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The Gryffindor had just made up his mind on what to change Dominic Denton's name to. It was childish really, but a classic nonetheless. Plus it wasn't like the guy was going to be roaming about Hogwarts in the very near future to see that someone decided that 'Poophead Denton' was a more appropriate name to have on display. It would certainly be a surprise for the bloke's kids, if he had any, to come across when it was time for them to go to school here.
Frankie was about to do some quick spellwork and find his next victim when he heard thunking noises coming from the corridor. OH, MERLIN. CODE RED. The blond blanked out on what to do, so he just stupidly stood there with his wand out instead of stuffing it in his pocket or running away.
"Evening, Professor Flamsteed," the boy muttered quietly, secretly having a mini-panic attack while simultaneously thinking of a good excuse to have his wand at the ready inside a room full of old trophies and plaques. Frankie looked down at his feet. "And hi, Pebbles."
Oh. Right. The shiny things in front of them. "Mhhm. I was just --" Think, Frankie, think. Just roll with the first things that comes to mind. "-- cleaning off some dust. Seems like the caretaker has been slacking a little." Not really, but the castle was pretty big. It couldn't have been that far-fetched of a tale, right? "Those are my parents, by the way," he quickly added, pointing to their shiny names with his wand. "Seth and Vanessa."
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