 Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
Needless to say, Frankie was EXCITED for the last feast of the term. Being seventeen now, that meant that stilly no-magic-outside-of-school rule didn't apply to him. This summer meant he could do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted and he wouldn't get into trouble with the Ministry for it. Plus he was an Animagus now. Double whammy!
Those thoughts were on the prefect's mind as he swaggered into the hall, his red badge shining bright. He was shocked to see that he was the first to arrive at the Gryffindor table, but that was fine with him. It only meant that he would be getting the best seat possible. If only there wasn't a wait for food...
Sitting down, the blond kept his eye on the at . He was hoping to catch sight of Hady and wave her over before she decided to sit at the Slytherin table. And if anyone asked what he was doing, he'd just say he was keeping tabs on his housemates.
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