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Headmistress McGonagall

The meeting with the aurors had weighed heavily on Minerva’s mind long after the two women left her office. She had seen too much in her life to believe the wizarding community was entirely safe, but there was always part of her that wanted to believe that there were no more threats out there. She’d survived the Battle of Hogwarts, and Hogwarts had survived its fair share of tragedies in the years that followed.

 

But the meeting troubled her. There were too many unknowns. She may have been Harry’s teacher, but she couldn’t very well show up in the Auror Office and demand to know details of a confidential investigation (though sometimes she imagined doing just that, just once). 

 

As a result, she was left with a scant amount of information—there wasn’t really much to know that hadn’t been printed in the Daily Prophet—and her word that she would warn her students. 

 

She cleared her throat. As she rose, chatter in the Great Hall began to die down until it was just scattered low whispers and faint pings of silverware bumping against plates. 

 

“We’ve reached another end of a school year here at Hogwarts,” she began. “I want to start off by congratulating the graduating seventh years, the hard work of our prefects, and everyone for finishing their exams.”

 

She paused and looked out at the sea of faces, wondering if what she was about to tell them would even register. After all, it was years since Death Eaters had attacked the castle. Danger like that was a distant memory. 

 

“While I applaud the efforts of some students to learn more about the diversity of the wizarding community, I encourage you to not respond or exchange any letters with individuals who claim to be from the Taith Coch Werewolf Reserve or whom you may meet through the SNARLL pen pal program. The matter is currently under investigation by the Auror Office. Your safety is very important. I encourage you to get involved in the werewolf community if you’re passionate about those issues, but you must avoid SNARLL for your own safety.”

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Aurora Turlough

"I think it'd be kind of cool to be a werewolf," Roar said to her brother, @Davis Turlough, from the corner of her mouth as Headmistress McGonagall spoke.

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Ethan Smith

There was a lot happening, it was the last day of school and he would be leaving as a sixth year and coming back with one year left to go at Hogwarts. He didn't know how he was feeling about that. What he was not expecting was the headmistress come up and start talking. He was sure this was something that happened before but not something that he has paid attention to, but today he was sitting there listening. About the seventh years that were leaving and then something about the werewolves pen pal thing. 

 

It was not something that he looked into, but he was sure that it was not something he would head a headmistress say, not to reach out to the werewolves. They were humans just like them, they were just bit and had some issues that happened to them. Most which were not their fault at all. Though Ethan was not going to say anything. Maybe he might write one of them, maybe he wouldn't. He had a lot happening this summer. 

 

Trying to figure out what he wanted to do when he left Hogwarts was one for sure, he only had one more year to think about that. 

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Harmony Granger-Weasley

Harmony blinked. She was one of the first to sign up for the program, thinking it'd be a good thing to show her peers that the werewolf pen pal program was cool. Now that it was under investigation by Harry's office she had some second thoughts about responding to the letter in her pocket. If there was one thing she learned from her relatives, it was never to trust everything The Prophet said as fact, and to always keep an open mind. Everything seemed a bit too convenient for comfort, especially with the negative press about werewolves. However, editors did not like to announce mistakes, that she learned from her Da. Something was up, and Harmony was interested to see where this would go.  

Edited by Harmony Granger-Weasley

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Sabine Frost

Sabine was always something of a bystander at feast-time. Yes, she appreciated the effort the House Elves had gone to in order to produce the sumptuous spread, but her own dietary limitations meant the extra effort was lost on her. Her palate and eating fussiness limited what she could (or would choose to) eat.

 

So, to her, the highlight was always the speeches, any interesting news and the ceremony of the occasion. 

 

And so, she was one of the first to react when she sensed and then saw the Headmistress rise to speak. She swivelled in her seat to face the front and waited for silence to fall, so she could hang on every word. 

 

The opening lines were, Sabine considered, standard fayre. Congratulations were definitely in order, she believed, but they were hardly news. The next piece of information certainly was. Yes, Sabine had seen the various communications about the werewolf reserve and even heard of the SNARLL pen-pal programme. Had she been gifted more time, it sounded like a worthy cause – form what little information she could glean. But time was not a commodity she had in abundance, and so she had not participated.

 

And, from what she heard, that was a fortuitous thing.

