merci d'être la personne qui m'a appris à aimer et à être aimé ✧✧✧✧✧
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ANASTASIYA TCHAÏKOVSKY IS PRETTY MUCH LIVING IN A FAIRYTALE ━━ or at least it makes her feel better to pretend that's the way it is. With an overbearing muggle mother who wants nothing more than for her daughter to become a prima ballerina, and a sickeningly father who's standing on his last leg, about to kick the bucket, the fifteen year old needs a little fantasy if she wants any chance at making it through the school year.
ANASTASIYA TCHAÏKOVSKY IS JUST GETTING BY. Like, barely. Like, one foot on the other side of the unsteady railing, holding on for dear life 'getting by'. It's not her fault that Hogwarts feels like a prison. Scratch that ━━ is a prison, a cold castle of which the faculty expect her to accept as her home . . . yet she's five years into her wizarding education and she's no happier now than the her first ride on the Hogwarts Express. So,
ANASTASIYA TCHAÏKOVSKY HAS DECIDED SHE LOATHES (yes, you heard her correctly, loathes) Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry . . . even more than the smell of boiled eggs . . . even more than Professor Snape. She's been begging for her mother to let her leave since day fucking one. The girl doesn't want to be a witch, because the fact is, it feels more a burden than a gift ━━ and don't get her wrong, sure! It was cool at first, with the flying broomsticks and magical theatrics they use to draw the children's attention in from the get-go, like the con artists they are. But now, now, Anastasiya sees right through the iridescent illusion they've so carefully constructed to hypnotize the students. She's not a kid anymore. Their tricks don't work on her, hence why,
