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Also, I don’t support, nor do I condone JKR’s behaviour towards trans people! I just like Harry Potter!
(Listen to this while reading for a more interactive experience)
Sweet, warm Hufflepuff.
This sunbeam of a house is sure to bring your mood up in a matter of minutes with their kind words, and lack of judgement.
However, Hufflepuffs may sometimes display an odd phenomenon where they reserve their harsh words and judgement for themselves.
If this is the case, you have a blue Hufflepuff on your hands.
You can identify a blue Hufflepuff by the way they stifle their own laughter, or begin withdrawing for fear of being bothersome. Symptomes include but are not limited to: quietness, frequent apologies, tear-stained cheeks, stress baking, and in severe cases, tummy aches.
A healthy Hufflepuff will typically be humming to themselves, and buzzing around like a bumblebee. You will know your Hufflepuff is in dire need of treatment for blue if they see a cat stretching, and do not say ‘Ooooooh, big stretch!’.
Not to worry, there is a simple treatment. Much like the Gryffindor, the Hufflepuff values both stimulation and comfort. Try to achieve both of these in the treatment. A suggested treatment would be to invite them to do something new, such as hopping on the train to visit a new town for a calming afternoon out. Encourage flower-smelling and dog-petting whenever possible.
You will be able to detect a Hufflepuff’s improving state when the glitter of life returns to their eyes. Do not try to speed up the recovery process, they may become overstimulated, and will cry. (The author suggests you do not make your Hufflepuff cry unless you want a target from every house on your back).
With thorough attention, hugs, and perhaps even a sweet treat; your Hufflepuff will rise to full health once again, and get back to being the little bumblebee they are.
This made me cry but in a good way, art.
Hogwarts houses not as your defining trait but the way you survived your childhood — the way you coped with your trauma.
Ravenclaw is the book you buried your nose in as you put one foot in front of the other. They are the children who stayed under the bed with flashlights to catch the monster under the bed. They are the children who came to believe themselves to be monsters. Ravenclaw is a room where you store all the things you try to forget. It’s spending years trying to think your way out of that room. Its knowing the world is a vicious place and finding wonder in it anyways.
Slytherin is keeping your head down and your eyes open. It’s blood in your mouth and venom on your tongue. Slytherin is being sharp and precise and deadly as a snake because there’s no other way to survive. It’s knowing there’s no space for you in this world unless you’re willing to carve it out. They are the children who learned to bide their time. To wait for the perfect moment to strike. To go in for the kill. Slytherin is knowing there is no justice in this world unless you make it.
Gryffindor is a tightly clenched fist to keep your hands from shaking. Its children who used to hide under the bed. Children who swore they’d never let anyone make them afraid again. Gryffindor is raised eyebrows and hackles. It’s children who know fear like a second skin. They wrap themselves in it like a home. Gryffindor is digging your toes into the earth and widening your stance. It’s matching the lions predatory gaze with a challenge of your own and clenching your jaw so it doesn’t tremble.
Hufflepuff is a pair of trembling hands that hold on tight. It’s knowing that caring leads to betrayal and deciding to care anyways. It’s tear stains and heart strings boldly on display. It’s knowing life isn’t fair but choosing to try anyway. They are the children that know the world is cruel. They are the children that love it anyway.