Dem Carters | even 🕊🕊 have pride | | Expecto PAWtronum 🐈 | U-NA-GI By this time in the week, Ronan had given up on pretending to be okay. Sure, on paper it might seem like his life was going great, what with his recent acceptance to both WU's London and Paris campuses and what was sure to be an acceptance into the Auror training program. But lonely still he was, a predicament that he was still no closer to figuring out what the cause of was. So, it was a rather somber and down seeming Head Boy that walked into Potions class.
He did notice the minimalist set-up but didn't care enough to ask. He was just ready to get this class over with. "Professor Noble," was his flat-toned greeting, offered with a nod in the professor's direction before taking a seat at one of the workstations.
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