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In all honesty, he felt a little foolish not immediately recognizing Hady's voice. He just didn't expect her to be waiting outside of his common room and thought that the quiet voice had to belong to one of the Gryffindors. That scenario made sense to him. Hady waiting here, however, did not. What was this all about?
He looked at Hady without any sort of an expression on his face. Frankie wanted to react a thousand different ways, but he knew that he had to distance himself after the break-up, months of barely saying a thing to each other, everything. She began by apologizing for waiting there in the corridor for him and not owling ahead of time. The prefect blinked. Okay... where was this going?
Then it all came out too quickly and in a rather un-Hady-like fashion. She was rambling, and he wasn't quite following her. He knew that this was an apology, but he didn't understand a few things. Why was she apologizing after all this time? What was the point in doing so now? The blond thought of asking these questions, but he simply nodded his head and stood there, silent, wondering if she had anything more to say.
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