Aboli knew what he ask before he finished, and she could have answered, too. Because she had already spent countless nights pouring it over with herself, in her mind and in her soul. "No." Her answer was firm, and her jaw set as she glanced over at him.

"Absolutely not. It would be unwise this early on. I will do what I'm told to stay alive. For my brother, who's a third year, and my boyfriend...who...is a muggleborn. I can't go dying for being stupid." And she gave him a look. A look that said he should do the same. HE wasn't pureblood. "You need not step out line. Not with darkness in sight. There's no light at the end of tunnel." Yet. "So don't you go talking about that stuff. Seriously, kid." Her tone had gotten almost stern as she spoke.

There were better ways to cause the demise of a cause you didn't believe besides outright rebellion. At least, in her opinion.