 Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
Maybe he should have thought twice about kicking the statue. But what else was he supposed to do? Besides the obvious option of returning to Gryffindor Tower to do homework without any sweets? Now that he thought of it, he supposed he could have gone down to the kitchens... but, no, it just wouldn't have been the same. There wouldn't have been the thrill of sneaking into the candy shop and returning to the castle hyped up on too much sugar.
As the pain surging through his foot gradually lessened, Frankie simply eyed the statue and tried concentrating very hard on that blasted password. Why he couldn't remember this one of all the silly passwords he had stored away in his noggin was a mystery to him. It surely was one worth being in the top five passwords to have fresh in ones mind.
His concentration was broken, not like he was getting anywhere closer to venturing off to Honeydukes, by a voice. The Gryffindor stayed very still just in case it was a professor (maybe they'd not see him if he didn't make any sudden movements), but relaxed when he saw out of the corner of his eye that it was Zeke. Phew!
Oh. Zeke had seen his, err, little tantrum. Yeah, about that... "Just trying to get to Honeydukes to restock. Pretty sure Stark or Chambers found my stash and ate everything." Plus he had homework that needed doing. But priorities, yo!
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