 ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
This Ravenclaw Prefect was out. Rooney finished bagging up his belongings and moved swiftly for the door, making sure to clip Blaise over the head with his satchel as he swung it over his shoulder mid-walk. The kid was lucky that Roo hadn't pulled his wand on him and made a complete fool of him like he had before. And even luckier that Rooney was the one walking out to save himself from listening to that nitwit go on and on and be blatantly disrespectful. School had been a million times easier when Blaine Bellaire had buggered off home and everyone here knew it. Shame that no one would voice it.
But it was okay, because Blaise was clearly the spokesperson for the entire class. Bravo, idiot, bravo. Slow claps... how unoriginal. He rolled his eyes as he finally passed the Gryffindor, speaking something about requesting a meeting that evening with Professor Hirsch and left the room.
Nah, man.
He didn't get enough pocket money to deal with those people.
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