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dontcallmefrankie-blog · 9 years ago
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"I think she actually sorta screeched like an owl when it arrived, actually." Frank mused. It wasn't often that his mother lost her composure, and even if she had gone on for days about what a horrid parcel it was to receive -- and think of the neighbors! -- it was rather entertaining, if only for that one moment.
"I'm afraid to even know where you found that. Or who else had the pleasure of receiving one this summer."
hogwarts :: technically.
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dontcallmefrankie-blog · 9 years ago
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He was actually rather surprised that she was being rather blaise about the whole situation. Normally when he found a student out of bed, there was something more to the reaction. Be it apologetic or defiance. She, on the other hand, didn't seem to care either way. A part of him was curious as to why. A bigger part of him was reeling in anticipation. Chest tightened, jaw flexed, and the small hairs on the back of his neck stood on end in the affirmation that he'd have to be more assertive to make his point across with this girl.
Mentally researching the filing system of his thoughts, he tried to pull up a name for her - it was hazy. All the teachers had a knack for seeming to remember each student's name, surname, and house even when they weren't in uniform. Frank was not so lucky.
"I'm going to have to dock points." He said anyway, straightening up his posture to cover up the fact that he was feeling less-than-confident in the moment. "More if you don't move along back to your dorm."
Hogwarts :: Nighttime Stroll. :: Frank x Sybill
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dontcallmefrankie-blog · 9 years ago
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dontcallmefrankie-blog · 9 years ago
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Even though it had taken away time from his studies, Frank never minded being on patrol. Mostly, it was a quiet walk through the castle. Of course every now and again there was the student out of bed, or Peeves getting into some kind of mischief that would rival the notorious Marauders, but generally, Frank didn't encounter a whole lot that needed to be resolved with anything more than a warning. Which happened to be nice for someone that didn't exactly like confrontation. He knew that he'd have to work on that if he wanted to be an Auror, and he would -- especially since Alice wanted to be one too. He allowed himself a fleeting smile at the thought of the Headgirl, and focused once more on the task at hand as he turned the corridor to head up to the towers.
Spiral stairs were relentless.
Expecting to have the night's sky greet him, with nothing more than a starry veiw, Frank was actually rather surprised to see another student. Glad, at the very least, that she seemed to be alone and he wouldn't have to break up some heated teenage ravishing - Frank cleared his throat to try and get the younger girl's attention, without scaring the crap out of her. It was all he needed, her tripping or spinning too quickly having been caught out of bed. He didn't particularly fancy the idea of heading to the Hospital Wing with her -- it always made him feel uncomfortable to be there.
"It's well past curfew." He pointed out, voice soft, but not without the proper diction or authority.
Hogwarts :: Nighttime Stroll. :: Frank x Sybill
Ripped tights showed pale teenage knees. Awkward, young, skinny, still youthful enough to seem playful, old enough to raise questions of rebellion and independence. Fifteen. What a peculiar age. Hormones running rampant, bodies changing, emotions maturing. For a fifteen year old girl, life was weird enough without the dreams.
Which is why she was out here. The tower held too many questions, sleep held too many pictures. She needed the quiet. She needed the open air, or a maze of corridors. She needed something to cleanse her mind. Or at least distract. There was a gargoyle-like statue in an alcove made of stone three corridors away. Sybill had seen an older student hide a leather pouch behind it earlier today. Sybill had a talent for seeing things. Sometimes she wanted to, sometimes her eyes were lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time. Sometimes things came to her and demanded to be seen, no matter how tightly she shut her eyes to them.
The inky black sky was cloudy tonight. But she didn’t need to see the stars to know Venus was usually close tonight. The filtered moonlight caught her dirty blonde mop of curls as she stepped closer to her goal. The leather pouch. She thought she knew what it was. She wanted to make sure. Focusing on this helped quiet what her mind was trying to show her. It was stupid, maybe, to be wandering the halls at night. But here she was. Striding along as though it was the most natural thing in the world.
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dontcallmefrankie-blog · 9 years ago
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dontcallmefrankie-blog · 9 years ago
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“I’ll believe it, mate. I’ll believe. I don’t even know who I’d go for - fairly certain there’s a mad grab for some, you know? My luck I’d end up being a Tusken Raider or something.” 
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“You may have heard correctly. It’s gonna be epic. I must warn you in advance that my C3PO impersonation is pretty sick.”
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dontcallmefrankie-blog · 9 years ago
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“Yeah... not quite. I didn’t think people actually mixed those up. You’re talking Star Trek, which, I mean, it’s alright -- but the Wars.”  
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“Umm, Star Wars? That’s the one with Spock, right?”
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dontcallmefrankie-blog · 9 years ago
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“Did I hear a rumor about some Star Wars cosplay? I want in on this, guys.”
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dontcallmefrankie-blog · 9 years ago
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Definitely stifles a cough, trying to maintain at least some composure with a face full of smoke. "Obviously nothing you are." A small pause, then a returning smle. "Was alright - My mother didn't find the parcel you sent quite as funny as you probably did, though."
hogwarts :: technically.
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dontcallmefrankie-blog · 9 years ago
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“I am too. Guess all we can do is really just appreciate the time we’ve got here - make great memories to look back on and all.” 
hogwarts | back home | open
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“I don’t know about you Frankie but I’m sure gonna miss this place.”
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dontcallmefrankie-blog · 9 years ago
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“Not even just concerned about the grounds so much, Doc.”
hogwarts :: technically.
“Don’ look at me like that. Technically, we ‘r’n’t on school grounds, yet.”
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dontcallmefrankie-blog · 9 years ago
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“One of the most beautiful places in the world, really.” 
hogwarts | back home | open
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“You know, this place is really beautiful if you take the time to look at it, don’t you think?”
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