Renewing rain (Open)

[nixnight]

Nix gave a small smile as nat spoke of her childhood and she tilted her head to one side a little bit ,"my parents were well known in the wizarding world but my aunt was born with about abilites so she was sent to live with my great grand who was the same, she grew up not knowing about magic until she was 20 when she was already married and had a child. Her mother then told her all about it and by then I was in the house and so she took her anger of not being a witch out on me, child abuse all round" nix said and then she softened her gaze a little bit. "it is insulting to call my aunt that but years of being starved and abused kinda gives me the right to call her that" she said in a slightly sharper voice before she took a small breath and then shook her hands out to get rid of the anger building up in her that always turned up when she thought of her childhood years.

Many thought of those years as the best of their lives and nix hated them, she only remembered being cold and hungry and hurt for 9 years after being treasured. Hogwarts has become a home and family for her, it healed her wounds and calmed her down.

[natalia]

Nat listened, knots growing in her stomach. She understood the trauma all too well that childhood might bring. She nodded. "I understand," she looked down at the small boy who was too young to be subject to the complicated world of prejudiced. "I would never hesitate in calling my brother a mudblood," she resented the name, and even though they were the same, he was deserving of every implication that came with it. Years of his abuse, his insults, the cruel mind games he played that destroyed her self image had taken a toll. She hadn't even begun to heal from it, and she continued to avoid mirrors. She didn't know the last time she had seen herself in a mirror.

[nixnight]

*I'm so sorry, I lost this and couldn't reply....*

Nix tried to stop herself from flinching at the word mudblood and her hand went close to her wand before she stopped it and mentally shook herself ,"I have issue with that word because I tend to step up and protect those who are abused by it, people used to use it on me before realising it didn't apply and then being stuck without a word to describe me. A pureblood who cared not for her blood status and was proud to be different" she said in a long breath as she pulled her hand away from the inside of her robe.

She had always gotten in to the habit of hearing thar word and them grabbing her wand and turning to where she had heard it, even as a joke she would make sure people didn't use it. It was one of the worst forms of abuse you could use on a young witch or wizard, you'd damage their self-esteem beyond repair normally with just that little word