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They couldn't leave? Well now, anything after this point, the Professor had brought it upon himself. The boy had said what he needed to and now apparently so had Rooney. Were he quicker to get into a temper, the boy might have flown off the rail, told the Prefect EXACTLY what was currently on his mind with the same 'diplomacy' the boy had just displayed but then he thought about it and about the reason and about everything Char had told him--or hadn't told him in some cases.
He was calm.
Blaise opted in that moment to take a seat, his best dimpled smile now plastered across his face.
"I don't need your help Rooney Bronwyn--not when I've got Charlotte Kettleburn all to myself every time we go to the Room of Requirements. Reckon I should be sad you'll never like me and that you don't feel the need to help me but me and Char have made real progress. I especially like what happens when I've gotten a spell right--you know why?" The boy leaned forward, his smile widening. "I don't suspect she's told you. I mean she's mentioned how sensitive you are and how she doesn't wanna hurt your feelings but I'll say I've grown to like the taste of lip gloss and leave it there. You can use that superior Ravenclaw brain of yours to figure it out."
Didn't like him because he thought he was Char's boyfriend? Shouldn't have told him that. Should have kept it to himself because now Blaise was having a field day. "By all means, never ever EVER try to help me, you'll only ruin it for me."
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