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Daya Valdez

"This all sounds super sketchy if you ask me." Daya shoved chicken in her mouth, glowering over at the headmistress. "Aren't those the only werewolf organizations?" She asked no one in particular. Diversity was good and all but why was she trying to stomp all over it. 

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Damaris Denton

Damaris was bored and she was ready for the end of the year. She didn't particularly care for the Headmistress's announcement either way--it's not like she was one of the people who had bothered to start writing to werewolves (and although she didn't share her mother's views as far as blood status was concerned, werewolves were another matter altogether). As far as she was concerned, they were complete idiots for thinking something like that was safe.

 

When Daya started talking, she dug her fork into her mashed potatoes, scraping against the plate. "Can you be quiet for like five seconds?" she hissed under her breath. Just the sound of her voice was enough to make her skin crawl. 

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Felicia Fletwock

Fe choked and a violent dribble of pumpkin juice sprung from her left nostril when McGonagall said "the hard work of our Prefects." The sentence was o b v i o u s l y scathing sarcasm meant to inspire them to Do Better Next Year, but Felicia would not have it. No SIR. She and @Ollie Celeste would continue to be subpar – SUBBER THAN PAR – until their dying day!

 

She yawned.

 

"Hard work" was exhausting.

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Daya Valdez

"Can you just be quiet for like, five seconds." Daya rolled her eyes as she mocked Damaris's haughty tone. "Can't you like, I don't know, say something else for once in your life?" Was an intelligent conversation that hard for people to have? Daya hated social situations and even she was trying. "I'm just trying to say if our headmistress over here were so for diversity she wouldn't advise against organizations for it." She sighed. "Like, you're either for it or against it. Pick one headpisstress." She snorted and shoved another piece of chicken in her mouth. Damaris could bite her. 

Edited by Daya Valdez

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Ollie Celeste

From the Ravenclaw table came a chorus of dry heaving as Ollie Celeste recovered from choking on her chicken leg, the result of a serious shock being issued against her. Hardworking? HER?!?! If Professor McGonagall really thought their ‘efforts’ that year had been good then it was all downhill from here. Across the hall she caught Fe’s eye and stuck her tongue out at her subber than par partner in crime.  

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Rosie Ferranti

"Why?" demanded Rosie, louder than she intended and before she had time to think twice of her words, "Is it because they're werewolves?? They're people too!"

 

With feelings!!

 

(Rosie had signed up to the programme too, and her penpal was rather nice, too. She wouldn't be stopping sending messages)

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Phillip Aldermaston

Phillip had had no intention of writing to the SNARL people.   Because, he frankly had other better things to do with his time.  But ... he didn't appreciate the headmistress lying about his safety being important - because, come on, you wouldn't have let anyone else's attacker get all the way up to the headmistress' tower.


So his jaw set in a particular way and rolled his eyes at  one @Rowan Allard - his meaning was something along the lines of 'Yeah, I don't believe her'.  But....that comment was hilarious and Phillip was trying very hard to keep his composure at this point but he wasn't actually succeeding and so he was obviously snickering at the announcement that the headmistress had made - really, it was all he could do to not outright laugh to the extent he fell out of his chair at this point and even that took a lot of self-control.  Not that all of it was mirthful laughter - some of it was but not all of it.

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Avery Potter

She was rather disappointed with the announcement. She had signed up for the programme to make some new friends. She had been raised to accept everyone - why were they being told otherwise now?

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Davis Turlough

Davis did what any older brother would do when nonsense was spewed from his sister's mouth.  He rolled his eyes theatrically and shook his head.  "That's a quick way to a lot of pain. Constantly," he replied to @Aurora Turlough.  Though, secretly, he wouldn't mind finding out how true that was, but only if they ever found a cure for it since he didn't fancy being in pain every month.  

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Alexander Crow

Alex shifted uncomfortably in his seat as Headmistress McGonagall gave the entire school a word of caution about the SNARLL pen pal program. In an effort to be more assertive, he had signed up for it days after the Daily Prophet printed the ad. It seemed like a good idea at the time, and fairly harmless as long as he took appropriate caution and not divulge personal information, like his address or worst fear. 

 

Thankfully, anticipating the banquet that came with the announcement also took his mind off whatever worries clouded his mind. Alex was getting hungry, and he intended to have the best end of year feast before going home for the summer holidays.

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