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The moment the ghost professor lady said she didn't 'totally agree' with him was what made him consider dramatically getting up from his seat to leave the room. He HAD to learn history? Well, what could she have done to stop him from leaving? From NOT learning history? That would have showed h--
Giants. That was how she managed to successfully suck him back in to the lesson.
Frankie knew all about giants. They were big. They were mean. They were stupid. They grunted a lot. They ate children for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. And he personally had slayed plenty of giants in his day -- well, at least in his dreams he did. But the point of the matter was that this Gryffindor was very knowledgable about the species. He remained in his seat quietly doodling, keeping all of that precious knowledge to himself, because he was sure the ghost would have annoyingly corrected him in some way.
His blond head perked up a bit when all the blabbing seemed to cease and everyone started looking for partners. They were going to see how it felt to be super tall? Finally the class was going somewhere! Frankie frantically looked around the room for Zeke because they totally would have made the TALLEST and LOUDEST and MEANEST giant together. Sadly, he ended up sighing disappointedly when he couldn't find his roommate. Time for Plan B, even though it wasn't very ideal.
"Yo! Brookie! We're pairing up!"
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