Theme # 36: Muggle


There should have been nothing special about her. He had, from day one, been brought up to believe that anyone who came of a muggle family was worthless. But she did not look it and, try as he might, he could not bring himself to think of her, that way. He liked the black of her hair, the way her skin was slightly tanned, and the dimples that showed up when she smiled, which she did often.

The Slytherin warmed his hands in front of the fireplace, wondering when the status of blood had first become a cause of separation.