The Beginning of the Revolution

[Hayley Elridge]

Hayley waited in the courtyard, full of a heady mixture of wild excitement and crushing anxiety. This was real! She was really doing this! She had put up posters around the school to attract attention, and picked a day and time when most people would be able to attend. She had even written a speech for herself, although she didn't expect to use it as a strict script. Making it up as she went along was more Hayley's style, but it was important to be certain of what she wanted to say. She couldn't mess this up. This was her first attempt to gain support outside of her friends. This was important. This was the start of the revolution!

And it was working! People were starting to gather in the courtyard. When a small crowd had accumulated, Hayley stood on the steps so she was visible, and began to speak. "You've all seen how anyone different from the magical norm is treated in this school. How muggleborns are bullied, half-goblins and half-giants forced to hide who they are, how squibs are denied even an acknowledgement that they exist. How even the teachers are openly contemptuous of muggles, even when they're not spreading complete misinformation." Hayley spoke loudly and confidently, certain of her ability to make people take notice, to make them think. "The wizarding world is stuck in the past, so distrustful of Muggles that they won't even use normal pen and paper in school. People are ignorant and stubborn and in that ignorance they lash out. This has to change! We can't just lie down and let purebloods walk all over us!"

"The wizarding world needs an upheaval. A major social change to make everybody see that muggles aren't evil, that it's not bad to be different. We need a revolution!" Hayley paused dramatically. "And I know how we should bring it about. It's the wizarding world's separation from muggles that makes people so ignorant, so . . . disconnected. We need to break down that barrier. It's time to let muggles know about magic."

Hayley paused again, a little longer, to let that idea sink in. It was a big concept, she knew, a fundamental change in the way the world was. A revolution. "This would cause chaos to start with, but I think long term it would benefit everyone. We could bring the wizarding world out of the dark ages! If wizards were allowed to integrate openly with muggles, that prejudice born of ignorance would disappear. Wizards could benefit from muggle technology, muggles could benefit from magic. We could change the world for the better! Who's with me?"

 

[Lavinia Benivieni]

The posters around the school were hard not to notice. Lavinia had been walking along some of the corridors and they were everywhere. She'd tried to find an older person, or classmate, even her family, to explain to her what exactly it was about and where the revolution came from. So, the hufflepuff had decided that it was time she found out. She would be going to the courtyard that afternoon to ease her curiosity.

She arrived and stood to one side, and she glanced at the much older girl, she has no idea who she was but she must've been around Sara's age. When more had arrived and the girl started to speak, Lavinia's ears perked up. She liked this girl, she had guts! Her cousin soon joined her and tried pulling her away from all of this protesting, being the good student she was, but Lavinia stood her ground, instead convincing the other brunette to remain with her. This was so exciting! Lavinia couldn't believe someone had thought of this and had the courage to do something like this - especially a student.

Lavinia definitely knew where she stood with all this. Being a half blood always felt like she was on a rollercoaster, the one moment she was proud to be one and the next someone who called themselves superior to her made her feel like she wasn't good enough for magic. The first year grinned, and yelled, "This is what I'm talking about!" with a fist pump raised in the air. Surely, if they got enough people on their side this could truly work and the prejudice would have to end. It just had to. Lavinia had been raised being told that you must be who you are no matter what. Why hide it? Others' opinions of you shouldn't matter. This idea was genius.

 

[Sara Benivieni]

Sara was never one to test boundaries unless she had to. For example if her family was involved in something, Sara wouldn't let them face it alone. With a lot of family members in the school, however, she began to worry a little as she read and re-read the poster that had come out of nowhere. No talk had been around the school about any revolution as far as the third year knew. So why now? She appreciated that people wanted to stop prejudice, but why take it into your own hands? Surely, whoever organised this could speak to a teacher or the headmistress about it? It was quite a big goal and a little far-fetched in her opinion.

The Slytherin was hesitant as she headed to the courtyard that Sunday afternoon, not expecting to be one of the first people there. What if they got in trouble for it? Or suspended? Did the headmistress even know this was happening? Sara's guessed were probably a big no, though she could be wrong. Maybe the professors did support this and the girl could relax slightly. It wasn't that she was against the protesting, it was the fact that if this went too far, Sara wouldn't be able to turn back around and not be involved. Still, she spotted someone that made her eyes bulge.

