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SPOILER!!: Rooney
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Armed with a stack of old yearbooks, Rooney was ready to continue his research on the art of prefecting. With the library home to his Head of House, he felt that here was the most appropriate area to show his true colours and his definite NEED for a badge in the coming years. It wasn't a want, it was a need. He needed one. Mainly because Miss Sophie Brown (Head Girl of Hogwarts) thought he could be one. And she had been one, and to marry her one day, he had to have been badged in school to even be 1% worthy of her.

He had a copy of every yearbook printed since 2065, a stack that was wobbling all over the place - because he still hadn't gotten used to using his wand to help him with book carrying. The yearbooks that would feature his Mama and Aunt Elodie were in his pile, and he KNEW they would give the best advice possible.

... Or not.

As he read through Aunt Elodie's interview, the Ravenclaw rolled her eyes. Only she could insult her fellow prefect and say he wasn't worthy. But her word was always true for Rooney, and so he believed that the male had actually not been worthy of his badge at all.

Rooney was worthy, right?


Ugh. Olly was bored. B O R E D. Bored.

He was supposed to be doing homework, but that was boring. He'd started out in his common room, but that had proved to have too many distractions. Not that he minded so much, because he didn't want to do his homework. But what if he didn't and failed out of Hogwarts? His dads would not be happy about that and he did not want to disappoint them. So he'd packed up and gone to the library.

It had been fine for a while. Slightly more homework was getting done, but it was still slow going considering Olly really did not want to have to do it. He kept glancing around. Out the windows. At other people quietly completing their homework like good students.

Finally, a boy entered the room. He was carrying a stack of books that looked ready to topple over at any moment. It was a welcome distraction. Oliver watched the boy for a moment before returning to his homework. Only, that was boring and he was much more interested in finding out what was going on with that boy. So, leaving his papers on his table, he walked over to the boy's table.

"What'cha reading?"
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