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ArianaBlack · 11-03-2020, 05:42 AM

SPOILER!!: violet

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Originally Posted by MadAlice

Violet was taken aback by the sudden burst of enthusiasm from her professor. She had assumed he would still be in a bad mood after the chaos of their last class, but on hearing her question, he suddenly looked like a kid at a surprise birthday party. And he did know some good Muggles! Violet just knew there were some, even after last year with her father.

"Uh, well...maybe...though I don't think my grandfather would approve it. He doesn't like Muggles--my mother married one and she had to leave home. I...that is... Violet really hadn't meant to go into the particulars of her personal business with anyone, especially a teacher, but she really needed to get this straight in her head and with Miss Howard gone, there was no one else to talk to. This might be her only chance.

"My grandfather and my uncles always told me my father wasn't a nice person and they made it seem that was because he was a Muggle. So that made me mad and I didn't believe them, and I started wanting to meet him. And then about a year ago, during my first year at school, my father started writing me letters, and he asked me to meet him so we could spend some time together and get to know each other. So I....I kind of ran away from home, and I went with my father to New York. But the thing is...well, it turns out he really wasn't a very nice person. In fact, Violet thought, he was kind of a crook, but she couldn't bring herself to say that.

"And none of the other Muggles I met when I was with him were very nice, and...and I know that was probably just coincidence and that there are good Muggles and I just haven't met them, but I...I sometimes sort of started thinking that maybe my family was right, that Muggles weren't good people. And I didn't want to believe that, Violet went on in a rush, "because I'm half-Muggle and that would mean I might not be very nice either, and I don't believe it, I DON'T" Violet realized she was nearly shouting now and blushed; darn those teenage hormones.

"And I just needed to hear someone say it, that Muggles were really all right, most of them, someone who knew what they were talking about." Someone Violet trusted to tell her the truth. "And I'd really like to meet your friends, I would, but since I ran away last year, my family hasn't been letting me go anywhere much, especially alone; I mean they wouldn't even sign my Hogsmeade permission slip, and I barely got permission to go on my class field trip. So thank you all the same, but I guess I shouldn't push it with my grandfather too much, not this year, at least."

Violet sat back, stunned at her outburst--that was the most she'd said out loud, not in writing, in a long time. She hadn't meant to reveal so much. She hoped she hadn't offended Professor Schmoe or made him think she was some sort of Pureblood snob. But she felt better that he had said some of his Muggle friends were the best people he knew.

Errrrrr..............................

Finneas did not know how to respond to this. He usually didn't know how to respond to things, to be fair, but this was a lot. This was a lot more than usual, even. So instead of responding he simply sat there in the silence and blinked. A few times. Or maybe several times.

There was a lot to unpack here.

"Heh. Well." He scratched his head, shifting around uncomfortably in the beanbag chair that he was far too long to sit on properly. His lanky limbs dangled off the cushioned seat and he uhhhhhh was still uncertain of how to proceed forward. Er. "It, er, well... Not all wizards are good either, yes? So er... You know, there's good and bad everywhere. But in my experience, we cannot write off a whole people unless we have devoted the time to get to know them ourselves."

He didn't know if this was a proper reply to any of what she said, but quite frankly... He was tired (TM). The exhaustion of the earlier debacle had caught up to him and now this. It was a rough day.

11-03-2020, 05:42 AM	#16 (permalink)
ArianaBlack Ashwinder Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: #ff5470 \| #3b2f2f Posts: 13,746 Hogwarts RPG Name: Laini Gracae-Ryans Slytherin Seventh Year x10 x1	doesn't proofread tweets \| #wrongaboutcereal \| #siriusly? \| emo to the extremo SPOILER!!: violet Quote: Originally Posted by MadAlice Violet was taken aback by the sudden burst of enthusiasm from her professor. She had assumed he would still be in a bad mood after the chaos of their last class, but on hearing her question, he suddenly looked like a kid at a surprise birthday party. And he did know some good Muggles! Violet just knew there were some, even after last year with her father. "Uh, well...maybe...though I don't think my grandfather would approve it. He doesn't like Muggles--my mother married one and she had to leave home. I...that is... Violet really hadn't meant to go into the particulars of her personal business with anyone, especially a teacher, but she really needed to get this straight in her head and with Miss Howard gone, there was no one else to talk to. This might be her only chance. "My grandfather and my uncles always told me my father wasn't a nice person and they made it seem that was because he was a Muggle. So that made me mad and I didn't believe them, and I started wanting to meet him. And then about a year ago, during my first year at school, my father started writing me letters, and he asked me to meet him so we could spend some time together and get to know each other. So I....I kind of ran away from home, and I went with my father to New York. But the thing is...well, it turns out he really wasn't a very nice person. In fact, Violet thought, he was kind of a crook, but she couldn't bring herself to say that. "And none of the other Muggles I met when I was with him were very nice, and...and I know that was probably just coincidence and that there are good Muggles and I just haven't met them, but I...I sometimes sort of started thinking that maybe my family was right, that Muggles weren't good people. And I didn't want to believe that, Violet went on in a rush, *"because I'm* half-Muggle and that would mean I might not be very nice either, and I don't believe it, I DON'T" Violet realized she was nearly shouting now and blushed; darn those teenage hormones. "And I just needed to hear someone say it, that Muggles were really all right, most of them, someone who knew what they were talking about." Someone Violet trusted to tell her the truth. "And I'd really like to meet your friends, I would, but since I ran away last year, my family hasn't been letting me go anywhere much, especially alone; I mean they wouldn't even sign my Hogsmeade permission slip, and I barely got permission to go on my class field trip. So thank you all the same, but I guess I shouldn't push it with my grandfather too much, not this year, at least." Violet sat back, stunned at her outburst--that was the most she'd said out loud, not in writing, in a long time. She hadn't meant to reveal so much. She hoped she hadn't offended Professor Schmoe or made him think she was some sort of Pureblood snob. But she felt better that he had said some of his Muggle friends were the best people he knew. Errrrrr.............................. Finneas did not know how to respond to this. He usually didn't know how to respond to things, to be fair, but this was a lot. This was a lot more than usual, even. So instead of responding he simply sat there in the silence and blinked. A few times. Or maybe several times. There was a lot to unpack here. "Heh. Well."** He scratched his head, shifting around uncomfortably in the beanbag chair that he was far too long to sit on properly. His lanky limbs dangled off the cushioned seat and he uhhhhhh was still uncertain of how to proceed forward. Er. "It, er, well... Not all wizards are good either, yes? So er... You know, there's good and bad everywhere. But in my experience, we cannot write off a whole people unless we have devoted the time to get to know them ourselves." He didn't know if this was a proper reply to any of what she said, but quite frankly... He was tired (TM). The exhaustion of the earlier debacle had caught up to him and now this. It was a rough day. __________________