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The Gryffindor prefect wasn't too thrilled about being back inside the walls of Hogwarts. His holiday had been great, and it was an absolute shame that it had ended so quickly. Once he was back on the castle grounds, he went straight to his dorm to take a cat nap before having to get up for patrols. The cat nap, though, ended up taking longer than he had anticipated. Oops!
After hastily jumping out of bed and throwing on his robes, Frankie ran down the stairs and through the toasty common room without saying a word to those who made eye contact with him. At most he gave them a quick head nod before strutting right past, pushing his way through the Fat Lady's portrait. Fortunately his patrol area wasn't very far from the common room.
He was pinning his badge onto his robes as he stepped onto the seventh floor corridor and the portrait closed behind him. The blond didn't notice anyone sitting in the corridor while he fiddled with the badge and robes. Why was this thing not cooperating today?
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