Please stop you're scaring me {Ravenclaws}

The 13 year old boy sat quietly in his chair reading a book on quidditch tactics. Donald was paying especially close attention to the section on seekers. He wished to join the Ravenclaw team this year as a seeker and was determined to do all he could to ensure that he would get that position. The youngster felt that he was a confident enough flyer to achieve it and he knew that flying was something you just can’t learn from a book. But he was sure he had the skills and talent needed but anything that could give an extra edge.

His thoughts were interrupted by an older girl storming into the common room. The 3rd year didn’t really know her that well but was sure her name was Hannah or Henna or something like that. She seemed to be in a bad mood and it probably would not be a good idea to get her name wrong or, for that matter, talk to her. The Welsh wizard just gave her a slightly irritated look for disturbing him by storming in.

Donnie wondered what had gotten the young lady so worked up. The Ravenclaw boy soon got his answer when the girl started ranting about the Ministry. Don had read about the Ministry and their plans to register creatures for public safety. It seemed a bit concerning to the youngster if he was honest.

While he could understand the need to register werewolves for public safety the tests to see if a ghost, troll or hag can hold a work position was a bit odd. Wasn’t that up to the bosses to decided rather than the Government? He didn’t know. The youngster was also unsure about the Veela register too. Wasn’t it meant for their own safety?

The young lad bit his lip as he looked at the girl. His curiosity did want to fiond out why she was so irate over the idea. He supposed that if the Government wanted a register of Welsh people he would be pretty upset too. Donald looked at Henna when she asked if he had anything to say about this and looked at them daring them to react. The Welsh boy looked around the common room and saw a few of the first years seemed a bit scared.

What he did next he would never figure about if he was being very brave or very stupid but he let his curiosity get the better of him. He supposed that he was being a bit of a typical Ravenclaw in a way, either that or having an older sister made him a bit braver confronting angry older girls than he otherwise would have been.

”I know you are angry but you are upsetting some of the first years....” Donnie said not sounding entirely sure that he was doing the right thing in confronting her. Maybe she would hex him? The 13 year old kept his hand by his wand just in case he needed to react fast to try and defend himself. ”...but I am curious....isn’t this meant to be protecting us from Werewolves and keeping the Veelas safe?” he asked in a inquiring fashion.

((OC: 500+ words))