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Rooney? Rooney? Hey, that was his name! Looking up from his book, Roo was greeted with the sight of one of the Gryffindor Prefects. "Hey Miss Noelle! How are you doing? Settled back in nicely?" It was nice to know how his team were getting on being back at school - they had been his team before he became Head Boy and now they really were his team. His and Rula's. And it was a great bunch and he had every belief in them to be able to keep the castle running as smoothly as they could alongside the Professors. People didn't tell you how much there was to being a Prefect, really they didn't.
He sat up from his spot just in time to see the clutz Miss Noelle cause absolute carnage with what she had set up. Roo gasped. Ay yi yi. Immediately, Rooney pulled out his wand and cleaned up the ink mess for her before cracking up laughing. "What. On. Earth?!"
So Noelle's
bad attempt at being quiet and letting Rooney read was not going well. She blinked at the mess for just a moment before scrambling to grab things and put them back, but seemed to be making more a mess than fixing it. She sighed and blushed because these things always seemed to be happening to her, and they were quite embarrassing. Clutz. Definitely a good word to describe her. "
Okay... so... that didn't happen." She said with a little laugh as Rooney waved his wand and fixed her mess. ....
Let's try this again.
Instead of sitting on the floor, Noelle pointed her wand at one of the wooden canvas' and transfigured it into a chair. It was an uneven chair but she was happy with it. Sitting down, she carefully assessed her area before opening her book again. "
Thanks Rooney, I didn't mean to interrupt you." She said glancing over at him. And he was sitting up now?? Merlin.
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I found this room last year. At the end of term. It was hidden behind a bookcase though. Glad to see they've put doors to it this term." Why was she still talking? She didn't come here to talk. She came here to study. Rooney probably did too, since he was taking all 12 classes.
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And what do you think about these Ilvermorny students coming? She asked, her mouth betraying her mind. She glanced back at her book and pulled her quill out. Ready to study... but half willing to do so.