Closed A Uprising pv Scarlet S. and Edme A.

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Edme didn’t know how to feel. Other werewolves? At Hogwarts? It wasn’t unheard of, but the idea was both beautiful and terrifying to the Ravenclaw.

Being a Werewolf was her problem. It had always been their little quirk that separated her from others, next to other, more minor personal things. But there were others. Edme didn’t know how to feel about this.

Of course they had always known there were other werewolves in the world. She was bit by one for gods sake. But those were blood thirsty, wanted poster, prowling creature with no sense of humanity. These were normal, kind, welcoming people. They were human.

Henry had spoken first, kindness in passion in his words and eyes. He held out a hand slowly to them, but not like she were a rabid, fearful creature, but because they were timid, and he saw that. Scarlet followed with less passion, but comfort beyond measure. The Ravenclaw didn’t know how to react. Was she relieved?

“Thank you,” Edme started, unsure where to go from there. Why did they feel like crying? This wasn’t something to cry about. She held their tongue to the roof of her mouth. “Thank you. I’ll see you at the shack then.”

Edme waved to Scarlet as she left. They turned to Henry for a moment, hesitating before breaking into a grin and waving as she left. A group of werewolves? A pack? Huh.

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