- Messages
- 60
- Wand
- Curly 9 Inch Rigid Cedar Wand with Dragon Heartstring Core
- Age
- 5/2006
July.
Anthoney had been in a relationship with Karen for two years. What had started off as a bored conversation in a club had turned into a monogamous, and very happy relationship with the muggle teacher. He was not embarrassed to say that he was smitten with her, and port keyed over to the United Kingdom almost every day to spend time with her. However, there was but one problem. Karen was a muggle. Anthoney knew this. A part of him had hoped that, perhaps she had some sort of magical connection, but she did not. He was a pureblood, from a pureblood family that looked down on muggles, and while he had never shared this ideology, he knew that telling her he was magical, and explaining to her why he never took her back to his house, or was always a little jumpy when she surprised him and rarely spoke of his family was going to be tough. He wanted to just be a muggle with her, and happily live the muggle life, but their children would be magical, and he wasn't sure he could just abandon such a large part of himself - and his own magical daughter. He couldn't do it.
Licking his lips as he entered Karen's house using his spare key, he made his way to the lounge room, and sat down on the lounge, giving himself a moments silence before alerting her of his presence. He had two important things up his sleeves. His wand, and an engagement ring. If she agreed to be his wife, he would tell her everything without failure. And if she refused to marry him, he would remain silent. It was the best he could do, quite frankly. He could not lie to her once they were married. A marriage could not be built on a lie.
"Karen!" he called. "It's Tony, could you come here, please?"
Anthoney had been in a relationship with Karen for two years. What had started off as a bored conversation in a club had turned into a monogamous, and very happy relationship with the muggle teacher. He was not embarrassed to say that he was smitten with her, and port keyed over to the United Kingdom almost every day to spend time with her. However, there was but one problem. Karen was a muggle. Anthoney knew this. A part of him had hoped that, perhaps she had some sort of magical connection, but she did not. He was a pureblood, from a pureblood family that looked down on muggles, and while he had never shared this ideology, he knew that telling her he was magical, and explaining to her why he never took her back to his house, or was always a little jumpy when she surprised him and rarely spoke of his family was going to be tough. He wanted to just be a muggle with her, and happily live the muggle life, but their children would be magical, and he wasn't sure he could just abandon such a large part of himself - and his own magical daughter. He couldn't do it.
Licking his lips as he entered Karen's house using his spare key, he made his way to the lounge room, and sat down on the lounge, giving himself a moments silence before alerting her of his presence. He had two important things up his sleeves. His wand, and an engagement ring. If she agreed to be his wife, he would tell her everything without failure. And if she refused to marry him, he would remain silent. It was the best he could do, quite frankly. He could not lie to her once they were married. A marriage could not be built on a lie.
"Karen!" he called. "It's Tony, could you come here, please?"