- Messages
- 1,830
- OOC First Name
- Ana
- Blood Status
- Muggleborn
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Wand
- Straight 12.5'' Flexible Larch Wand with Dragon Heartstring Core
- Age
- 22
Harper had been a little apprehensive about the break. Would it be strange, she wondered, to come home and see all her friends starting their adult lives while she still had a semester of school left? What was she supposed to say when they asked about her own plans? Thankfully, most of her worries had been over nothing. It was surprisingly easy to pick things back up with her muggle friends, and Harper was able to fend off most questions about her future with a few vague shrugs and noncommittal answers. Everyone seemed more intent on celebrating the present and making the most of this last summer together, and that suited her just fine.
But as Harper bounced between graduation parties and nostalgia-fueled get-togethers, her mind wandered to the future. She couldn't avoid the questions about her post-grad plans forever. For years now, Harper had told herself that she would be able to stop lying to her muggle friends once she graduated. But it was quickly becoming clear that was not true. If she became an auror as she'd planned, the lies would have to continue. Maybe they would never stop. The easiest thing, then, would be to just pick a world — muggle or magical — and stick to it. And yet Harper couldn't imagine ever making that choice.
Which begged the question, how did other muggleborns and muggle-raised kids choose? Harper glanced over at Nikko, the question on the tip of her tongue. They had spent the last several minutes catching up and trading stories at a café near his place, and she didn't want to ask her question and bring the mood down. This was her first time seeing Nikko in months, and it would be selfish to monopolize the conversation with her own problems. Better to forget the question and just enjoy the sun and her friend's company. At the same time, she couldn't not ask. "Can I ask you something?" Harper finally said, her finger tracing nervous circles in the condensation on her cup. "Do you ever miss the muggle world?"
But as Harper bounced between graduation parties and nostalgia-fueled get-togethers, her mind wandered to the future. She couldn't avoid the questions about her post-grad plans forever. For years now, Harper had told herself that she would be able to stop lying to her muggle friends once she graduated. But it was quickly becoming clear that was not true. If she became an auror as she'd planned, the lies would have to continue. Maybe they would never stop. The easiest thing, then, would be to just pick a world — muggle or magical — and stick to it. And yet Harper couldn't imagine ever making that choice.
Which begged the question, how did other muggleborns and muggle-raised kids choose? Harper glanced over at Nikko, the question on the tip of her tongue. They had spent the last several minutes catching up and trading stories at a café near his place, and she didn't want to ask her question and bring the mood down. This was her first time seeing Nikko in months, and it would be selfish to monopolize the conversation with her own problems. Better to forget the question and just enjoy the sun and her friend's company. At the same time, she couldn't not ask. "Can I ask you something?" Harper finally said, her finger tracing nervous circles in the condensation on her cup. "Do you ever miss the muggle world?"