- Messages
- 489
- OOC First Name
- Daphne
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Engaged
- Sexual Orientation
- Straight (Zoe)
- Wand
- Knotted 12 Inch Rigid Ebony Wand with Acromantula Web Core
- Age
- 10/2032 (29)
It was hard to believe that Theodore's fifth year had begun, and that his brother still wasn't talking to him. He hated the silence and the loneliness, and hated that he didn't know how to fix it. It seemed he had hurt Edmund more than he had ever imagined, and sometimes he wished he could go back to do it all over. But he couldn't, and it was almost a relief to be back at Hogwarts where he didn't have to see his brother all the time. The two of them had barely said two words to each other, even while being in the same house for months. Their parents had tried to get them to talk, but so far, it hadn't done any good. Theodore now tended to stay away from where his brother was, and he was starting to feel a simmering resentment towards Edmund. Sure, he knew he was the one who had messed up, but his brother wasn't giving him an inch. They were supposed to be twins, and twins forgave each other.
Theodore was trying to focus on the book he was reading. It was interesting, as it was about magical fauna from different continents. But he couldn't help but feel like Edmund would have liked this book as well, and the thought of how they used to read everything together made him sad. He pushed his glasses up his nose, a way he had decided to differentiate himself from his brother, and tried to look more closely at the page as if that would make focusing easier. All it did was make him squint even with his glasses on, and his thoughts soon started drifting again. He had found a quiet corner in the library to read, but it was difficult to do so when his own mind wouldn't stop tormenting him. He wished he could talk to someone, and had even glanced over at the school counsellor's office door a few times. But he wasn't that desperate, and knew the woman had nothing to say to him that would actually help. He let out a small sigh before he turned the page, even if he had barely processed any of the information on the previous page.
Theodore was trying to focus on the book he was reading. It was interesting, as it was about magical fauna from different continents. But he couldn't help but feel like Edmund would have liked this book as well, and the thought of how they used to read everything together made him sad. He pushed his glasses up his nose, a way he had decided to differentiate himself from his brother, and tried to look more closely at the page as if that would make focusing easier. All it did was make him squint even with his glasses on, and his thoughts soon started drifting again. He had found a quiet corner in the library to read, but it was difficult to do so when his own mind wouldn't stop tormenting him. He wished he could talk to someone, and had even glanced over at the school counsellor's office door a few times. But he wasn't that desperate, and knew the woman had nothing to say to him that would actually help. He let out a small sigh before he turned the page, even if he had barely processed any of the information on the previous page.