Lavinia was here too. Of course she was - out of all of her family members, she was the one to get involved in something she strongly believed in. She sighed, trying to get her away from this mess, but no such luck. Instead, Lavinia convinced her to join and Sara gave in to her - not wanting the younger girl to be in this by herself with people she hardly knew. When she finally glanced at the older girl again Sara recognised her, she was in Slytherin and she was in the year above hers if she wasn't mistaken. Sara remained quiet as the girl asked who was with her. She didn't know if speaking now was a good idea.

 

[Aleksandra Kaster]

Aleksandra had seen all the posters throughout the school and she wasn't a dummy, she knew how the world worked. She had an uncle who was an auror, her father was an auror, her Uncle Ben had died from... well they didn't really know, but she was sure it was some macho over powered death person who wanted to rid the world of vermin! Aleksandra herself was a partveela! Barely even considered human in a lot of social circles, she couldn't let this continue! Rushing into the fray with the other students, Aleksandra listened intently as the organiser spoke, she was so right! "Don't forget us veelas! They only let us around because we're pleasing to the eye and some of us have magical control over men!" She said, though she'd been taught never to exert such power. The way some of her kind were treated was deplorable, she was just as deserving of respect as everyone else.
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[Zennon Baros]

Zennon didn't know why he felt the need to attend whatever the heck this thing was, but he went anyway, he had to see for himself this... revolution. He'd never seen a revolution, only ones he'd read about in history books, which didn't tend to be all that accurate when they were written by the winning side, who know the truth? The people who were there. So really, this was for research purposes, though as he approached, he didn't like what he was hearing. Purebloods were walking all over people. Zennon looked down at his feet, but saw no-one beneath him, so either this girl was blind, or she was making stuff up. Zennon hung back, he didn't want to hear what she was saying, but he was curious. As a pureblood, this affected him. He was mad that she was saying all these things, and she was obviously being ridiculous, but would it look too obvious to walk away?
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[Gilly Gillespie]

Viva la revolución, huh? Gilly had seen the flyers posted about the school, alright (how could she not have? One of them was practically the size of a door), and she had to admit to some curiosity, but the posters had told her exactly squat-diddly. Clever- you had to go to the meeting to find out more. Semester one had only just started so there was nothing better to do but walk up and have a squizzy, and boy was there a lot to see and hear.

Hayley's speech was pretty effective, Gilly had to admit. Her passion was catching, and the muggleborn third year herself was starting to become a little caught up in the message. Yeah! There was a lot of misinformation about muggles, and what even was a squib? Whatever they were, if she didn't know about them then Hayley was probably right about them being under-acknowledged. The Slytherin was with them all the way up until the grand reveal of The Plan. After that, Gilly outrighted balked, and she couldn't help but answer back.

"Are you crazy?" she shouted over the cries of approval. "How're you gonna change anything now that you've told everyone how you're gonna break the law?!" So much for the 'Revolution'. Served her right for getting excited about change. Some knucklehead always tripped at the starting line.​

 

[Harley Tsuji]

Talking about doing something so huge and bold and public, and actually doing it were two distinctly different things, Harley realised, as she accompanied Hayley to the courtyard. Acting in the shadows was much more Harley's style, that or... well, mocking figures of power to their faces, in the case of teachers and parents. This was a different kind of rebelliousness all together, and as they looked around at the people gathering in the courtyard it hit Harley that Hayley was a lot braver than she was.

Following her friend to the steps, Harley took a place at their foot and folded her arms, watching the crowd while Hayley spoke. She hadn't been explicitly asked to act as a bodyguard, but it felt like the most useful thing she could do in this situation. It was difficult to keep her gaze on the crowd though, as Hayley spoke with so much passion. Her friend's goals seemed lofty to Harley, but hearing her speak about them like this was inspiring. Harley tried to ignore the lurch in her stomach as Hayley mentioned the way people treated Squibs - she was quite sure her friend was taking this from Harley's own family directly. Watching her parents turn against their own son for something he couldn't control had hardened Harley's heart on this issue from an early age, and Hayley's experiences and views only strengthened this conviction. Something had to change. When Hayley called for support Harley uncrossed her arms to clap in agreement, though she kept her eyes on the crowd, not trusting that there wouldn't be any backlash once she was finished speaking. She ignored the comments, letting Hayley handle that, and kept her eyes out for any possible wands being drawn instead.

