 Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
As to be expected, Frankie didn't get any more of his reading done now that his spell had been casted. It wasn't every day that a sheep was present in your common room, and, no offense to Professor Myers because he was great and everything, the sheep was drastically more interesting than whatever he was reading for Herbology.
Genny's reaction wasn't seen by him, but he could hear her every word. The prefect had to do everything he could not to laugh hysterically. The yelling was PRICELESS. If he wasn't trying to act all innocent about the whole ordeal, he would've had his magical camera pointed right at her and the sheep to capture this fine moment.
He did allow his head to jerk sharply toward the girl, his blue eyes wide to fake surprise. His mouth opened, though no words came out. He appeared to be absolutely flabbergasted on the outside, but internally he was laughing himself to death.
An eyebrow rose, however, the moment the second year moved so she was sitting on the sheep as if she were about to ride off into the sunset. "Uhh ... that isn't a horse, you know," the blond said, trying so very hard to not grin. Merlin, it hurt keeping the laughter in.
The sheep then loudly baaaaaah'ed and left a smelly surprise on the floor before deciding to try to nibble off a piece of a nearby armchair. The boy's nose scrunched up. He was NOT cleaning that up. Nope.
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