Disclaimer: Not my characters, not my anything except for the vague idea of the story.
I always knew what I never wanted; I am not a princess-type girl and that 'Prince Charming-fairytale ending' life was definitely not for me. Sure, when you're a six year old girl the stories make you smile, but none of them are real; real life doesn't work that way.
In these "charming" fairytales, all girls are capable of is whining or crying about the miserable state of their lives and waiting for some guy – a "Prince" – to come make it all better. Why should girls have to be 'in distress' to get a guy and why should the guys be the ones to do all the fun stuff? Why aren't we ladies ever shown to be capable of being anything other than pretty and generally good with animals? Kind of sucks for the girls who are not conventionally pretty though, don't you think? And, what about girls who don't like animals (are there any?), or the ones who may actually prefer monsters to fluffy bunnies and sleek unicorns (again, probably not many of those). What are they to do; bide their time until they become the wicked old hag, or will a Prince find them too? It feels like all we girls are supposed to do is bide our time until we can find a guy willing and able to take care of us…parents, caring though they are, only seem to enforce this. How is any of that to lead to 'happily ever after'?
I knew I didn't want any of it; I don't have the patience for a dull, suburban fairytale and I'm certainly not going to wait around for my "Prince". I always knew that if he ever did find me, he better be able to keep up, for however long he stuck around, because I never intended to be dependent on a guy; I am fully capable of fighting my own battles and slaying my own dragons (though the Ministry is likely to look down on that one…).
I never wanted to be rescued. I never believed love could last. I never wanted 'happily ever after'. I never wanted James Potter.
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