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Umbridge High School Building, Saturday Evening

There were some clouds hanging around the spires of Umbridge High School, but not enough; there was an overlaying sense that there shouldn't be as much sunlight shining down on it as there was.

It was quiet. Kind of. There was tension in the air, a wound-up strung-up thing that ensnared the school. Somehow it seemed as if even the birds didn't want to touch down on the building itself, and the gates seemed to fold into themselves, even if they weren't quite shut.

And all that on a weekend, too.

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"That depends," Frank said, all innocence. "Would it be blue to match your eyes?"

Frank tried so hard to be charming. So, so hard.

Oh Frank. So itty bitty and innocent. You have no idea what you're getting yourself into.

"Maybe." Maybe not. "Supposed to match to you, though." Since, you know, he was the one she was making it for and all.

"Oh, I shouldn't be trusted to set the fashion for everyone else," Frank assured her. "But if you have a preference..."

Effy chose to ignore his implied question, mostly because she couldn't really care less about the colour of a hypothetical badge, while she was mostly wondering if she couldn't lure him out of the corridor.

"I'm not making them for everyone else." Wasn't he special!

Frank was starting to get the idea that she wasn't on his side.

"Only one guy wearing a badge doesn't do a whole lot for the idea of uniformity," Frank pointed out. "Would you wear one, at least?"

"You gonna make it for me?" she wondered, finally making some kind of move, shifting her body away from her doorframe leaning post.

She wasn't the most subtle Loyalist. Even when she wasn't imperio-ed into evil, she'd always come across as a little unnerving. That inherent creepiness was just... Effy.

"If you'd wear it," Frank said, "sure."

Yeah, unnerving was a good word for her. He was still going to try, though!

"You can match it to my eyes." There was a little undercurrent of mocking lacing her complete lack of answer. Because no, she would not wear it. At least she wasn't lying and getting his hopes up, right?

"Oooookay." So... not on his side, then. "Well," he said, clapping his hands once and nodding toward the area she seemed to be protecting, "I was headed that way, so now that we've got that settled, could I just...?"

Effy made a deliberately casual sidestep in the same direction. "What's the magic word?"

Oh. Well.

"...It isn't 'please,' is it?"

He really hoped it was 'please.'

Sorry, Frank. That little 'tsk' noise she made, probably meant 'no'.

"Ten points from--" Effy hesitated, a tiny frown wrinkling her brow as a stray thought that didn't quite align flickered in her mind. "Whatever the fuck your name is."

It didn't quite work, but no matter.

"Well, you see," Frank said, trying to bullshit rapidly here, "first of all, it's Frank, and nice to meet you. But secondly, I actually did know the password, but this morning I had to get my Imperio touched up and you know how it goes with the short-term memory loss. It's so inconvenient. But I promise I'm authorized." He held up three fingers, smiling charmingly. "Scout's honor."

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