I'm sure there was probably some sort of disclosure law that said he had to tell his potential employers of his condition. Obviously it wasn't open knowledge in the small community that is Wizarding Britain (if it can only produce enough children for graduating classes of about forty including Muggleborn, it's a very small community) or the first student who mentioned professor Lupin in a letter home would have touched off the scandal early.
As I said, he acted in a reprehensibly careless manner, but I managed to go to a speach and debate tournament at night in the middle of the winter (something I never do because I'm allergic to smoke and fireplaces and wood stoves are a primary heating mode for a lot of people where I live) and even worse, I managed to let my medication run out and my cell phone die. I still have the scars on my wrists, and whatever I did, (I don't remember these seizures) I succeeded in making myself a laughingstock. i may not turn into something with fangs, but I had to have had my hands on an edged weapon at some point during that. Mind, I was sixteen, but my parents and grandmother knew my health issues too, and allowed the same things to happen. When most sick people screw up, they're the only ones hurt, so most people never know. There are more consequences for people who can hurt others when they screw up, but no one is perfect.
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Date: 2008-09-05 11:00 pm (UTC)As I said, he acted in a reprehensibly careless manner, but I managed to go to a speach and debate tournament at night in the middle of the winter (something I never do because I'm allergic to smoke and fireplaces and wood stoves are a primary heating mode for a lot of people where I live) and even worse, I managed to let my medication run out and my cell phone die. I still have the scars on my wrists, and whatever I did, (I don't remember these seizures) I succeeded in making myself a laughingstock. i may not turn into something with fangs, but I had to have had my hands on an edged weapon at some point during that. Mind, I was sixteen, but my parents and grandmother knew my health issues too, and allowed the same things to happen. When most sick people screw up, they're the only ones hurt, so most people never know. There are more consequences for people who can hurt others when they screw up, but no one is perfect.