"He won't win if everyone thinks like that," Isobel snorted. "And why shouldn't he be capable of winning? Those same men have already voted in six different females for Minister of Magic in the past century even without women having the power to vote. Surely to your sensibilities, a sympathetic man could win the vote far more easily than a woman."

"I don't seem unhappy and bitter about what I have. I am unhappy and bitter. But that is perfectly fine because I have no intentions to marry because I know my value isn't intrinsically tied to having a man want me." She stopped, looking at Jessamine with a pointed expression. Because the girl before her was clearly someone who thought that. "I am my own person with my own goals and dreams. And even if I do marry one day, it isn't going to be to a man who wants to knock me down and keep me from reaching my full potential because his insecurities make him fear that I'll shine brighter than him. So why in the world would I lower my expectations? I don't think they are that high to begin with. I'm asking to be treated with respect as a human being regardless of my gender. I'd rather yearn for things as you put it than just take everything life and me laying down with no sense of my own person."