 Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
He just sort of stood there in the cold, like a deer in headlights. He wasn't sure what to do or say to the girl standing in front of him. Should he say that he was sorry or say nothing? Should he walk into the greenhouse like nothing happened or run back to the castle? Decisions were hard to make in this state.
Just say that you're sorry for running into her. Say that you're sorry for avoiding her as if she had spattergroit. You can just pretend that nothing weird had ever happened.
In spite of what his mind was telling him, Frankie couldn't bring himself to listen and act as such. It was all just too awkward, too confusing, too many conflicting emotions. Right now all the blond wanted to do was go about his day without having the think about those things. He wanted to pretend that the events of Valentine's Day had never happened. Though that was obviously proving to be easier said than done.
Frankie glanced up again when he heard Hady apologize once again. He knew that the right thing for him to do would be to say that everything was okay and apologize himself, but that didn't quite transfer from his brain to his vocal chords. He, while fidgeting with his gloved fingers, instead responded with, "You already said that."
Before any more awkwardness could be exchanged between the two, the boy decided that too much damage had been done today and that he wouldn't be able to make it through an entire Herbology lesson with that heavy feeling of awkwardness filling the air. "Bye," he said, avoiding making eye-contact with the Slytherin. Without another word leaving his mouth, he turned his back to the greenhouses and started walking toward the castle, his Gryffindor scarf blowing in the wind.
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