"Glad you asked, Evans," he replied to Lily, reverting to her surname for the sake of her appearances. He wasn't always a prat, after all. "Thing is, our Head Boy is a pureblood supremacist git and I feel like it'll just be a matter of time before he tries to push those bloody ideas on other students and clubs, and maybe even Professors. It was already hushed up before it could get out, but this wasn't the first attack like this." He paused for effect, looking to his mates for encouragement, to make sure that they thought what he was saying and intended to do was the right thing. It wasn't typical of James to question himself, but in such an important situation, he needed the support of his very best mates.
A few murmurs and some whispered conversations started after his last sentence, and even a few disbelieving looks were tossed his way. But James didn't back down. Looking seriously at all of them, he raised his voice an octave and added: "Some of you know that my dad works in the Ministry, and I've been hearing things about a similar kidnap and attack that happened just before this one, so you lot need to be aware that it's already starting to turn into a trend." It honestly wasn't that often that James would spew his thoughts like this so publically, but he desperately wanted to do something about this and make the truth known. It was closer to him than anyone might have thought, as he again passed a fleeting look over to Lily.