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Frankie was used to receiving letters from her mother in the owl post every now and then, so it hadn't been the original arrival of the bird that had spooked her. No, it was the way the letter had been addressed – 'Francesca Eleanor Tillington' – that had had her skin breaking out in goosebumps...

There was a curious mixture of feelings building up inside Frankie as her sister laid out a plan. Hope that her father really would write, pride that Gabby had laid out such a practical plan, joy that her mother would receive a reply to the letter that had started this all – and for some strange...

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Frankie was absolutely okay with just letting Gabby sob into her shoulder forever, but she recognised that her sister wanted to draw back and so let her. She wished she had a tissue or something to give her sister – she looked like she would have rather used it than the sleeve of her robe...

Frankie soared away from the scoring zone to follow Gabriel on his half-lap. She supposed there was always a possibility that he might drop the Quaffle, but she didn't really think – or want – that to happen. It was better that their team had several strong chasers to put forward in games.

As she soared through her half-lap, Frankie heard the tell-tale sound of a bludger streak through the air behind her. Glad that it had missed, she picked up a little speed and sped on back around toward the hoops. She watched the keeper a little more carefully this time during her approach, and...

Frankie let out a loud cheer as Marisol got the Quaffle past their keeper. It was good to see at least one of them had been able to do so, and she was more determined than ever to improve her own skill. Frankie flew in to grab the Quaffle as it was thrown back out, and then soared off to begin...

As much as Frankie had been disheartened by her own failure at scoring a goal, she wasn't any happier that Gabriel had missed as well. Hopefully Marisol would finally get one past the keeper, being the most experienced chaser on the team. Frankie flew after her, keen to keep in motion.

Frankie was surprised to hear a shout from somewhere beside her as she followed Gabriel out of the scoring zone and off around the pitch, but she shot a grin and a thumbs up at her captain once she had pinpointed the voice. "I'm on it, cap!" The older girl's words let her fully shake off the...

After Frankie had reached the middle of the pitch and turned around, she swooped up toward the hoops again and tried to think where best to aim the Quaffle so it would get past the keeper. Unfortunately, she guessed wrong – or Marcos had guessed right – and she failed to score. Frankie was a bit...

Frankie thought it was unfortunate that the older chaser – it really was time to introduce herself to her, so she could call the girl by her name – missed her shot, but she eagerly dove forwards to catch the Quaffle as it was thrown back out and scoop it under her arm. Frankie then turned around...

Frankie listened to the captain begin the practice with a pleased grin on her face. It was still good to remember that they'd won their first game, but she agreed with the older girl that they needed to keep on top of their game. She payed special attention to the instructions that pertained to...

Frankie hadn't actually been at the so-called 'revolution' meeting that had happened last year, but she had heard all about it afterwards – and wished she had been. For ages, she hadn't been able to figure out what the meeting had actually been about – only that someone had punched someone else...

Although Gabby seemed largely sceptical of the idea of a petition, Frankie only shrugged with a smile at her sister's reaction. "I mean, you never know if you don't try, right? But you're welcome." She was happy to leave the idea for now, even if she knew Gabby really would be happier if they...

Frankie had been ecstatic about their win in the last Quidditch game, but she was glad that their captain's had decided to hold a practice soon after as well. Firstly, she needed to practice scoring a whole heap more, and secondly, she was just pleased for any excuse to get up in the air. Not...

Frankie couldn't help grinning at her sister's reply. "Training, you're so funny." But the teasing was light-hearted, and she knew her sister really did enjoy swimming in that fashion - she supposed it would be like herself and Quidditch, if Gabby actually enjoyed flying more than she seemed to...

Frankie had been making her way down the grounds toward the lake, hoping that she would find her sister down by the water. It was a curious similarity they had both quickly realised they shared, once they had seen each other down there far more times than could have been coincidence. There were...

The closer the date for Quidditch try-outs approached, the more psyched Frankie began to get about attempting to return to the house team. Last year had been a complete buzz for her, especially during the game where she had actually been chosen to play a starting position. Frankie had had a...

Current Points: 75 [hr]Frankie only performed what amounted to an internal shrug at seeing that her spell didn't land. You couldn't have everything. Besides, the tingling in her arm was taking up more and more of her attention now, and her fingers were starting to feel too weird gripped around...