"What do you need boy robes for?" inquires Madam Malkins.
"I'm sometimes a boy," the girl explains.
"What?"
"Look—"
"At least there's a convenient target?" says Thea. "If you don't get corrupted by them."
"There is that," she concedes. "I'm sure some people could get past that little issue, though."
"What, and then go on to hate other muggleborns? Where's the sense in that?"
"I mean there aren't any cliques here and dominant people and people telling their parents about the weird genderfluid kid."
"Okay, but, I don't think I'm going to just ignore you when we get to Hogwarts either."
"Yeah because there you won't have your cliques already ready. It's a new start for everyone."
"– So you're going to be the pariah like always but one who has a social group?"
"Would've been better if someone'd decided to come explain, but alas."
Nod.
"– So, do you want to try another charm? You seemed excited for magic."