 

[Eamon Tulloch]

A plate of mashed potatoes and roasted chicken was sitting in front of him on the table when his friend grabbed his arm and pulled him away from it. He demanded an explanation from the girl as to why she had dragged him away from such a nice meal, wondering if maybe she had found a secret passageway or a room filled with sweets and wanted to show it to him right away, when he noticed that they weren't going towards the grand staircase at all but to the courtyard across from the great hall instead. A little annoyed that Lavinia had disturbed what was going to be his best meal so far, Eamon listened to what the older girl had to say. He wasn't sure how he was supposed to feel about all this. Change would be good for the wizarding world, the Gryffindor agreed with that, but they were just a group of students so couldn't help to doubt this plan because he didn't think that the adults would actually listen to the opinions of a bunch of teenagers. However, that did not stop Eamon from nodding his head in agreement and looking around to see who else agreed with these words once the girl had finished talking

 

[Jacob Kingsley]

The word revolution had simply sounded fun to Jacob. He had only a vague idea of what it meant from overhearing his mom and dad talk about some old people's wars so he knew it had to do with change. NOT bothering to read what revolution this was, Jacob entered the courtyard, settling down beside the only person he recognized- the boy from the student lounge. Jacob listened as the girl spoke, lifting his glasses up so he could see her more clearly. He hadn't noticed that actually. All of his professor's hadn't even asked his blood status, maybe because they knew his parents, but still what she was saying about the professors and the school didn't seem exactly right. Jacob grew more confused when he began to hear other people agree. He twisted around, looking at all of the faces and then sank a little lower as her speech continued, his shoulders crunching in as he realized being here wasn't a good idea at all. He didn't think purebloods were evil either. His parents had always told him that blood status didn't matter and that it was up to each person to decide if they wanted to be good or bad. Hadn't anyone told that to these kids?

As she continued, Jacob wasn't even really paying attention anymore. He knew he'd made a mistake in being here. He had that feeling in the pit of his stomach, the one he got when he did something wrong. And he didn't like this. It wasn't the fun he thought it would be when he had seen the flyer. Jacob hung his head down, a small sniffle escaping him as he tried not to cry in front of the crowd, not that they'd likely notice. They were too busy going on about telling Muggles about magic and all he wanted was to go back to his common room. The trouble was the crowd of people in between him and the entryway.

 

[Noah Kingsley]

Noah Kingsley had always felt that he could not just do what ever he wanted or say what ever he wanted because of his father's position in the wizarding society. Noah had always been so careful, even from a young age, because the public spotlight was on his family. In the grand scheme of things, it hadn't been so bad because he had learned purpose, direction, and responsibility early on. Both of his parents had important careers where they were trying to make the wizarding world a better place. His parents had taught him right from wrong, and he had a strong sense of family loyalty.

Noah just happened to be in the courtyard, reading a book, when a group of people began to gather on the steps. He had not seen the fliers for a revolution. When the girl got up on the stairs and begun talking about prejudice and hate coming from the professors and the wizarding world as a whole. Having a mother who was a Professor, Noah took great offense. What the girl was talking about was also highly illegal. Noah looked around the crowd to see who was listening to her and spotted the face of his younger brother. Jacob looked sick and uneasy, obviously upset by he heard. Noah quickly put his book in his bag and went to his younger brother, throwing an arm around his shoulder. "Are you okay, Jake?" he asked, quietly so no one else would hear him. "We can't let this continue. Stick with me. I have your back." he said, determined. Noah had always been the most like his father out of all of his siblings.

Noah pushed forward, through the people so that he was standing in front of the younger Slytherin girl. People knew who he was even if he had never met them, so maybe she would too. "You call other people ignorant, when you are out here spewing ignorance and hate. Have you paid attention to history at all?" he asked. Noah knew both wizarding and muggle history. His father had found it important as he had grown up in a muggle household with a muggle father. "All purebloods are the same? You can't make broad statements like that about an entire group of the population. There are good and bad people regardless of blood status. You say these things about the professors when I know them to be untrue. A revolution is what you want? Have you done any research as to why we went under the statue of secrecy to begin with?" he asked her, challenging her. His aunt Kat lived almost entirely in the muggle world by choice. He knew both worlds as both had been a part of his upbringing. This girl seemed clueless as to what the real world was like.

