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Hogwarts RPG Name: Mozart Bronwyn #ee6600 Gryffindor Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Maebry Grimaldi #ff8d6d First Year
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Originally Posted by feeheeheeny Considering that he did not recognize the boy, Callum was surprised when he suddenly blurted out his last name in alarm. Had... had he been waiting for him? Or was it a coincidental outburst and Callum just so happened to walk out while the boy was waiting for someone else, and the boy took the opportunity to greet him anyway?
He was unsure, but he did stop in his voyage, turning to face the Ravenclaw with a smile, alert and curious. He... just wanted to welcome him?
Well. That was... very, very nice, and the Gryffindor laughed shortly, undeniably a little embarrassed to have been acknowledged at all. "Thank you," he replied, reaching a hand up to ruffle his own sandy hair a bit awkwardly. "I... truly sorry, but I... am not entirely sure who you are." Should he have remembered him from somewhere? What was his name? "Sorry," he said again, mostly because he did not want to make the boy feel bad for not being recognized, and Callum already liked him. He had known who he was, after all, and had made a point of being nice to him when he did not have to. There was nothing not to like about this boy so far. Oh.
Bugger.
He should have expected that. As someone who typically made sure to be aware of all possible situations, Rooney was less than prepared for this whole experience. He mirrored the movement of the other lad in ruffling his hair, and bit into his cheek whilst considering how to go about this. ".... Hello." Well that was the worst explanation of his life. His mother would be so very disappointed in him. That was, if she were to ever find out. She wouldn't though. Roo was utmost pleased that Tamzin could find out very little about his life at school unless she was explicitly told.
He dropped his hand back to his pocket and shrugged. "No matter, kid. You don't know me. Just uh... saw you get sorted. Gryffindor, like Miss Charlotte. -- She..uh...your cousin?" He knew that Miss Charlotte was part of a big extended family, but they hadn't exactly spoken about it. "M'Rooney. Rooney Bronwyn." And he was an absolute idiot.
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