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Shanners · 05-06-2017, 02:02 PM

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Originally Posted by kayquilz

If Rooney was looking for a professor to fight for his or her subject's place in that student's life, Myers was the wrong professor, alas.

But Paul wasn't aware of Rooney's need for persuasion today. No, he heard the boy's knock to his meeting space's door and opened it with a broad grin. "Ah, Rooney Bronwyn. Yes, please come inside!" he said cheerfully as he closed the door behind the boy. The floor light up as they walked over the smooth tiles. It still tripped him up slightly. THE LIGHTS. RA. "The couch just over there if this will be a bit of a discussion-" he gestured with a nod of his head. "But to what do I owe this pleasure?" Rooney seemed serious.

The lit up floor did nothing to distract Rooney, instead he just smiled at Professor Myers and gestured to the light under his foot currently. "Giving all your students the spotlight treatment, Sir?" The confidence that came from a spotlight was a blessing to this Ravenclaw and he already felt at home in this room. He felt like that whenever he was around Professor Myers, honestly, but these lights spoke to his heart. Spotlight incarnate. That's what Miss Phyllis called him, anyway. 'Your heart is a stage and those intense feelings of your are your spotlight, Rooney darling.' It took no effort at all to hear the voice of the old woman in his head.

He had heard it enough over the last fourteen years.

He headed for the sofa, taking a seat as he got there and smiled. "I wanted your advice before I start my university applications, Sir. You know I trust your thoughts more than most." Not as much as Professor Hirsch, but Myers was a close second. Hirsch and Rooney just had that understanding, and Rooney knew that his mother appreciated the work that his Head of House had been putting in to his confidence over the last few years.

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Shanners DMAC & DMC Manticore Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: whoville Posts: 43,360 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mozart Bronwyn #ee6600 Gryffindor Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Maebry Grimaldi #ff8d6d First Year x7 x5	∞ 17 \| RP entrepreneur \| defies gravity \| Miss George is flawless \| blanket burrito lyfe Quote: Originally Posted by kayquilz If Rooney was looking for a professor to fight for his or her subject's place in that student's life, Myers was the wrong professor, alas. But Paul wasn't aware of Rooney's need for persuasion today. No, he heard the boy's knock to his meeting space's door and opened it with a broad grin. "Ah, Rooney Bronwyn. Yes, please come inside!" he said cheerfully as he closed the door behind the boy. The floor light up as they walked over the smooth tiles. It still tripped him up slightly. THE LIGHTS. RA. "The couch just over there if this will be a bit of a discussion-" he gestured with a nod of his head. "But to what do I owe this pleasure?" Rooney seemed serious. The lit up floor did nothing to distract Rooney, instead he just smiled at Professor Myers and gestured to the light under his foot currently. "Giving all your students the spotlight treatment, Sir?" The confidence that came from a spotlight was a blessing to this Ravenclaw and he already felt at home in this room. He felt like that whenever he was around Professor Myers, honestly, but these lights spoke to his heart. Spotlight incarnate. That's what Miss Phyllis called him, anyway. 'Your heart is a stage and those intense feelings of your are your spotlight, Rooney darling.' It took no effort at all to hear the voice of the old woman in his head. He had heard it enough over the last fourteen years. He headed for the sofa, taking a seat as he got there and smiled. "I wanted your advice before I start my university applications, Sir. You know I trust your thoughts more than most." Not as much as Professor Hirsch, but Myers was a close second. Hirsch and Rooney just had that understanding, and Rooney knew that his mother appreciated the work that his Head of House had been putting in to his confidence over the last few years. __________________ [Grimoire]__________________________________________________ ____________