It was a Forest. It was forbidden. Simple as that, ja?

Frank looked at the dark array of trees ponderingly, leaning against a tree, arms crossed. What could possibly be in there? People said all sorts of things. Bears, giant spiders, centaurs, zombies… some people even said a werewolf roamed there once a month. These, of course, were just rumours. Rumours, of course, were never true. Weren’t they? He folded his arms and cocked his head slightly to the left, looking at the dark trees. He didn’t really see what was so scary. Sure, they were dark, and yeah, they were trees, and there were probably a few dangerous things, but really, what was all the fuss about?

He looked down at his shoes. He and Alice had kissed. They had actually kissed. It hadn’t been a one off sort of oh, alright, whatever kiss, but a real full-blown I love you kiss. Frank was positive that he loved her. He wasn’t sure how. He just was.

Was this how it was with James and Lily? he thought vaguely, watching an owl soar overhead. Probably. Otherwise James wouldn’t be so protective over her, even if she didn’t really like him. He ought to apologise properly to James. Frank could never really keep a grudge that long, unless it was for a very, very good reason, which it very often wasn’t. Already he had practically forgiven James. Silly boy.