 ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
It felt like one of those off days that Rooney did not feel capable of keeping up with all of the classes he was taking. He'd had less than three hours sleep every night for the past week as he had already fallen behind on his studying in favour of getting his homework done on time, and it was showing. Or had been showing. Having an interest in the stage meant that Rooney had access to stage makeup that could honestly emulate a completely clear complexion, and magic had been incredible for that today and every other day this week.
Wrapped warm, and low key loving the winter, the Head Boy had headed down to the new location for Ancient Runes today. The change was weird for him, but it was welcomed as a real reason to get out of the castle and take in some fresh air instead of stale book air from the library. "Hello Headmistress Hawthorne. Impeccable outfit choice." The grey was definitely a colour well suited for her, but Rooney doubted that she would accept the compliment with more than a turned down smile and a glare. It was difficult to compliment a Professor who seemed to have less emotion than a brick wall.
Why couldn't Hirsch or Myers teach them this class? Surely it would make his ability to learn this subject easier if he had a teacher that he at least trusted.. Probably not. Not that it mattered.
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