 ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
Roo understood perfectly what was happening here. Penelope was freaking out. Understandable, really. But it probably wasn't going to help if any other students stumbled across this state in the Common Room and she was supposed to be a role model school wide. She was supposed to be who Rooney looked up to and aimed to be like. Right now, he just wanted to get her to sit down and shut up. And when she started to cry, that was when he felt at his worst. Maybe this wasn't to do with her. Maybe she hadn't done this to Haddie because she'd said something wrong. Maybe, just maybe, she was actually fond of the annoying little brat on the floor.
What were they actually going to do about the brat on the floor?
"Penelope..." She shouldn't have been crying. Crying girls stirred things in Rooney and he wanted to just hug them and pet their hair in the way that he liked people to do to his. "Hey, come on.." For a second, he pulled her away from the scene, nodding to their Head of House to say that he had this under control. Or, he thought he did. Rooney pulled some of the hair away from Penelope's face that had stuck to her tears and wiped them with the handkerchief from his pocket. "You want the first years to see you this upset? You're the Head Girl. You're supposed to be super strong." And he knew what made him feel super strong. Like he was the cream of the crop. Kissing.
But this wasn't the time or the place.
But Penelope needed it.
So just a quick peck was all she got, and then Rooney went back to crouching beside Miss Hadley's head.
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