 Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
With a trail of confetti, the gnomes were gone and the prefect remembered that he was in the middle of eating his salami cream cheese sandwich. Frankie took a rather large bite this time to keep himself from having to talk right away. He was just going to watch Sammie and pretend that his Valentine to Hady hadn't been delivered right in front of him from here on out.
Out of the corner of his eye, however, he watched her examine the box of chocolates and then moved onto the flowers. Roses and tiger lilies were her favourites, and Frankie knew that when he himself picked those out. But that smile on her face, how she was looking at him, and how she responded to his comment gave him a gut feeling that he had been busted. It was those specific flowers that gave it all away, wasn't it? Or maybe the Ichihara mention? Surely he wasn't the only one at Hogwarts that knew that information... Play it cool, Paton. Play. It. Cool.
Swallowing, he shrugged his shoulders at her. "I think that was the senders point, to remain mysterious and all that. Can't say I would know. I don't send them; I just get them." He flashed his teeth at her, trying to be all pompous to cover up the lies he was telling to, hopefully, throw her off.
After she opened the box and wondered how her admirer would feel if she shared her chocolates, the blond again shrugged his shoulders. "I dunno. Your admirer could be the jealous type, watching from afar. Might hex me if he sees you sharing the Valentine goods he gave you with me. Are you willing to take that risk?"
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