 Post 7: Head Buttface of No ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
Finally. The slow-poke was making a move. Rooney held on tightly as his partner carried him towards the finish line, jumping off his shoulders as soon as they passed it. Actually, he probably should have waited until Zander had stopped moving to jump from up in the air, but he was trained in jumping from heights and landing efficiently onto his feet. Which was, exactly what the second year did and succeeded at doing. One of his arms extended in the direction of the Head Boy and Rooney handed him his basket of sweets.
"Pleasure doing business with you, Head Boy."
Not.
BUT IT WAS TIME TO LEAVE. YES!
"Thank you, Professor! Great class!" And definitely as great chance to dress up, because that was also one of Rooney's favourite things to do. History of Magic was going to be good this year, Rooney could already tell. He de-Spencer-Moon'd himself until he was finally Rooney Bronwyn with just a little bit of drawn on stubble and ran from the classroom to go read some more about ex-Professors of the school.
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