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Frank loved his couch. It was literally the only inanimate object in the world that he unrealistically cared for, and became visibly offended when he witnessed his other housemates using it inappropriately, aka sitting there when he wanted to. They just did not understand how special it was, therefore making nearly everyone except a special few privileged enough to use it.

It was slightly larger than the rest in the common room, making it the best to sleep on, it's location tucked it away from the center hub of the common room itself but kept it close enough to people watch or carry on conversations, and it was positioned equidistantly between the fireplace and the stairs leading up to the dorms, an invaluable asset in during all seasons. Frank had engraved his name on all four legs of the couch as well (a task he had taken upon himself a few months ago during another sleepless night), just in case anyone got any smart ideas.

He would marry this couch if he could. He probably shouldn't tell Alice that, though, she would get offended by that comparison. A combination of fabric and wood vs. his real wife..... Frank smiled in his dozed off state. The thought of his and Alice's secret made his insides warm, and he rolled to unbury his face from the back of the couch.

Naps were great too, probably one of his top five favorite things to do when--- Frank's half-delirious train of thought came to a halt as he felt like someone was watching him. And was that heavy breathing? He thought, for a moment, still keeping his eyes closed in an attempt to keep his nerves at a normal, calm rate. Only one person would find this amusing, and he knew he was right even before he flashed his eyes open.

"Sirius," Frank practically gritted through his teeth, not enjoying the close proximity their faces had to each other.