 

[Evelyn Manning]

Evelyn was walking down Hogwarts. Now as a prefect she felt it was her duty to make sure Gryffindor behaved. Evelyn wanted nothing more than Gryffindor to win the house cup again and she did her very best in classes to make sure she could score some housepoints. The blonde arrived at the Courtyard as she heard a lot of noice there. Evelyn walked confidently towards the courtyard and heard a girl speaking. The girl seemed younger than she was. The blonde Gryffindor didn't heard all of what the girl said it seemed like she already started with a kind of speech and Evelyn listened with a frown. The girl was speaking about people being bullied like half veela's, goblins and giants. Evelyn had never really see one, but it could be that people were around. What was this girl talking about? The blonde looked around the group and hoped they would all stay calm. She didn't saw any professor or prefect around so she had to act she figured. But people were free to give their opinion right? Evelyn was true to that, but as long as there were no problems. But what the girl suggested was crazy! The muggles could think of the magical world as freaks, that was dangerous! Perhaps they won't believe it, so Evelyn didn't saw any positive in this plan. She liked muggles and had nothing against them. Evelyn was a great fan of the muggle world and their fashion the most. When the girl was finished Evelyn heard a familliar voice. It was her Noah! He stood up against this. His little brother Jacob stood nearby him and Evelyn made her way through the crowd and went standing beside Noah. The blonde smiled at her boyfriend for a moment and listened to him speaking to the girl. He was so clever and Evelyn did agree. Noah seemed like he could become a minister like his father too. Evelyn felt a bit proud at her boyrfriend. But reminded herself that she was a prefect too.

The blonde looked at the Slytherin girl and didn't want to be mean to the girl or anything, but this was crazy. Evelyn couldn't believe people would actually do this. '' What are you doing?'' the blonde started off to the girl with a frown. '' If there are some problems with bullying or stuff people can always visit their head of house to discuss this. Starting a revolution is not a way to solve things! That is just unrealistic and not anything good.'' Evelyn was a really easy talker and if she had problems she spoke of them. She knew people didn't always did, but she was sure the head of houses or other professors would always want to help. '' Noah is right. Not all the purebloods will be the same. I think it is a bit strange to speak about them as one group. Than it is like the stereotype that people have off Slytherin or other houses. Not all Slytherin's are the same too right?'' Evelyn set as an example and wished to calm this. Evelyn already thought about muggles who would be scared of their magic or people that would think of them as freaks. The blonde saw no potential in this idea, it would only be a idea inside of this girls mind nothing more. And she could have it, but Evelyn didn't understood. The blonde would keep her eyes open and if the girl was making a hard time she would search for Professors for sure.

 

[Lyra Potter]

Lyra Potter was walking back towards the castle from being out at the Quidditch Pitch with Link. Even though he wasn't on the house team, he was one of the best players she had ever seen. Quidditch ran deep in their family, and she knew Link would do just fine professionally. He had always wanted to be just like their father, which scared her a bit. She didn't want Link to disappear too. She was talking to him as they made their way upon a big scene in the courtyard. They arrived just in time to catch Noah's speech. Her green eyes shared a glance with the matching pair beside her as she knew what she needed to do. Lyra nodded at Link. She shoved her way through the crowd, not caring who she pushed out of the way until she got to Noah. He was her family. She would stand up for him. Lyra wasn't surprised to find Evelyn on Noah's other side, also sticking up for him. Lyra shot her a small, supportive smile. "I think maybe you should pay better attention in history class because you clearly do not know what you are talking about." she said, falsely sweet. No one insulted her family. Grandpa had told her stories. Lyra and her siblings had an unusual background. Yes, she was the granddaughter of the famous Harry Potter, but her other grandfather was just a normal muggle doctor. Uncle Cam was the Minister for Magic here in New Zealand. Both of her grandmothers were from old pureblood families that shared opposing views. What was the girl hoping to accomplish here?
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[Link Potter]

Link followed Lyra’s lead as they stumbled upon a disturbing site in the courtyard. He knew what she wanted him to do without Lyra saying it out loud. It was a twin thing he supposed. She could communicate as much to him with one look as others could in five minutes of conversation. Link shoved through the crowd as equally rough, making his way towards Jacob to protect him. Link clapped a hand on his shoulder to let him know he was there. “The ravings of the radical never go well.” Link said in a lazy drawl. He didn’t look around to see if anyone was staring at them because, undoubtedly, they were. Link resembled their famous grandfather down to the untidy hair and green eyes as much as his father had. It wasn’t hard to assume who to assume who they were. Link would stand with his family. Always.

