 Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
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Originally Posted by Hera  And finally Perfect Prefect Paton was going to grace them with his presence. Now nice. Zeke continued to chew the sliver of the pancake stack he'd shoved in his mouth. Could they get this service every morning? It would save him the trouble of avoiding the great hall via kitchen direct detour... those blasted rules made eating a chore.
But nevertheless, it was nice to see somebody missed his body in here, and so he gave Frankie a cheeky brow wiggle. Honestly, how could the others not protest in outrage, hmm? "I thought I'd try something new, but it's not very fitting is it?" Despite the shirt fitting perfectly of course, Zeke knew that deep down Frankie was all sorts of glum at not getting to see him in his finest, so placing his now-empty plate on the floor and substituting one hand with his coffee, Zeke lifted the corner of his shirt as he swayed in his seat, to reveal his lower abdomen and sent his dorm-mate a wink. Did he want more? Of course he did. The blond couldn't help but roll his eyes the moment his friend wiggled his eyebrows at him. How typical of him. But the prefect did chuckle at Zeke's comment about trying something new and that not fitting so well. "At least you tried, right?" That was all one could really ask for.
His attention quickly went back to his plate of food. After drawing a forkful of pancake in syrup, Frankie shoved the deliciousness in his mouth and chomped away with glee. From the corner of his eye, he saw Zeke set his empty plate on the floor and then...
COUGH. "What in --" COUGH. "-- Merlin's beard --" COUGH. "-- are you --" COUGH. "-- doing?" COUGH. COUGH. COUGH.
Still choking on the mouthful of pancake, Frankie slapped Zeke's hand so his shirt returned to its proper place. Had they been in the privacy of their dorm, Frankie would've flashed some skin in jest. But he was quite certain Flamsteed would not approve of that during a House meeting. After another cough or two, he finally swallowed his food and gave his mate a jab in the side. "Behave around the first years, bro."
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