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Yaya Emiliano's face turned quite concerned when Piper didn't answer her questions. It must have been something that really bothered her.
"Well, my parents think that...magic will be of no use to me. They took me out of Durmstrang for the same reason, but I insisted on coming back to Europe...to continue." Constant arguing, yelling and then treaties...conditions. "But I hope I can solve it...and come back next year. I really like it...and I don't want to get apart from this school." He told her, quite a wide smile when he thought about staying.
"May I know what problems...you had at school or you still have?" He asked Piper. "I am a good listener as well. It just...seems weird that someone doesn't want to...stay here." He commented.
"...Maybe as I said, I...just went off the rhythm...Durmstrang was quite...hard, yes. But...this is sure a challenge as well." He said with a slight chuckle.
Piper's violet eyes grew even more concerned as Emiliano explained what had been going on. " Magic will be no use to you? But you are a wizard! Of course it will be of use to you! That is your life! Do they want to take that away from you?" She shook her head, her black locks flying as she imagined her parents trying to take away her life with magic. "I hope you will be able to solve it as well, I can see you really like it here, and well.. you should be allowed to continue to do what makes you happy." She said nodding emphatically, her hands coming up to press to her mouth.
She sighed a bit as she looked up at him, wondering if she should really tell him. "Well, you see.. I've been hurt here. I.. I had a boyfriend last year, but we didn't communicate at all this summer.. and now.. this year.. I know he's here. But he hasn't even tried to contact me." Piper bit her small lower lip hard, trying to keep from crying. "And... well.. I don't have many friends, I'm ignored often.. and.. no matter how how I try.. it seems like I'm not going to be happy here.Guys.. don't even look twice at me.." She bowed her head, and took deep breaths.
I'm not going to cry.. I'm not going to cry.. She repeated to herself as she moved her hands to her face.