This goes along with this story in the event that you haven’t read it, to alleviate confusion.

After I had met this boyfriend in person, he divulged to me that he was (obviously illegally) obtaining opioids from the brother of a friend of his. This was not something that I had suspected while spending time in person, and I don’t think I would have suspected a thing at all had he not casually told me about it. He must have very been good at hiding, and balancing, what was clearly an addiction, as he was almost completely cavalier about divulging this information to me. Because he actually named the friend, I was able to find her by looking through who he had friended on social media — at the time, this was MySpace. I reached out to her and told her that I had some information about her brother that I thought she should know, and I gave her that information. She confirmed that I had contacted the right person and that the person with the prescription for opioids was indeed her brother. There came up the concern that he was being… for lack of a better way to put it, taken advantage of by who was at the time my boyfriend in vulnerable states, or in a vulnerable state. She thanked me for reaching out to her to tell her this — she’d honestly had no idea that this was even occurring — and told me that she, and his family, would work harder to ensure that he was not put in circumstances where this would happen. I told her that I felt bad that this was even happening and had reached out to her for that reason. And needless to say, this was the end of that relationship.

When he found out that would no longer be able to obtain the opioids that he had freely and regularly been obtaining up until that point, he got mad. And after he got mad, he tried to convince people that I had lied and made all of this up. His friend then pointed out that I knew about her brother (who was not mentioned on her MySpace) and knew what medication he had been prescribed, and she questioned how I would correctly have been able to put all of that together if I were not telling the truth. I would literally have had to guess that she had a brother, that he had a chronic disease that required the use of opioids to decrease pain, and that he was the one who had been supplying the person who, at the time, had been my boyfriend with them. Some time in the immediate aftermath of this, she ended her friendship with who had become my ex-boyfriend over what he had done and how he had responded to it when his access to this drug was cut off.

She also confirmed that his mother had left the state around when her benefits were being investigated.

If I weren’t staunchly opposed to all of J.K. Rowling’s works by now due to her transantagonism, I would definitely say that Hufflepuff might be my second house. In two circumstances I did what was right because it needed to be done, even though it was hard for me to do, and because the circumstances were both far cries from “splitting hairs” on. These were very clear cases of agencies, or people, being taken advantage of.