 Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
The Gryffindor smirked when she asked him how many Valentine's he did not receive. Was someone jealous that he had nonexistent admirers? With some quick thinking, Frankie pulled a random, but reasonable, number out of his head. "Six so far. I suspect there will be more coming in late, though. You know how the ladies like my hair." She certainly liked it, that he knew. He remembered the many times she ran her fingers through it back when they were an item.
His eyebrow then rose when Hady said that she was pretty sure she could figure out who had sent her the Valentine. "Oh really?" he asked curiously. Was she going to give names of the boys he needed to hex her potential admirers?
And her heart was already taken? What? Frankie secretly hoped she was talking about Sammie and not some other guy.
Ugh! He instantly resisted playing it so cool that he locked himself out of the opportunity to eat a few of the chocolates he had gotten for her. That white piece he was watching her eat looked delicious. It was tempting to reach out and snatch a couple from the box the moment she set it between them. But, nope, he resisted and returned to his sandwich until it was finished. He was going to ride this one out as long as he possibly could.
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