"Oh yes, yes yes you are," Frank replied almost immediately, brow forming into a lower frown. Surely, Emmeline hadn't thought that she could've gotten into all this trouble scotch-free? Oh, no no. She was going right back to Hogwarts as soon as possible.
"You're not even supposed to be here now! Look, we don't know what they are going to do now that Greyback is pissed off; no one can know what you're here," Frank tried his best to keep a calm, unbiased voice, but it was hard. Whether Emmeline liked being there or not, Hogwarts was the safest place for her now, and he was not going to go through another 'Iceland' incident anytime soon. Or better yet, ever again. So. Frank didn't care how mad she got at him, he would sling her on his back and carry her all the way to Scotland if he had to.
"You don't just get to prance around, leaving school whenever you feel like it and not get in trouble for it." Ah. Emmeline and Frank almost hardly ever fought.
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