 Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
The showing of the badge could have caused a number of responses. A mad dash in the opposite direction or jinxes being sent his way were not foreign to him; however, Frankie had to admit that a small squeak was new. The woman in front of him must've felt like a mouse in this dark maze of an alley. Frankie offered her a smile as his way of letting her know that she had nothing to fear.
Putting the badge back in its proper place, the man silently nodded his head as the woman spoke, revealing that she was lost. It was fortunate that none of the other shifty patrons who frequented the place had gotten to her first.
"Yes, of course. Follow me, and we'll get you reunited with your husband and son in no time," he reassured her, making a gesture toward the stretch of alley behind her. Frankie's blue eyes were alert and he kept a hand close to his wand in case anyone else about had any funny ideas. "I'm Franklin Paton. It's a pleasure to meet your acquaintance, Lyra."
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