you wanna fite? | 💚 nickleback 💚 | Uh, anyway. Thrilled to be here. Thrilled. Over the moon. Ruari had hustled in after all the other kids, his wand behind his ear and his lips split wide into over-enthused grin. He didn't like history but he loved being in class so maybe he would like history this time around, okay? Plus, Plus Hogwarts history was cool, and not at all lame like other history.
Humming, he grabbed a seat near the front desk and settled all his things nice and tidy so the professor would know just how excited (and how cool) he was. "Hey, Professor Holden. Nice day, huh?" Ruari said, his tone totally (not) calm. he had not practiced that greeting, absolutely not. it was off the cuff, as natural as breathing. His quill was a deep crimson and it glided elegantly across his parchment as he wrote his name down in the upper right hand corner, his scrawl just untidy enough.
Glancing toward Lucky, Ruari gave his older brother a big, cheeky smirk. Yeah, they might have been in competing houses but they were still a team and he was sure he'd impressed the elder Fuller-Thompson with just how cool he was being.
__________________ the moon: feminine, intuitive, inner strength, innocence
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