 Beginner group ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
Ugh, they had to spread out and make fools of themselves now. Rooney was certain that he was very much so going to get a broom to the face and a broken nose, and therefore moved a little further away than Miss Charlotte and Miss Sophie and actually anyone that he'd had a conversation with for longer than ten seconds. No thank you. No one was expecting him to get hit though, right? Because then they'd be watching him very intently, and he wasn't sure that he would know from a feeling if he was already full of the jitters.
With his broom to his side, the Ravenclaw looked at it curiously and his mouth tightened before he sighed. Might as well get the failure over now, right? He was never meant to be a talented flyer. He was never meant to excel in anything but pure brilliance. Acting had been an accident that he'd been good at. Or he had a pushy mother. But he did enjoy it more than anything. Maybe not as much as pure brilliance, but..it was questionable. HAND OUT. Hand out, yes. Focus, yes. Deep breath, yes.
"Up!"
A little wiggle..?
Was that it?
Had he not focussed enough? Was he supposed to say please?
Okay. Another try... Rooney took an even bigger deep breath, closed his eyes and willed himself to do this right before opening them again. "UP!" The broom left the ground almost immediately and crashed into his palm as his fingers closed around it.
Pure brilliance was looking like it had competition, ey?
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