Velda Adams despises everything that has to do with ignorance, rudeness, disrespect and discrimination. Or all in all; everything that Regulus Arcturus Black embodies.
Regulus Black despises everything that has to do with mudbloods, stubbornness, bo...
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People hate because they're ignorant, they're taught to hate by the ignorant people that raised them in this ignorant world. Witches and wizards were taught that there are several differences between their blood but that is not the truth, neither are there several races. There is only one race and everyone is part of that single race; the human race.
Some of them see themselves superior to others, they teach others to hate because they thought that this was the best. Everyone only does things because they think that it would be best but it wasn't, it was bad for everyone.
No one is born hating another person, there is no gene for racism, for hate or for discrimination. People must learn to hate and if they can learn to hate, they can unlearn to hate. They can be taught to love.
Everyone has to unlearn the ignorance, the ignorance that you're better or worse than someone because of their skin colour or their blood. They have to learn how to teach love, as it is more natural than its opposite. But sometimes, Velda asked herself, if people are worth saving. Are they worthy and capable of love?
Meadows words had stuck with her, sometimes, a little bit of kindness is all you need, to reveal a part of themselves you have never seen before.
Velda wondered, if her words were true. Sure, there are some quiet and reserved people, she bet that they might open up a little if you keep treating them with kindness but not everyone could be helped, right?
Her perfect negative example was Regulus Black, he always was. He wouldn't stop appearing in her thoughts, no matter how much she tried to avoid him. It was bizarre, the past years she had seen him in some classes, the great hall and while playing Quidditch, it had been enough for him to get on her nerves but this year? He was everywhere. In her classes, in the hallway, in the library studying with her, Quidditch captain, her thoughts. He would't leave her alone.
It made her angry. Which wasn't quite hard as she was rather impulsive sometimes.
But it was a different sort of anger, an anger she couldn't quite describe.
"I don't get why you're so angry, honestly it was a simple statement," Velda watched Regulus smirk widen.
They stood in front of the Quidditch changing rooms. It would be Ravenclaw's first game this year, Ravenclaw against Hufflepuff. She had been in a good mood this morning and up until a few minutes ago when the devil himself decided to cross her way and tell her all of his imaginations how they would loose.
"You're getting on my nerves, Black and now move out of the way or I'll punch you with the Beater's bat."
"Just like you did with Crabbe in fourth year?" Velda saw that he was trying to hold in his laugh, she couldn't help but suppress her own grin as she thought back to that day.
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