Author: TingedAutumn PM
Thirty glimpses into the lives of Frank Longbottom and Alice Prewett, based on thirty different prompts.Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Humor - Alice L. & Frank L. - Chapters: 2 - Words: 1,996 - Reviews: 1 - Updated: 07-17-12 - Published: 07-12-12 - id: 8314610
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A/N: I decided to do the 30 Days of Writing challenge, with a prompt every day, and chose to do the prompts centered around my OTP 5EVA, Fralice (mostly because there is an appalling lack of Fralice fics out there). Some of these drabbles will be rated M, and pretty much all of them will involve fluff and adorableness.
Frank Longbottom is not a ladies' man.
At twelve years old, Frank Longbottom is all gangly arms and uncoordinated limbs. His hair is often depressingly limp and he tends to make wry, sarcastic comments that no one quite understands until a few hours later. Although this endears him to the Gryffindor boys, it doesn't really help with the girls who flock around his friends.
This is a bit of a problem, because at twelve, Frank Longbottom is really starting to like girls.
He likes their smell, which is often far more pleasant than the rough, sweaty scent that engulfs the boy's dormitory. He likes how they flick their hair over their shoulders and the way they laugh, and he especially likes how they fill out their school uniforms.
(He's twelve, not a Saint).
Alice is the only one who counsels him to patience. Unlike Sirius or James, who like to tease Frank about his zero for zero track record, Alice is the one who reminds him of his many wonderful traits, and often bakes him cookies when the encouragement doesn't work.
"Don't rush into it, Frank," She tells him every time he slinks into the library, a pout blossoming on his face. "Your perfect girl is right around the corner, I just know it."
Since Alice Prewett never lies (Frank is almost entirely convinced she lacks the ability to do so), he believes her. He's known Alice for a few years, since their dads work in the Ministry together, and Alice is the person you just want to confide in. She's sweet and generous, but always up for a laugh; she loves everyone, and she's always got a smile and a treat for anyone who needs it. She's very pretty, too, although she's a good foot or two shorter than Frank, and she's got the biggest, brownest eyes Frank has ever seen. She reminds him a bit of Bambi, with those eyes, actually. Her smile is his favourite feature, though: it's like a lightbulb, instantly dazzling the room, and Frank spends quite a bit of time thinking of ways to get her to smile for him.
It doesn't really come as a shock, then, when Frank wakes up one morning and realizes he's completely in love with Alice Prewett.
"You're right, Al," He tells her at breakfast, a few days after this revelation. "My perfect girl was right around the corner."
She beams at him, and he thinks that this is the beginning of a long, long lifetime of those beautiful smiles.