<em>She sat rivited in her seat on the window sill, as Xavier spoke.  She nodded, and laughed, and ooohed, and ahhhed.  And while she truly found what he said to be very interesting, a part of her mind didn't hear everything he said, because a part of her mind was still screaming, just to have him sitting here talking to her.</em><br/><br/>"Junior Golden Glove champion?  My, that's impressive...do you, uhm...have lots of muscles?"<em>Frannie giggled, as she imagined him in a tank top and shorts, punching someone's lights out.  The robes they were forced to wear did nothing to show off anyone's physical attributes much.  They certainly hid her boobs well, and though he was tall and seemed in shape, she really would have loved seeing him with his shirt off.<br/><br/>She was also honest about wanting to see  him play Quidditch.  Not only would she be excited just seeing him play, but her mind was already thinking ahead to the idea of watching her 'boyfriend' playing the school sport.  So hungry for affection, Frannie seemed to have just been woken up from a very long nap, and now she just wanted to catch up with everyone else her age.</em><br/><br/>"I enjoy HOM, and do really well in it, so if you need anyone to study with, I'd be happy to help.   I've got a real lock on the first magic colonies of the US east coast, for almost the entire first two hundred years."<br/><br/><em>Potions were her first love, but History of Magic had always been an easy class for her, having a great head for dates.</em>