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Late school exchange program?
The sixth year's knee jerk reaction was to feel bad for not being a better prefect and being a tour guide like he was at the start of term for first years and transfer. Granted, he would do this - offer at least - regardless of whether or not he wore a badge...but the feeling was only intensified with it. And he hadn't. Though as that guilt began to sink into his chest, something else began to surface as well as the spiral turned to guilt on not even KNOWING.
That was just it. They DIDN'T know about this exchange and apparently a group of them. Wasn't this...something...that they would have been alerted to? Especially given how tight a ship the Headmaster was trying to sail this term.
Something smelled fishy and is certainly wasn't that basket of day old fish and chips discarded in the rubbish bin over there.
So his eyes were locked on Nora, honed in really like an owl stalking a mouse. Only he had no intention of attacking...not yet. But in light of his failings last term, well his protective instincts were strong and he reminded himself of the wand in his pocket. Even if, you know, he was not of age yet.
Quite keen on how she would respond to Bel's inquiry, he gave Natalie a fleeting skeptical look before his shoulder slouched considerably. "I don't mind getting in trouble. Detention wasn't so bad. I mostly just don't want to put Professor Noble in a difficult position again," he clarified to the quidditch captain. "He is the only reason I didn't turn my badge in after the start of term." Bright blues back on the girl, Derf wasn't sure how freely he could speak with her. What if SHE was a spy of this new regime? Hogsmeade just something to lure them all into a false sense of security and freedom only to make them all run their mouths and then punish accordingly? The only thing that negated this theory from spiraling out of control was that Kennedy comment. What had happened in Astronomy was...not recently. It had been, er, November? And Nora had just said she hadn't been here very long....so how did they...
His head was starting to hurt from overthinking. Was there steam coming out of his ears yet?
"It's...loads different. From one extreme to another," explains while trying to maintain a certain level of, well, distance from his honest opinions. "I...I don't exactly miss how it used to be. Not entirely. But I'm not keen on how things happen now either. It's not, you know. Black and white? Hogwarts needs more a shade of grey...all this is now is focusing on what's wrong. Like...there is no reward or encouragement for doing right. We can only take points for breaking rules but not reward them for outstanding acts. I...sorta only really kept my prefect badge because I was scared about who they could replace me with...they could easily turn student leadership into this generation's Inquisitorial Squad, you know?"
And that was LOADS more than he hand intended to say. Was he expelled yet?
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