The Interview PV Closed

@Grayson Ackley @Emile Yorke



Her handmade prefect’s badge tucked carefully under her robes, Mari Haynes moved towards the Small Hall swiftly and with ease. She had arranged to meet to two newest prefects, both Gryffindors, to discuss their new titles.

Mari found the whole situation quite particular. She had applied for the Hufflepuff prefect role without hesitation, only to withdraw her application in a last minute decision. The events of the Blossom Ball had gotten the better of her, and, she reasoned, she would need to take care of herself instead of others. Although Hufflepuff had already named its two new prefects, Mari had been taken by surprise when Luna Choi had tossed her a towel and (though she was unaware, sarcastically) declared Mari herself a prefect. The fifth Hufflepuff prefect, to be specific. And, more importantly, the one and only prefect of the Porcelain Palace, Hogwarts’ finest establishment.

Mari had not entirely prepared to become a prefect, especially when she thought there were only four per house, but she was quite pleased, to say the least. As soon as she had determinedly proven her worth by crafting a Prefects badge, she had written an owl to her family sharing the news. The parchment was covered in glitter, as that was what her badge had been made of. Ewan and Isa, her parents, had of course been thrilled. Lucy declared that Mari was “the suck up that I’d always imagined you to be,” and Grace had no idea what the term meant, though she drew her a congratulatory unicorn. Though Mari still has many nights of nightmares and insomnia, her mood had been lifted - she now only slept a few hours crying in the Porcelain Palace, instead of most of her days. She had even dared to try Cheetos once more, though, after her food poisoning spell, the taste now seemed lackluster.

Now, however, she wondered what was next. She had proven that she deserved the role by crafting a badge out of glitter and cardboard, but was surprised that the new Hufflepuff Head of House had not reached out to her with specific tasks. What was she to do now? She had the power, and she craved to use it - justly, of course. Mari was still too scared of Caradoc Browne to ask him specifically, so she knew that she would have to go to another, less intimidating, source: that is, a prefect.

Upon reflection, Mari had decided to owl the two Gryffindor prefects. They were just as new as she, and she worried that by asking the Hufflepuff prefects, they would fear that she was trying to overthrow one of them. It was quite rare, after all, to have a fifth prefect for a house. The Gryffindors would be the best option. Mari just did not understand how they knew their tasks; had they been contacted after crafting their own, far superior, metal badges? If so, why had she not been contacted? Mari needed answers.

In order to conceal her true purposes, Mari had reached out to Emile and Grayson under the guise that she was interviewing them for the paper. They did not need to know her true motives; clearly there was a reason why her new title had not been announced. It was most likely not to threaten the four, already established, Hufflepuff Prefects. Mari understood why. She was special, having been kidnapped and whatnot, that was most certainly why she got the role. But she did not want her power to insinuate that she hoped for a coup d’etat of others’ power. This new Head of House was quite wise, indeed. Either way, though she had said the truth that she was a reporter for the Hogwarts Headliner, notes would be taken for her personal purposes. No article on the two would be written.

She reached the Small Hall, where she had owled them to meet, five minutes ahead of schedule. Mari rested herself on a bench as she pulled out a small notebook filled with interview questions and doodles about her latest renovation projects for the Porcelain Palace. Choi has fixed the broken mirror, but there was still many a rehab to be done on the place before it was habitable. Mari scowled as she remembered the rest of her interaction with Choi and that Riddle girl before she closed her notebook. She couldn’t begin the interview with rage - she needed these two children’s information.

Instead, Mari would twirl her hair mindlessly as as she waited for the boys to show up. Her hair was a mess from lack of care and she looked, overall, unkempt. She donned her favorite blood-stained robes, which served as a reminder of the suffering she had overcome. And though her eyes were heavily bagged with lack of sleep, a glow would reach the brown eyes as she thought of her interview and the power that came with her new position. She was a warrior, but she was special; Mari knew that she would have great influence over the other students of Hogwarts with her new position.