This is a club for all of those Witches, wizards and wixes that are part of the
LGBTQIAP like me! (Jane Victoria) But not only for them, this club is also for supporters who acccept them as for who they are.

Everything in here will take place in-character

Rules n’ Stuff

Please be Respectful and don’t be rude, honestly just leave if you are homophobic or simply dislike these types of stuff. In here you can all talk in character and out of character, all of you can talk to each other and ask for advice. If any of you are having troubles don’t worry! We will be here for you!

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MEETINGS:
Meeting one (down below)
Meeting two

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Meeting one:

 That’s a lot! Who knew there were this many lgbtq members at Hogwarts? Jay Victoria set down the paper and started to put up a poster of all of the lgbtq flags, today Jay was planning to play a little game of guess the flag— Jay themself sucked at this game but they knew that there was someone who probably knows all of the flags. With excitement Jay quickly took some sticky notes and posted them on the names below each flag. They then stood by the door waiting for the rest of the members to arrive!

Elena Jones stood outside the door to the club, waiting and looking around. Part of her wasn't really sure if she should go in, she knew she was different sure, but when she'd tried to find out what it was in a book. She just couldn't figure it out.

She wasn't asexual, she'd had one crush ever and that had taken years to form. The little booklet she'd found at the end hadn't really covered many beyond Gay, Bi, Trans, and Ace. So now Elena was here, hoping that someone inside might have the answers for her. The blue-haired girl swallowed and pushed open the door, her usual bluster had been drowned in her fear of the unknown.

Elena reached up and carefully pushed the door open, she saw someone with green hair inside, well, it was a nice colour too. Maybe she could ask where they got their hair dye, she'd been running low recently, but maybe she'd let her normal colour take over.

"Um, hi, I'm Elena. Here for the meeting?" The blue-haired girl rubbed her arms nervously and looked around, "Am I early? I didn't mean to be early, I can help you set up if you want. I'm pretty good at stuff like that."

“Im Jay, Jay Victoria. Oh and I’ve already set everything up and stuff,”” Jay said then followed by a nervous chuckle. They couldn’t give up now... After all they created this club to support other like them. Suddenly, someone else entered, “Oh, hello I’m Jay,” They said once again. “Today we’ll be playing a game, I’m actually kind of nervous since well—” Aaand their it was, mood change just like that, “First of all I want to make something clear. My pronouns are ‘they/them’ got that? If you don’t use the right pronouns you will regret it,” Jay said very darkly, but their facial expression changed all of a sudden— again.

It was such a pain in the buttocks for them to have a terrible mood changing mind. At least their anger issues are sort of getting better, last summer they punched someone in the face for not giving them their sketchbook back. Now that was definetly much better than the other things they would of done in the past. Jay then took a piece of paper and pen and gave it to the two members, “Here is the check in sheet, just put your name, year, house, and date.”

Elena took the sheet and scribbled her details down in her remarkably legible handwriting, she missed pens, maybe if she asked a couple of the professors they might let her use a pen instead. The ink got everywhere and in her opinion was a disaster waiting to happen.

Elena smiled and nodded, "They and them, got it. No worries, there were plenty of non-binary kids where I'm from, so I should be able to remember. Don't hesitate to yell at me if I slip up though."

It was sort of sad to think about the past, so many children had been kicked out of home just because of the fact they wanted to be themselves. She herself had met more than her fair share of transgender street kids and a non-binary student was almost comforting. It made the fact she hadn't met anyone like her even more confusing though, she could've sworn that they had every possible letter out there.

"So, what are we doing today? If you don't mind me asking, also is there any chance you have some kind of book or something I could read, I sort of don't know some stuff..." Elena handed the clipboard over to the other girl that had come in.

Sorrel Wright had been one of the staff team's most firm advocators about the perils of working closely with students, but above all else, a defender of persevering their innocence. Every fibre of the shy woman's being screamed out in protest at the very idea of publicly telling a group of Hogwarts children about her own sexuality when she had been treated like rubish as a child. Smoothing her shaking and sweaty palms on her dress, Sorrel looked down at her outfit in distaste.

In all truth, she had been scared of showing up to talk to the children of the club. Then she had thought about Rosie Parker and deemed the cause too important to shy away from, even if she wanted nothing more than to hide in the corner and cry. Children scared her, but maybe there was a small trace of Gryffindor courage building up in Sorrel's veins.

Sorrel's dress was rather plain by her standards, just a yellow smock that was covered in mud and dirt. In truth, she had been in the greenhouses, even though they were under Bryony's care. She had spent hours covered in dirt and muck, trying to shovel away from her sadness through the painstaking work. With every thrust of the shovel and every weed yanked out of the soil, she could almost feel normal again. She almost could feel the presence of her bird, instead of a million problems regarding the quidditch world cup and the return of figures from her past.

