Frank

Tell me why time is passing so fast, Alice.

I don't want the real world. I love Hogwarts almost as much as I love you. I love being able to pop down to the kitchens impulsively and I love living just one tiny dormitory away from you and I love kissing you when we come in windswept in winter and the Great Hall is warm and chilly at the same time and I love your red cheeks and I love I love I love...

Tell me why time is being eaten up so fast, Alice. Eaten alive. It crawls squirming into time's evil jaw and it eats and eats and eats itself and crawls in circles and I like the thought of circular time, really, because then nothing really ends and time is not passing. But it is.

Because no one else thinks so.

I'm scared, Alice.

Tell me what to do.