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sure, pausing to think was an action. But that wasn't what the ministry was doing while she was being tortured and kidnapped and threatened. Oh, no. They weren't 'stopping to think'. They weren't thinking about all possible routes to save her. They weren't even 'being cautious'. They were doing nothing on purpose, and they were actively helping the perpetrators in doing so. And that inaction was an action in and of itself.

Ash didn't believe for a second that the government had come to save her. They had come to save the purebloods. They had came to save face. They had came to save themselves from the backlash they would receive when their involvement with the pureblood supremacists became public knowledge that everyone could see. But her? No. If her suffering was the only reason to come, they'd have left her there to die. They'd have left her friends and family to die. Enough of this 'be grateful! All the adults came to save you!' nonsense. She was sick of it. It left a burning taste on her tongue.

"pausing is a decision. An alright one, i guess. But half the time, 'thinking' is a cover for ignoring the problem." wasn't it sickening? How all these people could feel guilt, feel it weighing on their conscience? They felt bad as they watched an entire group of people get hurt like this, ash was sure they did. Then why. did. they. Not. do. Anything.

now would be a great time for that hot cocoa. It was soothing. Soothing enough to stop her from having another moment of screaming and running? Maybe. Maybe not. Only time could tell.

Finneas could understand why it felt like this. Even he was disappointed in the lack of immediate response, but errr... Perhaps there was more to the story than either of them would ever know. And, er, perhaps Finneas Schmoe liked to give people the benefit of the doubt, even when it was often times unwarranted. But, well, aNyWaY.

"That can, er, that can also be true, yes," he nodded, twitching whilst the cup of coacoa was in his hand and nearly spilling it all over his floor. Fortunately, he only spilled a little bit on his hand, but er. It did burn and he did pull a face in reaction. Perhaps he ought to magic the hot chocolate towards her, but then again he was Schmoe. Schmoe, he carried it all the way over to her instead, his hand shaking a little as he held the cup out for her.

And for what it is worth, "I'm proud of you, Ms. Fox. No matter what was said, despite anyone's false narratives, you belong here." Maybe more than some of the rest of them did.

Her words got him to thinking though - not a new thought, but one that had been floating around in his head for quite some time now. One that made him debate the decision to come back to the castle this year and one that kept him up at night, debating whether or not he ought to return next year. Was staying at Hogwarts inaction on his part? He, er, he wasn't sure. Despite the outcome of the war, the ideologies revealed though the previous regime were here to stay. They had always been present, of course, but they weren't hidden any more.

The wizarding world still needed people to be fighting the good fight. Maybe Schmoe needed to be fighting the good fight too.
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