Of course she hasn’t been told about her father health. If anything, that healer had been more curious to hear about her seemingly miraculous cure. Mira hasn’t had the time to process that change, to consider whether continuing the act of the ailing spinster was the way to go. Having been cursed at eight meant that she lacked any strategic mastermind for this.
“I don’t want to go back there” Mira declared there, that tightening feeling in her chest coming back. All of her siblings had their homes to hide in, she was the one living under the same roof as their father. What if he did something even more drastic this time? After she had been told about Imperio, she’d looked up these Unforgivable Curses. What if he used one of the others next time?! What if he made her use them on her siblings? She had been his favourite soldier in this all these years, after all. She just wanted for her and her siblings to be friends, for them to play board games together again. She wanted to go to Ollivander’s and get her actual wand and then read up on all the books she’d missed out by not going to Hogwarts. She wanted to leave the house and to never sit in that damned wheelchair again! She wanted to be given the chance to properly disappoint her father as well.
“Robin!” she addressed him again, because he was her big brother, her protector. “I don’t want to go back to him!”
With that, she dropped dramatically in her previous seat, tears burning their way out of her eyes, her chest tightening.
“I don’t want to go back there” Mira declared there, that tightening feeling in her chest coming back. All of her siblings had their homes to hide in, she was the one living under the same roof as their father. What if he did something even more drastic this time? After she had been told about Imperio, she’d looked up these Unforgivable Curses. What if he used one of the others next time?! What if he made her use them on her siblings? She had been his favourite soldier in this all these years, after all. She just wanted for her and her siblings to be friends, for them to play board games together again. She wanted to go to Ollivander’s and get her actual wand and then read up on all the books she’d missed out by not going to Hogwarts. She wanted to leave the house and to never sit in that damned wheelchair again! She wanted to be given the chance to properly disappoint her father as well.
“Robin!” she addressed him again, because he was her big brother, her protector. “I don’t want to go back to him!”
With that, she dropped dramatically in her previous seat, tears burning their way out of her eyes, her chest tightening.
“I have a very childlike rage, and a very childlike loneliness.”
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