 curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - *chicken emoji* - probably @ Disney - I speak dog
AHA! So Nettie had been right! This HAD been a meeting about some sort of revolution...or something. Nettie was more than happy to let someone else take the reigns on this thing too. She scanned the room - there were a handful of student leaders here, although she frowned a bit when the Slytherin prefect seemed to think this was really a study group. They probably would need some badges on their side if they were going to get anywhere and his reaction wasn't very promising...
There were a handful of older kids there too, but she didn't recognize any of them. Which was odd, because she was good was faces for the most part. Rubbish on the names, but faces were ok. Ah well. The more the merrier, she didn't care.
"Well, I tried a little something," Nettie piped up. Her cheeks turned red, which was not a normal reaction for her, but she suddenly felt very small and afraid she was going to be reamed out for her admission of what she had done. "I wore a necklace to Divination and tried to get the professor irritated. I wanted to make a point about them not having the right to take our personal stuff, and...well, it didn't really work, and he just took it from me. They're a lot tougher to crack than we think," she said with a frown. At least Fletcher was. He was like a stone man, that on. "It was probably really stupid of me," she added quietly.
SO basically, she was down to do things - she just needed other people to come up with the ideas because she was obviously rubbish at it.
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