 ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
Rooney would have been late if he had not ran from his dorm to his Muggle Studies class. He had had a free period that morning and had let himself sleep in...a little bit too much. As he had reached to snooze his alarm once more, he clocked that it was much closer to 10am than he needed it to be and had to throw himself up out of bed and into the nearest pieces of uniform he could grab. Actually, he was pretty sure that he had two socks from different pairs and neither of those pairs were his. The only thing that he was sure was his was the robe as it had his badge pinned to it.
Hair unruly, the Prefect almost fell through the door...completely out of breath. "H..hi Profeh.. Professor!" And then he slunk to take a seat, rearranging himself and tucking his uniform the right way.
Was that a pink eye mask on the top of his head??
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