Sighing, Sorrel's hands shook as she reached out to pet something. Something that wasn't there. Grimacing and stifling a gasp, Sorrel felt her eyes well up. The loss of Rhys, her pet bird, hit her hard at the strangest times. Shoving her hands into the pockets of her mud covered dress, Sorrel took a step into the room and cracked a smile.

The willfulness of kind-hearted youth often took Sorrel off guard. Looking at the poster with all the flags, she felt a certain sense of pride swelling in her chest. Pride for the children of Hogwarts, who years after Sorrel had been at school, were able to finally accept each-other. In that second, Sorrel promised herself that all the children in the room were to be under her protection. What little protection that a herbology crazed woman who ran a house full of rambunctious children could provide.

Seeing Rosie Parker, Sorrel waved once, offering the child a smile bright enough to light the whole room. She paid attention to the two others, studying the blue haired girl and the one of her own house who introduced themselves as Jay.

The other girl didn't say her name, so Sorrel presumed she had already said it. Kneeling down to sign her name, Sorrel said nothing for a moment as she wrote out everything.

Then the timid professor smiled at the three children. "Hello, I'm Sorrel. I know two of you already. Jay, you're in my house, aren't you? And Rosie, I'm so glad to see you. You look very pretty today." Sorrel grinned at both of them and Elena. They were just children, what harm could they do?

"This was quite a lovely idea, and the setup is quite beautiful." Sorrel commented, overcome with her own shyness again, even though she was around children years younger.

Oh this was going to be great! Jay thought with sarcasm, but what could go wrong with their mood swings? “Today we are going to introduce ourselves once everyone is here, and then we are going to play a little guess the flag game,” Jay replied with a smile, “And I just wanted to say that I have certain mood swings... So sorry in advance if it happens,” They explained. Jay really hoped their mood swings would just end. It was very annoying. Jay suddenly realized that they were digging their nails into their palms. Ugh I have to get rid of this habit... Jay thought taking a quick look at the small scars on their palms. 

Then the door opened and Proffesor Wright entered, “Oh h-hi Proffesor,” They said as she entered, then she complemented the setup. “Thank you, it really isint much...,” Jay said with her face going a little red. No one ever complimented them. Never. Her guardian rarely complimented them, or his friends. If they did it would mostly be things like, ‘Oh I love the way you can read so fast,’ or, ‘Oh, you might grow up to be a dark witch,’ but for the second one Jay barely saw it as a compliment. 

Sonya walked into the room where this meeting was being held. She was exited to meet people who were lgbt and wanted to learn more about the community. She honestly had never really given much thought to who she liked. She just ended up liking whoever she liked and was always okay with that. Sonya was raised to be open minded and her family was as well. Her uncle was gay and her married a nice man and became part of the family, she never heard any other family members say anything bad about it. She thought it was fine to like whoever you like and wanted to meet other people who thought the same thing.

"Hello there. I'm Sonya, Sonya Carlson," she introduced herself to the people in the room with a smile. She kinda knew everyone there. Elena was in band with her, Rosie was a prefect of Hufflepuff, Professor Wright used to teach herbology, and Jane was the leader of the club. Although she never really got the chance to speak to these people, she was glad she could at least put names to faces and became a bit more relaxed. She was exited to get on with the club and meet more people.

Henry was stood outside of the club, his hands were shaking and he was attempting to control his breathing. He was only eleven, why was he here again? Oh right, because of the many conversations with his sisters about who was hotter between Thor or Loki. Definitely Thor. Henry just wanted to try and see what other people say about the topics of LGBT. His dad wasn't homophobic, just thought that he should wait till he was 18 to decide his sexuality. His reaction to walking in on his kids having a fashion show was certainly a funny one, even if Patrick (his older brother who was happily dressing up) was fully confident in his sexuality of being straight at the time, their dad had automatically shut it down and shoved the lads off to go play outside and leave the girls to it. It had just been an unspoken topic in the house that Henry has always had stereotypical traits of a "gay male", but it was just Henry, so nobody mentioned it. Now that he'd joined the cheer squad, Henry figured he might as well try to figure out this confusing ordeal.

And that's how he found himself walking into the club. Until he froze, that was. There was a professor in here, and three girls. Was he in the right place? What if he wasn't even gay? Were there other boys even in this club? Henry's mind was too busy whirring through different questions and possibilities to register that he had indeed stopped in his tracks a few cm away from the door.