 

[Lauryn Woodlock]

It was suppose to be an exploring Sunday for Lauryn, asking her favorite cousin, Braxton, to accompanied her to the village. But upon exiting the Hufflepuff common room, she spotted a rather eye catching poster. The word revolution caught her off guard and walked near to it to read the whole thing. Lauryn's curiosity heighten. The young Woodlock had never felt the prejudice among the Wizarding world, not even when they're still back in the states. But it seems, it was different here. She wanted to know more, so, she decided to go to the courtyard and hear whatever people would say about this thing.

Arriving, there were plenty of students already there and an older student up in front was already starting her speech. Lauryn carefully listened, when the word pureblood was mentioned, she frowned. Her dad and his family never treated her mom poorly nor different, in fact, they like and love her dearly. But what this girl was talking about was full of lies and Lauryn knew better to believe. It was sad for her, even heartbroken, that other people judge so quickly just because of the history's past. "My dad didn't die just to be judged like this." She mumbled under her breath. It was a mistake for her that she came to this meeting of lies.

But the next thing she heard scared her. Muggles knowing their world was beyond what she expected. Her mom oath to keep their secret for a long time, she knows about the Statue of Secrecy and not to mess with it. Half of the people there didn't agree with the girl, nor Lauryn would too.

 

[Zennon Baros]

Zennon nodded to Jacob as he sat with him and continued, in annoyance, to watch the weird revolution unfold. He honestly didn't know what to think. He could see that Jacob was beginning to regret his decision to be here and he was about to try and comfort him when an older boy headed over. He looked a lot like Jacob and Zennon recognises him as an older Slytherin. Perhaps brothers? Zennon followed along after them as they headed to the front of the crowd. He hated authority figures and right now the Slytherin was exactly that. She was forcing the people to listen to her lies. What did she know about the wider world? He shook his head as he stood with Jacob and the older Slytherin, and they were soon joined by another two older students, this time Gryffindors. They were alike, twins he guessed. They looked familiar, but Zennon didn't know them he thought. He stepped closer to Jacob not quite sure what he'd just stepped into the middle of. He disagreed with the girl, yeah, but he also didn't want to say anything in front of all these people. He simply stood there, looking around. He wasn't nervous, but he was a little unsure. He hadn't never ever seen anything like this. It was all very new and sudden.
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[Hayley Elridge]

Hayley was heartened by the number of people who cheered when she asked for support, and by the look on Harley's face as her friend watched her speak. "Yes!" she said to the girl in the crowd who asked about veelas. "Veelas are definitely a part of this too! Anyone else I've missed out? I'm a Muggleborn, I'm still learning." Hayley didn't know anything about veelas, though she'd heard the word before; it sounded like she should do some research on marginalised magical groups.

Hayley was disappointed by the number of people shouting out against her; she'd expected some resistance, but not like this. Most of these people were just misunderstanding the point she was trying to make - perhaps deliberately - but at least it meant she could refute them easily. "I'm not talking about breaking the law!" she exclaimed to a girl who had seemed otherwise enthusiastic. Hayley herself had no problem with breaking the rules, and suspected she would do so at some point iin pursuit of her goals, but she understood some people would feel differently, and disobedience wasn't the point, really. "I'm talking about petitioning to change the law! The law is harmful and outdated, and it should be changed!"

It was the people defending purebloods who really bugged her. Had they missed the point entirely? Had she not been clear enough? "Of course not all purebloods are the same! And this problem isn't restricted to them, either. But it's the viewpoint of pureblood supremacy - people thinking that purebloods are better than everyone else, and you can't tell me that doesn't happen - that needs to change. I've been bullied for being a muggleborn since I first set foot in this school! And yes, the teachers are culpable too! Maybe you haven't noticed, that doesn't mean it doesn't happen. There are teachers who say nasty things about muggles in every class. There are teachers who assume everybody in their classes already know about magic." In particular, Hayley was thinking of Professor Castor, who had literally said "never trust a muggle", and Professor Styx, who never explained anything someone who'd grown up with magic would already know, but she didn't want to name names yet, that would only get her in trouble.

