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Someday and soon, I'll make you proud of your boy.

on Tue Dec 26, 2017 11:51 pm
[ooc: I'm putting this here so we can better keep track of them <3]

Frank stepped out of a manor on Rarity Row, looking for all the world like he belonged there. But his time was running out. He had gotten what he came for: a priceless neckless once stolen from his client by their overbearing, high-powered employer. Predictably, that rubbish bin of a human was a snobbish rich man who quite obviously did not need what he had taken. Need and want were two very different things, and that distinction was precisely why he had taken the job.

But work like this? It wasn't really what people expected of him. Not the ones who thought they actually knew him. Frank was a cad and an enigma rolled into one, and neither of those helped him bond with his family. It was just hard when your parents were war heroes - especially your dad, who was somehow both heroic and quirky at the same time. Ace was honestly lucky she was still in school -- it was harder for them to check up on her.

Not that he really minded it. He liked knowing that they were thinking of him despite all of his supposed failures, and had begun to wonder if he should just go ahead and tell them what he was up to. But then they would be mad at him for hiding it, right? Maybe not. He was just... really conflicted. Some part of him felt certain they would be proud, but on the other hand, it was risky and unnecessary if he had just applied himself literally anywhere.

So it was with a little bit of reluctance that he returned the jewelry to its owner and packed his things for the holidays. He wanted to be there when Ace got home, because there would be a show no matter how it went down. Either Christian would come with her and their mother would cry. Or he wouldn't, and she'd probably cry anyway. And while he didn't love the idea of his mother getting upset for any reason, Christian was as much a mystery to their family as Frank was, it seemed. The boy tried to be valiant in the stupidest ways, and it had seemingly always backfired. Frank just about relied on something insane happening - especially if he decided to tell them the truth that year. Talk about a Christmas present...

At any rate, he took the floo with his suitcase shrunk to fit in his pocket, which he then resized upon arriving. "Mum? Dad?" He called, dropping the luggage in his old room and wandering towards the kitchen.
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on Wed Dec 27, 2017 3:26 am
"He'll certainly find his own way, that's not what worries me, and he's young. He doesn't need to settle down tomorrow. That's not what I'm worried about. I just worry because... we don't know what he's doing. So what if it's-"

Neville shook his head, keeping his eyes on the vines before him despite his wife having his attention. "No. I know Frank. He's not... wrapped up in anything bad. Maybe some trouble that comes with being young and impulsive, but never something dangerous, no. I know the boy. That's not him."

Hannah sighed as she straightened up, pulling off her gloves to reach up and wipe her head, a nervous tick Neville knew only too well. "Don't you think Teddy thought the same thing about Lily? I just worry because we don't know anything about what he's up to, who he spends time with. I'd be just as worried about Ace for the same thing if we weren't getting letters from her professors about her... quirks. And now that we've met who she actually spends time with - but we just don't know with Frank."

Neville sighed. "I'll talk to him. If that makes you feel better. But I'm sure he's fine."

Her face was still wrought with worry so he let the vines hang from their perch in the greenhouse and moved over to her, pressing a kiss to her temple and rubbing her shoulder. She had allowed that to be the end of it and they hadn't spoken of it since, though she had given him †a significant look today as she headed out for tea with Luna, two weeks after that conversation, the morning he was set to arrive.

The house had been more or less decked out, though the couple had tried to rein themselves in under the idealistic premise that their children (and hopefully their guest, as they had told their daughter to remind the young Zabini that he was always welcome) would want to take part in the finishing touches of the decorations. He had already checked in on all of the plants and one of Hannah's famous honey-bread loaves was cooling on the counter. He had just popped upstairs to switch the laundry over when he heard his son's voice travelling upstairs.

He hurried downstairs and smiled at Frank as he saw him. "There you are. How are you? Want some tea? Your mum's out with Luna, she'll be back by supper - how was your trip in?"
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on Wed Dec 27, 2017 10:40 pm
Frank turned back around when he heard his father's voice, finding it easy to muster a smile for him. But that was Frank's way, wasn't it? Ever the actor. Merlin help them all if he ever learned to get along with James. Luckily, he didn't. "Hey, Pop. Tea would be great," he agreed first, nodding and stepping to the side so they could move into the kitchen proper together.

"I just took the floo, so the trip was... well, there sort of wasn't one. But I'm good. I've got a new job," he supplied, a lie though it was. "I figured I'd go for something more-- social, I guess? Starting bartending training after the new year. Not glamorous or anything, but it sounded fun."

He shrugged, leaning against one of the counters. "How's mum? I'm surprised the house isn't full of snow at this point. She does know Christmas is next week, right?" Perhaps, he hoped quietly as he teased, that would distract them away from questions about himself.
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on Thu Dec 28, 2017 7:33 am
As he passed his son, he clapped a hand on his shoulder, heading towards the cabinet to set the kettle to work while he tried to decide on the type of tea to brew. He and Hannah had gotten very serious about tea about fifteen years before and had been successfully growing their own leaves for about nine years. Now, it was up to Neville to keep the plants healthy and thriving and Hannah put them in tea bags and tried to combine ingredients for different ailments or needs. He opened the tea cupboard and eyes glanced across the various tins-

His hand reached for Hannah's favorite, a tin with a homemade sign reading "home sweet home" and reached for two mugs.

His interest was immediately piqued at the mention of a job and his hand slipped, accidentally banging the two mugs together with a resounding clink! "Sorry - slipped, you know how- a new job, ay?"

He somehow felt Hannah pass a gaze of warning his way through time and space - the longer they were married, the more he felt his conscience edged out by his wife's.

Frank had moved on and Neville gave a bit of a sheepish grin as he set out coasters and their sugar bowl, before moving back to linger over the kettle. "She's fine. Staying busy. The house would be more but she was hoping you and Ace and everyone would like to help," he said, shrugging on the everyone as they were all trying not to jink their hope at being joined by a return guest. He relaxed a bit and said. "So... bartending? You know your mother and I had to dabble when we took over the Leaky. Do you like it?"
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on Fri Dec 29, 2017 1:53 pm
Frank's eyebrows lifted only marginally as the mugs came together accidentally, not exactly surprised by it. Even if he had been, really, he wouldn't have said anything. He just nodded at the question the first time, but was unable to keep a bit of amusement off of his face at the subtle mention of Christian. Subtle by dad's standards, anyway. It was almost cute. Of course, the more interesting question he found himself asking was not why they didn't just come out and say it, but rather why he found it difficult to just relax and share in his father's holiday spirit. Not that the Longbottom patriarch really seemed all that jovial and relaxed either, to be fair.

Of course, the mention of a job at all was exciting and important news for his family if Frank brought it up, even though he was only twenty-four and even though wizards lived longer than Muggles so really he was still only a young adult if he thought about it hard enough. Not a full-blown grown-up. That was honestly a bit much to ask of him when they didn't know the truth.

So it came back around to the pretend bartending gig, and Frank immediately wished he had chosen something more vague and hard to discuss. What if they wanted to go see him at work? Blast. The last thing he actually wanted was to have to actually get a bartending job. What a step backwards for someone like him. It would be so much easier if they knew he had more than enough money to sit around doing nothing.

"Yeah, that's sort of why I thought of it. I guess it looks fun?" He offered by way of explanation. "I'll get to meet a lot of people, whether I actually care to or not." And then, finally, he managed to crack a smile. No bartender really wanted to hear somebody's issues, did they? "We'll see how long this one sticks, though." Because at least if he said it, nobody else would have to.
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