We were meant to be cold, heartless, uncaring. Why couldn't I fit the mold of my ancestors? The perfect, unfeeling mold of my lovely incestuous ancestors.
That life wasn't meant for me. I knew it by the time I was old enough to attend parties with my father.
I hated the way the people at those parties spoke about others.
"Mudblood."
"Creature."
"Half-blood."
I did not know for years that I was friends with some of the people who met these requirements perfectly. By that time, I wouldn't have surrendered my friends for anything. Why should I not be friends with Teddy or Rose? Why shouldn't I be more than friends with Albus?
I might not have been a Hufflepuff or a Gryffindor, but I will stand by my friends to the end.
The Globetrotter Drabble Competition II: Auckland, New Zealand.
The Animal Challenge/Competition: Otter: Laughter and curiosity. Write about children. Alt, write about any Next Gen character.
Monthly Drabble a Thon - revamped - Challenge, Magical Words: Mudblood.
Essie Nail Polish Names Challenge: Cascade Cool.
The Spell, Curse and Charm Challenge/Competition, Renervate.
The Ten Times Ten Challenge, Emotion: Loyalty.