[hr][hr][center][h1][color=Orange]Fae Mintfree[/color][/h1][img]https://media2.giphy.com/media/gfTsImGj2fDZGDFl50/source.gif[/img][hr]
[color=orange][b]Location:[/b][/color] Compartment 15
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Fae didn't seem at all embarrassed or let down when Beatrice told her what the older Haywood had said. Quite the contrary, actually; she seemed to be even more proud than before. She was grinning cheek to cheek, running a calloused hand through her hair. In her mind, getting in trouble wasn't inherently bad, and it definitely wasn't bad the way she did it. It was, in her not-so-humble opinion, righteous defiance in the face of authority. A peculiar way of speaking truth to power, even if her fists often did the speaking, straight into the faces of other students. And, Fae being oblivious, that's how she assumed Penny, and most other people, for that matter, saw it too.

[color=orange]"Yep, that's right! I'm Hogwarts' most wanted!"[/color] she bragged, a gloating smile on her face. She looked to Elizabeth as the girl went on to make Fae herself the topic of discussion. [color=orange]"If you're not careful there, luv, I might just confuse your praisin' for flirtin'."[/color] Fae teased, giving a her friend a playful nudge with her elbow. Her smile dimmed slightly, though, when she saw the white-haired girl's face pale in the emerald light. She slid down the bench, scooching closer to her. [color=orange]"You alright there, kid? You're looking a little pale...there's really nothing to worry about. We're all going to protect you. The Aurors, Flame and I, and, erm, him,"[/color] she said, awkwardly nodding towards Barnaby. Though when she nodded towards him, she saw a familiar ginger slide in next to him from outside the compartment. Fae immediately straightened up.

[color=orange]"I'm actually not sure that is cool, gingersnap,"[/color] Fae said, her eyes narrowing into slits. She couldn't exactly explain why she disliked Paige. She respected the girl, even though she'd never admit it. The girl had a pair of ladyballs big enough to rival Fae's own. Perhaps if they'd met before she'd become friends with Mary or before Paige had become friends with Zelda, they would've gotten on fine. But they didn't. [color=orange]"In case you hadn't noticed, things are pretty tense right now, and it's our duty to look after these kids, innit? How do we know you're not just a Death Eater in with a Paige Polyjuice Potion in their system? Or, better yet, how do we know the younger Atwell hasn't followed in her dear brother's footsteps? Sorry, but we can't rightly take that risk."[/color] Fae said sternly.