 Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
As he stared out the window, he couldn't help but shuffle the leaf around in his mouth. Doing so had become a bit of a habit for him over the last few weeks. It was going to be weird not having anything to constantly move around in his mouth, but the Gryffindor was ready for the next stage of the process. He could see the light at the end of the tunnel.
But all he could see through that window was wall and more windows. Blue eyes squinted as he tried seeing if anyone was walking by. Classes for the day was now over and it was nearly supper time, so surely someone was bound to stroll past eventually. Just when he thought he saw someone on the other side, everything went dark. For a moment Frankie stopped breathing, his fight-or-flight instincts starting to kick in. He stopped himself from moving though. He knew who it was.
"You know, you're probably the only person who can sneak up on me like that," he said with a grin.
__________________
 |