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Freddie peered into the courtyard fountain. There were usually a few knuts at the bottom, but today he counted twenty-two, and three sickles. Well, it was Valentine's Day. People were making Valentine's Day wishes. He stuck a finger in the water, making ripples. It wasn't very deep. If he rolled...

Freddie had never been in the kitchens before, but someone had told him it was a good place to look for Dakrey, so here he was. He knocked on the door and went in. Pretty weird that they were just allowed in the kitchens here, he thought. At his last school, they'd have probably suspended him...

Freddie stepped out of the hospital wing, catching the door so it wouldn't slam. He was thinking about where to go next when suddenly he saw a face that felt important for some reason. Was Teddy Pirrip on his list? Oh - he was! That was easy. Freddie headed toward him, slowing down the closer he...

It was lunch time, and Freddie was back in the great hall, looking for the last people on his rose list. He knew Annika. Never really talked to her, but she was in some of his classes. Spotting her further down the table, he shuffled over. As he got close, he took the rose out of his basket and...

It was late afternoon by the time Freddie knocked on Professor Adler-Cade's door. He wasn't very good at talking to teachers. Mostly he only talked to them when he was in trouble. But Professor Adler was quite nice, and he hadn't been in trouble with her yet, so he was hoping it wouldn't be...

Freddie knew exactly where to go for this one. Maybe he should've sent Molly a rose himself, he thought, as he floo'd his way up to the third floor corridor. He did almost send one. Wrote, like, half a sentence, couldn't decide how to finish it, and gave up. Everything he thought of just sounded...

Friday Weeks. That was a funny name, thought Freddie, as he stood in the great hall. But how was he gonna find her? He'd been watching the other deliverers. Some of them just yelled 'til they found the person. That seemed to work pretty fast, but Freddie didn't like yelling - he didn't like the...

Follows from here CW: descriptions of pain from nerve damage Freddie woke to darkness and the sensation of hot knives. For a few long seconds, he lay frozen, trying to make sense of it all - the tight, scratchy sheets; the weird ticking noise; the sweet smell of lemon soda. Stuff came back to...

How could Freddie be indoors and outdoors at the same time? It was almost like... like standing in a courtyard, and the inside of the inside walls were actually the outside of the outside walls, or whatever. They should fill the great hall up with trees and snow more often. Like, every day. Why...

Continued from here Freddie hated waiting. The waiting part was worse than the getting-yelled-at part. He sat on the edge of the hospital wing bed, good knee tucked under his chin, picking at a loose thread on his sleeve. Probably shouldn’t do that. It was a really nice shirt. But oh well. He...

Freddie didn’t knock any more. Everyone in the hospital wing probably knew him anyway - he was in there, like, once a week for potions. So he went straight in. His leg was okay today. Pretty much normal, apart from some pins and needles, but that was okay. Didn’t hurt a lot. He just wanted to...

Where did Declan go? Freddie had to talk to him - before Ares did. He waited near the Gryffindor portrait, leaning on the wall, picking at his sweater. His leg was still heavy and his nose still stung where Ares punched him, but at least it had stopped bleeding. Come on, come on, come on. What...

Freddie swung his bag as he walked through the dungeons with Declan. Hanging out with Declan was the best thing about Potions class. He was funny. Freddie was still grinning now, thinking about something dumb he’d said earlier. “Oh,” he said, as a couple of girls walked past. “Are you going to...

Can't keep holding my breath, God forbid you leave me like all the rest did = Friendship/Like = Romance/Crush = Hate = Neutral Freddie is very slow to warm up to people - especially adults. Even a single smiley face next to a name means he likes that person enough to seek out their...

Follows from here, godmods are just references to the last RP Freddie didn't risk running, but he walked out of the library fast and didn't look back. Not even when he heard Ares. Not even when he heard Rose. His face was hot and his eyes were still watering like he was gonna cry, although he...

So, hellebore was used in the draught of peace, and asphodel was used in the draught of living death... Ugh. How was Freddie supposed to remember which one was which? He slid down further between the sofa cushions, stretching his leg out, trying to make it less tingly. Maybe the heavy book on it...

Why Marina? There were so many girls in Astronomy. Freddie could have been paired up with any of them for this project - but it had to be Marina. The one who was mad at him. Okay, she never said anything, but she hadn't really talked to him since that time he ditched her in class. Ugh. That was...

The library was quiet today. Freddie stood in the fiction section, trying to find something good to read. The problem wasn't that he couldn't. The problem was there were way too many books to choose from. Did he want to read about a boy who rode dragons, or a teenage astronomer who found a...

“Did you know dragons can explode?” asked Freddie. He and Chase both had a bit of time to kill between classes, and for some reason, they’d wound up killing time together. Freddie leaned against the wall, trying his best to keep a straight face. His favourite thing to do whenever people started...