- Messages
- 53
- OOC First Name
- Kris
- Blood Status
- Muggle
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- October
- Age
- 04/2032 (28)
All her life, Sia had wanted to be someone special. Had worked hard to be someone her family could take pride in, who her friends and siblings could look up to. No amount of hard work was ever going to fix this though. It had been bad enough, finding out Sully was special. Was magical. The letter had caused such a fuss, Sia had spent months waiting for the other shoe to drop and everyone to reveal it was some huge prank. The second letter had arrived with much less fanfare, and Sia had watched Rene open it with a wrenching emptiness in her stomach. Some secret part of her had been hoping, waiting, for this magic society to realize there'd been some mistake, they'd missed Sia somehow and would make it up to her. But when the letter came, it wasn't for her. This world would never be for her.
Sia gripped her mobile tightly as René made another excited noise, letting him stray further down the cobbled street as she tried to reign in her emotions. She hated being here, hated being so close to all these amazing things she couldn't touch, but it wasn't René's fault, not really. Sia pushed down the hollow feeling in her chest and slipped her useless phone into her pocket before swallowing thickly and following her youngest brother down the street. She just had to keep it together, at least until René had whatever ridiculous biting cauldron or magic hat he needed, and then she could go home and scream over how unfair it all was.
Sia gripped her mobile tightly as René made another excited noise, letting him stray further down the cobbled street as she tried to reign in her emotions. She hated being here, hated being so close to all these amazing things she couldn't touch, but it wasn't René's fault, not really. Sia pushed down the hollow feeling in her chest and slipped her useless phone into her pocket before swallowing thickly and following her youngest brother down the street. She just had to keep it together, at least until René had whatever ridiculous biting cauldron or magic hat he needed, and then she could go home and scream over how unfair it all was.