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lucinda:

“sure. if you call mediocre attempts at having class ‘pretty good’. this event would have a lot more taste to it if people had actually FOLLOWED the dress code assigned by the event planning committee.” lucinda scoffed, “i mean half these boys can’t even work a tie properly.”

frank looked sheepishly down at his tie-less suit, shifting his jacket so maybe she might not notice. ❝ sounds like you’re having loads of fun. y’know, um... ❞ he leaned down closer to her ear, breath clearly tinted with firewhiskey as he muttered, ❝ this isn’t actually compulsory. you CAN leave... ❞

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natasha:

“Not bad, I quite like the band they’ve found.” she said turning to the lad talking to her.

❝ NOT BAD ?? ah, c’mon, you can do better than that !! it’s fan-fucking-tastic. ❞

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tomas:

“ THE BEST ! ” his voice was loud , though not enough to disrupt those around them . if anything , everyone seemed immersed in their own conversations with dazed looks & full hearts !

frank was more than excited to see his enthusiasm returned, a heavy hand moving to clap tomas on the back. ❝ have you had a drink yet lately, my good man ?? i think it’s gotten even BETTER throughout the night !! ❞

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alice:

alice tugged at her dress nervously, helplessly trying to occupy herself with anything to get her mind off of the evening’s event. she’d been looking forward to the valentine’s day ball for weeks now and it was sadly not going as she’d expected. with a soft sigh, the brunette wandered off towards the refreshments table, pouring herself a drink and scanning the crowd for a friendly face.

he’d been watching her for a while: back against the wall, spiked drink in hand, an absentminded smile glued to his features. MERLIN she looked beautiful --- as if light itself radiated from her --- and suddenly it didn’t matter that they had known each other for years, he felt nervous about approaching her. and yet, to leave her stranded by herself, and with that look upon her face... tucking the tail of his shirt back into his pants, he plastered on a grin and moved seamlessly through the crowd and towards her. ❝ hey, ally !! you clean up nice, as always. ❞

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frank grinned at the familiar face that glanced his way, raising his glass as though in toast. ❝ pretty good night, eh ?? ❞

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alice:

“i’m a very understanding young girl, one of my many traits.” her eyes narrowed playfully, her head tilting slightly to the side as she watched him. “oh i don’t know about that, zuko. i don’t really think you could handle me scantily clad in leather. FRENCHY is brilliant, great hair and all. plus finnigan is my counterpart, should be fun enough. if you’re up for it we can run our lines together? i’ll be your provisional sandy in times of need, up for it STUD?”

to be fair, he hadn’t exactly been thinking about the scantily clad in leather part ― but when she brought it up, he couldn’t help but hesitate a second. biting down on his lip, eyes glancing down then up, he finally shook his head, gaze once again in line with hers. ❝ i could handle it. but maybe we should do a test, just to be sure. ❞

❝ finnigan ?? what, the uh... ravenclaw lad ?? well yeah that sounds... FUN. ❞ grinning at her last words, he withheld his nod from appearing too eager. ❝ all i’m sayin’ is that was a pretty good sandy. but hell yeah we should run lines. dunno how else i’m gunna remember all this without your help. ❞

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arthur:

“i hope i get kenickie, because this DOODY character sounds like a wanker.”

❝ and y’know what art, i hope you get ‘im too. we’d make a right fuckin’ pair up there, eh ?? ❞

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FROM: A ghost

NOTE: You won’t be young forever. Keep that in mind.

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alice:

“you’ve definitely got the whole ‘humble, relatable, guy next door’ thing going for you, surely any sandy would swoon at the opportunity to land you as their leading man. congrats!”

❝ EXACTLY !! see, you get it. ❞ frank knew she was teasing, but he wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction of a reaction --- it was more fun this way. ❝ personally i would’ve put you up for sandy, but, y’know, frenchy’s still fun. ❞

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❝ yeah, i mean... i know it TECHNICALLY started out as just an easy detention pass, but you gotta admit, i was kinda made to play danny zuko. i guess my man kenickie wouldn’t be so bad either but... DANNY ZUKO, y’know ?? ❞

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remus:

“Well as long as you stay warm– that’s what’s important right, mate?” A soft smile curled around his lips as the young man glanced to his side, to see Frank Longbottom seated beside him in a turtleneck sweater. “We wouldn’t want to have to send you to Pomfrey’s with a cold, good thing you got that sweater.”

❝ actually i’m cold as FUCK, so maybe i should just take it off, ❞ frank joked --- joke being the operative word. in reality, he wouldn’t dare remove the sweater, acutely aware of what it was currently concealing and what he wouldn’t dare reveal. ❝ but at least i’m making a fashion statement --- y’know, the kind that says ugly sweaters are back in. ❞

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griffin:

the taste of bacon and the sound of his own chewing was all griffin had been focusing on for the ten minutes he had been sitting at the gryffindor table by himself. when frank came into his peripheral, he didn’t pay much attention until an unsettling feeling of awkwardness drifted over from the other boy. “uh.” griffin grunted to himself, swallowing what was in his mouth and scooting down the bench until he and his plate were in front of frank. “i think..it looks pretty neat. is it warm?”

frank glanced up as the boy shuffled down the bench, head frozen in place and only his eyes moving as he remained hunched over his plate of eggs and toast. ❝ probably, ❞ he mumbled through another bite of toast. ❝ but i can’t get rid of these fuckin’ chills. ❞ as if on cue, a shiver ran down his spine, sending his whole body into a minor shake as he wrapped the sweater tighter around his torso. if he were being honest, it was not the sweater he was nervous about, but instead what it was concealing. ❝ ma knit it for me over the break, ❞ he said, cutting through another short wave of awkward silence.

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james:

“ … it’s very pretty. ” he mumbled, small bits of toast in his mouth as he failed to hide a small chuckle.

frank tightened his jaw as he tossed james a side glance, pulling on his neck to make sure it was well HIDDEN. ❝ augusta longbottom has a way with the threads, ❞ he mumbled, still munching on his toast, all but hunched over his plate.

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edgar:

edgar tried his best to tamp down any obvious signs of amusement. just wouldn’t be nice to so openly laugh at a guy who seemed he had a headache that would increase tenfold with the sound. he patted a reassuring hand on frank’s shoulder, and couldn’t quite hold back the arch of a brow. “ so very cold, my friend. d’you need some water? “

frank wasn’t stupid --- he knew that just the mere sight of him was amusing. granted, he didn’t think he’d been this hungover maybe EVER, and he felt like it would take days to recover at this point. with a half-grunt at the sudden pat, he attempted to moisten his dry mouth to respond. ❝ oh merlin... please... so much water, please... ❞

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frank tugged at the bottom of his turtleneck sweater, feeling EYES turn on him as he entered the great hall. taking his seat at the gryffindor table, he began to serve himself breakfast until the staring became too much. ❝ s’a new sweater, ❞ he mumbled, stuffing a piece of toast into his mouth. ❝ from christmas. ❞

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