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Old 10-17-2015, 11:48 PM   #117 (permalink)
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SPOILER!!: Roo!
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He had considered candles, but given the environment that Rooney had chosen, he didn't want to set the tree house ablaze and in no way wanted his nice thing to turn into a bad thing. A bad potentially life threatening thing. He had laid out the picnic blanket all nice and neat and made sure to place a small heating charm on it so that the chill of the wind wouldn't affect them too much. The wind, mainly, because he really wanted them to have a good view and so they were right on the edge of the tree house overlooking the entire grounds.

Roo had spent days making sure the view was good enough. Every day for the last three days, he had came here at 3pm to check the weather, view and how busy it was around here.

3pm was the perfect time.

And so, Rooney waited to be joined and prayed that she had at least gotten his note to meet him here.

Though she'd been laying low, Reagan Penrose simply could not ignore the summons she'd found on her bed Friday afternoon, post lessons. With the 'miss' word precariously placed within the message, the older Ravenclaw thought she'd had a pretty good idea who to expect when she showed up for this surprise. So, without giving it much thought, Rea had gotten to work on a scrapbook of sorts; one chalked full of photos featuring one very specific person. A Raveny-claw person. A Raveny-claw BESTIE person.

Sophie Brown.

Reagan kneeeeew that Rooney was quite fond of Sophie, which made perfect sense to her. Sophie Brown was the sort of girl that everyone should admire; smart, pretty, and with a lovely personality to boot. So, Rea, for one, completely and utterly agreed with the obsession. And just for Rooney, she'd even dug into her old personal photos; the ones she and Soph had taken in Third Year after they'd talked about her moving. Those, paired with a few she'd been taking over the course of the term, were laid out with glitter, ribbons, and colored parchments.

It was quite pretty. Reagan was proud.

So, shouldering her usual bag, the scrapbook nestled inside, she ventured out to the treehouse; arriving quickly......Oh, gosh! Was that setup for her?

"Rooney?" Her heart.
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