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APRIL 22nd, 1997

"Hi, Father," I whisper, offering a soft smile. "It's been a little while since I've come to... talk. I hope you don't mind, it's just that I've had a busy few days, and I needed to catch proper sleep." I glance down at the coffee that appears before me. This happens often, but I'm still not sure if it's him or my consciousness that's doing it. Or if there's even a difference between the two. "But I'm here now."

I don't get a response, not that I was expecting one.

"Though... That probably doesn't bother you much. Nothing affects you," I try at a dry laugh, but my smile slips away quickly. "I—I've been so confused lately, and I don't really have anyone to talk to about it. Blaise is..." I shake my head. "He's upset with me, but it's so stupid. And Pansy and I have been fighting for a while."

I glance up at him warily. "If I tell you why, would you judge me? I mean, I know you won't say anything. I know you won't even nod or shake your head, but... You never judged me before. I just hope that hasn't changed."

I look back down to the coffee, wondering if the smell of the beans is a trick my mind is playing on myself or not.

"It was about the whole blood thing, in a way. Blood purity. Pansy has a girlfriend, Verona. They've been seeing each other for... more than five months, I think. Pansy's had a crush on her since at least fifth year, but I never thought it was serious. Not even when they got together." I give a slight shrug, tracing my finger over the handle of my coffee cup. "I just always assumed they were having fun, getting that first relationship out of the way. I mean, I know they both know it never could have been forever. Forget the fact they're seventeen, Pansy's parents would never let her marry much less date a half-blood, and just as much not a girl."

I dip my finger into the liquid to see how hot it is. It burns for half a second, and then my finger just turns numb.

"And I never expected Pansy to want that, anyway. I mean, sure, I knew she wouldn't ever want to end up with a guy, even if her parents want her to. I didn't think she'd want that with a half-blood."

"I just... I don't get it. You and Mother both always told me that blood purity is important. You told me that it's important to protect traditions—that just like how we will never understand Muggles, they'll never understand us. That Muggleborns aren't raised with the same values and understanding of magic, that half-bloods aren't either. You told me that."

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