Agatha's lips turned up into a smile, completely incapable of not thinking that Fredrick's astonishment was adorable. Not--not adorable like a little kid, but--well, no, he really did look like a child in a candy store or something as equally intoxicating, and it was...how to make it sound nice without hurting some feelings?
Well--at least she knew he would appreciate the school more than her brother would. He was probably around somewhere groping a sixth year, or something maddening like that.
She looked up at the star-light ceiling and grinned, "It changes with the weather, I used to love the stormy days."
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