"Bullying is only a sympton of the wider problem! Teachers have no interest in changing the status quo. This is a systematic problem, faced by the whole of the wizarding world. Sure, I could complain about one incident of bullying - I have, in fact. I could complain about all of them, though it'd be pointless. There will always be another bully, or another person who doesn't even intend to be mean but will perpetuate these harmful views. Starting a revolution - changing the system - making our voices heard - is the way to solve things! Challenging any individual bully is not going to change anything. We have to change the world!"

 

[Noah Kingsley]

Noah was glad when Evelyn appeared at his side. He knew he could count her for her support and he was grateful for it. He gave her a wink and a smile as she joined his side. It was only seconds later when Lyra and Link joined him, clearly to support him. His family was closer than the average family. He looked back at the girl who was talking again, admitting that she was still learning. Noah's crystal eyes gazed levelly at her. "My father is the Minister for Magic in New Zealand. My mother is Gryffindor's Head of House. You are talking about my parents, and you are egregiously misinformed about the wizarding world. Everything you are saying is incorrect. Witches and wizards were hunted by muggles. Surely, you learned about witch-hunts in muggle school? That was the reason for the international statue of secrecy in the first place. It was to protect muggles and wizards. It wasn't working to live side by side. We will be hunted again, and there will be witches and wizards that use the opportunity to try to rule over muggles as Grindelwald or Voldemort wanted. There will be bloodshed. Can't you see that? Not everyone is as open-minded as you seem to naively believe." he said, speaking loud enough for the crowd to hear him. Noah wasn't usually one for public speeches. In fact, he preferred to fly under the radar, but this was too serious to sit back and do nothing. As much as he tried, Noah couldn't suppress his tendency for leadership completely.

 

[Lyra Potter]

"My cousin is right. The law is there to protect us." Lyra said, confidently and proudly. She knew Noah didn't take insults towards his parents lightly. Merlin knew she had heard enough about the law from Carter over the years to be fairly well-versed in it. They all had."Our grandfather is a muggle, so please do not suggest that we are speaking out for hate or pureblood supremacy because we are not." she said, staring the girl down. It was ridiculous to suggest that Aunt Cyndi would ever say anything hateful or against muggle-born students, or even muggles. "Seriously, you really need to go do some more reading on the subject and the laws because you sound ridiculous." she said, condescendingly. Lyra was getting tired of the attitude that this girl was promoting. "How would merging the muggle and wizarding worlds help to destroy the prejudice? There will always be bullies, and I know they exist in the muggle world too. There is evil in the world, and that's the real problem. Merging our worlds is the answer to destroying prejudice." she said, in typical bossy, know-it-all Lyra fashion.
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[Asaiah Murphy]

Asaiah had been carefully listening to what the other students were saying and didn't want to involve himself in the conversation until the Minister's son spoke again. ''Oi, Kingsley,'' the sixth year said out loud, ''Just because your Dad's the Minister and your Mom's the Gryffindor Head of House doesn't mean they are right, you know? Have you not been paying attention in class? Witch-hunts happened literally centuries ago - who says muggles and wizard cannot live amongst each other in this day and age? You are talking about things that used to be. Voldemort and Grindelwald are long dead, have a little faith in your own kind because it appears to be that you have none.''

 

[Wynne Andoujenero]

Wynne Andoujenero was a wallflower for most of her years of school, however the drawing crowd in the hallway was blocking the brunette from coming through. It wasn't until she tuned in to what was being said that Wynne felt any sort of stir in her. The hufflepuff moved into the crowd silently. She heard the many things people were saying, things were divided carefully between those who thought this was in the past and those who didn't, and suddenly the Andoujenero who never had a voice felt she had one. "She's right." She muttered." No the girl with the large eyes is right!" She spoke a little louder. "My family is pureblood. I am not. My sister was raised to dislike people like me and I became a political device." She spoke from a place of pain, one she rarely explored as often she just didn't pay attention to her family or their policies in the English government. "I was only adopted so my parents could say they weren't prejudiced, when they are. Hateful towards muggles, hateful towards Veelas and giants, and mixed bloods. What kind of change could we accomplish though..." She asked, looking at the woman giving the speech. They were only students.

