... and the obvious reason why she decided to not go home.
"Oi!" Frankie walked over to their table and grabbed some sprinkles, which he tossed at sister. "Thanks, sis, for ruining my Christmas." He then, unable to resist, swiped someone's finished gingerbread man and bit its head off. "And Happy Christmas to you, Caleb." Quote:
Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom
It wasn't long before Caleb had company - and it was good company, that was for sure. It was...well, weird, Caleb determined, how he suddenly just started to enjoy her company more and more after having known her for like, ever. Their parents knew each other and went to school together, and up until a few months ago, she'd just been his childhood friend Grace. It was a scary, scary thought, thinking that MAYBE, just MAYBE, he would want more out of that, but that was what going on dates and stuff was for, right? He grinned as Grace joined him, which was perfect since he had this AWESOME idea that was going to put into play that would go down in history as the coolest way EVER to make a move, but then...someone had to BUTT IN.
Wrinkling his eyebrows, Caleb looked over at Frankie, who...was older than he remembered now. True, he hadn't interacted with the boy since he had been like...10, if he remembered correctly, but still. He had to pick NOW to come back and have a conversation with him? UGH. "Happy Christmas, Frankie. You two enjoying your time here in the castle for Christmas? I figured I'd do it, at least once, before I'm gone for good, you know?" he said with a smile. His super adorable awesome plan would have to wait for just a bit. Would it be cheesy of her to want to just look at his face. Caleb had a really pretty face, and Grace really did want to just look at it all day long. But she figured that wasn't the best way to get a guy to like her. So maybe not any face staring just yet. She just smiled at him, and then looked down at the cookies. She didn't know when she had started to feel like this about Caleb, when he had gone from a child hood friend to something more, but she kind of liked it. She wasn't sure if he felt the same though. So face staring was very much off of the cards.
She really needed to find out if he felt the same. Because she didn't want to waste time on someone who didn't feel the same. Maybe she could ask now. She'd think about it. She was about to say something else when she heard the annoying droning of her brother. Ugh. Franklin didn't have the best timing.
"Not my fault Mom and Dad made you stay..." The sixth girl murmured, shaking her head. She hadn't thought that they'd make him stay just because she was. It wasn't like he was 10 any more. "This is my first time staying too..." She mused, glancing up at Caleb, and smiling a little. She may or may not have had a little bit of hearts eye. "We usually go home... but I fancied a change this year." One that her brother clearly didn't like. Oh well. Tough luck.
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