Let's Call It Business {Rory}

[CJ Warren]

CJ pushed open the door to the prefect's lounge and looked around. It was a room that he was familiar with having been a prefect for the past two years, but seeing from this perspective - from a Head Boy perspective - it seemed... different. But he wasn't sure how. 

It was almost as if this was now his room. It was a stupid way to look at it, but over the previous two years he'd always sort of looked upon this room as being the lair of whomever the Head's were at that time, and he just went there when they wanted him there. Now though, he was the Head. Well, one of the two, so his whole attitude towards the place had changed. 

Heading in, CJ headed towards the far window and hovered, looking out over the grounds. There was actually quite an awesome view of the Quidditch Pitch from here. For a while, CJ let his mind drift, not really thinking about anything, just staring out of the window. He was expecting his fellow Head Girl to show up soon and then... well, who knew? 

He supposed they'd have to sort stuff out and organize things. The prefect's needed a rota... they needed to work out who was doing what in terms of the points and stuff... and not to mention they'd need to do something to sort of leave their mark and let people know who they were. Halloween perhaps, or something before then? Either way, he was only just starting to realize how stupidly easy being prefect was compared to the stuff the Head's had to do.

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Tag: @aurora

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stop there and let me correct it ,

i wanna live a life from a new perspective

Aurora rushed up the stairs. Dammit, she was late. To be fair, it kind of was her own fault for taking such a long time in the shower. After a long jog down to the Boat House via the back road exiting the Viaduct Courtyard, following the dirt road all the way down and up again, it was exactly what she needed. Rory, not being a particularly sporty person, found that it was the only way to stay in shape and she did actually enjoy it quite a bit. The logistics of the whole thing had taken her a while to perfect (she really hated people seeing her run) but an invisible bag under a tree would hide her fresh clothes and she would then take it to the Prefect's Bathroom and have a shower. Usually not this long, though. And usually not having a very abrupt thought about Charlie James - not like that, not that thinking about him, however briefly, in the shower, was something she'd ever admit - waiting for her in the Prefect's Lounge. So, she rushed.

Her hair was still slightly wet, the tips wetting her cream colored shirt in certain places. She hated it. Plus the fact that it had a wavy life of his own and she didn't have any make-up on, and, in her mind, she always thought she looked horrific without make-up. But she didn't have a choice. She'd forgotten and this was her punishment. Like having CJ Warren for a co-Head wasn't punishment enough. Big Headed Boy, more like.

The girl pushed open the door with her shoulder and made her way inside, unable to miss the figure of him standing next to the window. That's all he was doing, it seemed. Standing. She wondered briefly if any sentient thought was running through his sawdust head at the moment but almost laughed at the folly of the mere notion. "Don't just stand there, we've got work to do," she said before adding, "Sorry, came out ruder than I intended. Er. I just meant sit down, I brought a book," she said and felt a little bit stupid but sat down herself, getting out said book and quill. She always had a book with clean pages to write in and something to write with wherever she went. Call her a nerd or call it a quirk, whatever makes you sleep at night.

you come along because i love your face ,
and i'll admire your expensive taste
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[CJ Warren]

The sound of the door opening caught his attention, but CJ was sort of distracted watching a group of first years in the grounds. He was too far away to get a good look at what they were doing, but they appeared to be looking at an object that one of the group had pulled from their bag. Anyway, he knew who was entering the room - his Co-Head for the year.

 "Don't just stand there, we've got work to do. Sorry, came out ruder than I intended. Er. I just meant sit down, I brought a book,"

CJ turned away from what was going on outside the window to face her, brows lifting at her comment, but that quickly turned into an amused look as she started apologizing. Awkward much? He watched as she sat and opened a notebook in front of her. He had his own in his bag - well, a roughly bound pile of blank parchment he'd thrown together, rather than anything proper, but it did the trick. "I was here on time, so don't tell me we've got work." 

He headed over to where he'd ditched his bag on the way in and pulled out the 'notebook' and a quill of his own before finally joining her at the table, leaning back casually in his seat, one leg propped up against the next chair over that he'd kicked out. Sitting straight under tables was so annoying. "So, what did you have in mind then?" He had his own things he wanted to bring up, of course, but since she'd come in here acting like a girl on a mission he was going to wait it out and see whether she actually had any clue what she was doing.

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stop there and let me correct it ,

i wanna live a life from a new perspective

The girl narrowed her eyes. She hated being wrong. Hated, hated, hated. But sometimes she was, and everybody who knew her knew not to push her too far when she was, because her face turned a quite scary shade of red and she's plan your murder. Although, for some damn reason, he pointed it out and Rory almost... respected it. She didn't see a lot in this big lump of a boy, but at least he stood up for himself. "Right, my bad," she said simply, her face red but turning pink before vanishing over the course of him speaking. She wrote; What To Do, What To Do...

Biting down on her lip, she thought about his question. "Well, figure out the schedule for the prefect routes... Rose has asked me to give her off this week for her extra practices so we're working with uneven numbers here... Oh, and see when there's time for a meeting, because we need to try and--" She focused her eyes on the boy again and frowned. "Sorry, it looks like you've got something you want to bring up, Charles, would you like to? I kind of talk over people so..." she waved a hand at him, gesturing for him to talk.

you come along because i love your face ,
and i'll admire your expensive taste
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