 

[Professor Kalif Styx]

Posters scattered all around the school was bound to draw the attention of professors, which wasn't a smart idea. Kalif, however, felt curious to see what this was all about. Kalif approached the crowd, seeing opinions thrown one way or another, students badgering and battering. But, no spells were thrown. As far as he was concerned, muggles were dangerous. They could hardly handle differences of their own, and with magical creatures thrown in, it would be a disaster all around. But, he was no seer and didn't care one way or another. However, what sparked his interest was that his student claimed she was bullied from the moment she set foot in here. Kalif had no tolerance for bullies, and one in particular would vouch for that fact. Kalif's gaze looked around to see if Rory Fergusson had shown up or not. It definitely wouldn't be a first time he handled him. And it got worse with each repeated offence. For now, the Slytherin Head of House saw no reason to break this up, seeing as no rules were broken at the moment. After all, he was interested on how students thought, and what fueled their thought process.
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[Jacob Kingsley]

Jacob was glad when Noah appeared at his side, instantly feeling better and less awkward about leaving. He followed behind, expecting they were heading out but quickly realizing they weren't. As Noah and then Evelyn and his cousins exchanged words with the girl who had been talking earlier, Jacob stayed back, not saying a word. Jacob didn't know much about what she was saying, but he did know that any person thinking they were better than anyone else wasn't a good thing. But right now it seemed to him that this girl thought she was better than the people who tried to keep them all safe. She definitely thought she knew better, and she wasn't much older than him and admitted she was still learning.

Jacob had just tugged on his brother's sleeve to tell him that they should get out of there when he heard someone call out their name. Jacob turned to see an older looking boy. "They are right" he muttered to himself, the idea that his mom and dad would steer him wrong not something his brain could handle. Everything his family had taught him couldn't be wrong. They were good people and many of them worked for the Ministry, working hard each day to keep the wizarding world safe, his uncle through laws and his dad in his role as Minister.

 

[Zennon Baros]

Zennon could not believe his luck. Call it good or bad, or whatever, but Kingsley's? The freakin Minister for Magic? How was he getting himself involved with people he categorically was supposed to have a dislike of. Shaking his head, Zennon peered at Jacob from the corner of his eye and tugged on his arm. "You're the centre of attention now, King Jay, you wanna stick around, or you wanna scoot, I see an opening, now's our chance if you wanna?" He would have words... probably, with his friend later. He'd been so preoccupied with finding a nickname for him, he'd forgotten about his last name. It hadn't even occurred to him until now that he hadn't known it. He wasn't really sure if it made a difference, but he was supposed to be against authority and wasn't Jay's father the epitome of that? This was bad for his image! Though not as bad as his Head of House looking in from the sidelines. "Oh, great."
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[Kinsey Wilde]

Kinsey had a piece about the treatment of muggleborns by staff and the school administration so when there was a so-called revolution she felt she had no choice but to arrive. Staying in the back with a self-scribing quill and journal she had it write down quotes she felt important. She thought the entire thing was certainly inspiring to her but instead of getting involved she just stayed back and looked appreciatively onto the boy she knew to be Tess' friend for sticking up for the side she knew was right - maybe a little too intense but certainly right.​

 

[Daisy Parker-Taylor]

Daisy had seen the fliers around about a Revolution, and it was much too exciting to ignore. She followed the crowds down and listened to a girl she did not know, and all she shouted about. Daisy found she agreed with what the girl was saying until she said it was time to let all the muggles know about them. Her stomach built with butterflies, starting to feel anxious. Her dad was a muggle, and though her mother had given up magic for him, she knew it would be dangerous for all muggles to know about magic. They would, for sure, use it against them somehow. People started shouting back at her, and there was a lot of noise. Though Daisy herself was a shouty person, the whole scenario was making her feel anxious, something she hardly ever felt. She felt herself agreeing with what Slytherin boy was shouting as well, but it was definitely a confusing line for her; she had no idea which side she'd stand on.