Ruby was lucky for not being a third son or a son at all because she wouldn't have survived in the world when her only skills were art and divination. She was lucky to be born a woman, because women could afford to be useless, as long as they could find a good husband. Everyone kept saying that, at least, and Ruby had absorbed any opinion that proved that she was a useless and terrible human being.
She always found the story her parents' love very romantic and she yearned to experience something like this herself. For someone young and attractive and from a wealthy family to choose her and save her from her miserable life. She didn't feel capable of saving herself, in spite of being a Gryffindor. She had become a different girl from the one sorted at age eleven.
"Mama was so lucky to find you. And you, Mama," Ruby commented, not looking at her father but instead at the Lovers card. "I don't think I'll be quite so lucky as you were. I don't think anyone would want to marry me."
She swallowed an urge to tear up and added: "Unless I travel somewhere far away, like you did."
She always found the story her parents' love very romantic and she yearned to experience something like this herself. For someone young and attractive and from a wealthy family to choose her and save her from her miserable life. She didn't feel capable of saving herself, in spite of being a Gryffindor. She had become a different girl from the one sorted at age eleven.
"Mama was so lucky to find you. And you, Mama," Ruby commented, not looking at her father but instead at the Lovers card. "I don't think I'll be quite so lucky as you were. I don't think anyone would want to marry me."
She swallowed an urge to tear up and added: "Unless I travel somewhere far away, like you did."
set by MJ