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- OOC First Name
- Jasmine :-)
- Wand
- 11", Ash and essence of Griffon Claw
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Gavriil stepped lightly down the carpeted hall, cursing the irony of having to break into his own family home. But t had to be done: he needed his wand. With it, he could start a new life beside his beloved new wife. Without it, he couldn't even protect himself from his own family. the young Russian's mind flickeredback to his fateful wedding night, when in the early hours of the morning, in the most innocuous of circumstances, he had discovered the truth about his new bride. She was a Muggle.
Even now, the fact seemed incomprehensible. It challenged all of his preconceptions; that wizards were supreme, that mudbloods and Muggles were filth, unworthy to even exist . . . all of these were destroyed. But it was true, and it was the reason that Gavriil would never again be safe around his family. He had forgiven Lilian because he loved her, and because she was wonderful. His large pureblood family hadn't been so lenient. And the most chilling thought of all? If Gavriil hadn't forgotten his wand in the headlong rush to get married after discovering Lilian's pregnancy, he still wouldn't know that alarming truth.
The mansion was silent, nothing moved in the frigid night. But as Gavriil reached his bedroom door, he thought he heard a pair of footsteps that didn't belong to him. He froze. Who could it be?
Gavriil stepped lightly down the carpeted hall, cursing the irony of having to break into his own family home. But t had to be done: he needed his wand. With it, he could start a new life beside his beloved new wife. Without it, he couldn't even protect himself from his own family. the young Russian's mind flickeredback to his fateful wedding night, when in the early hours of the morning, in the most innocuous of circumstances, he had discovered the truth about his new bride. She was a Muggle.
Even now, the fact seemed incomprehensible. It challenged all of his preconceptions; that wizards were supreme, that mudbloods and Muggles were filth, unworthy to even exist . . . all of these were destroyed. But it was true, and it was the reason that Gavriil would never again be safe around his family. He had forgiven Lilian because he loved her, and because she was wonderful. His large pureblood family hadn't been so lenient. And the most chilling thought of all? If Gavriil hadn't forgotten his wand in the headlong rush to get married after discovering Lilian's pregnancy, he still wouldn't know that alarming truth.
The mansion was silent, nothing moved in the frigid night. But as Gavriil reached his bedroom door, he thought he heard a pair of footsteps that didn't belong to him. He froze. Who could it be?