Sally-Anne Perks (sallycanwait) wrote in eighth_rpg, @ 2010-12-02 19:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | backstory, sally-anne perks |
Who: Sally-Anne Perks, Marcia Perks (NPC) and Carlton Perks (NPC)
What: Awkward Dinner Conversation
Where: Perks Residence
When: December 24, 1997 (Backstory)
Rating: Low
“How come we never got a house elf?” Carlton, plowing through his Christmas Eve supper as if wild wolves threatened to steal it from him if he hesitated.
Sally-Anne watched him from the corner of her eye as she tried to enjoy her own meal. “Why would you want some strange little creature hobbling about the house?” She understood that many pureblood families chose to own house elves to cook and clean as opposed to hiring help. In fact, they argued it was their right as wizards to do so. But Sally found the whole thing unsettling. Not because she necessary cared about house elves. But any idiot knew that if you enslaved another and forced them to do your bidding, it was only a matter of time before they rebel and doing something crazy. It seemed incredibly unsafe.
“Besides. We have magic. It’s not like it takes all that much work to do basic chores ourselves.” Frankly, Sally enjoyed cooking and was strong enough with her other domestic spells to get the rest of her household tasks out of the way rather quickly. Her brother, Carlton, on the other hand could barely feed himself or launder his robes, so perhaps she could understand his need for assistance.
Carlton simply grunted and continued eating, clearly not finding it worth his time to continue discussing it. Their mother, on the other hand, had a more interesting topic waiting on her tongue.
“Speaking of magic, have either of you been following some of the Ministry’s most recent social initiatives?” As she spoke, she helped herself to a second helping of mashed potatoes. “It appears that individuals who fail to provide proper lineage documents to the Registration Committee are being sent to trial.”
Sally had been following some of the changes the Ministry had been enacting, but more on the school level. She knew that Muggleborn students had not been allowed to enroll at Hogwarts this year, which frankly didn’t make much sense to her. Especially those students in her own year, who had already completed six years of schooling. While limiting the student enrollment might help raise academic standards at the school, forbidding Muggleborns to attend didn’t stop those individuals from possessing magical ability. In fact, it nearly guaranteed that there were unschooled wizards and witches walking about, potentially causing risk to themselves or others.
“Sent to trial?” Sally asked, unable to decipher the Ministry’s intent.
Mrs. Perks took another sip of wine before continuing. “Yes. They are being tried for the crime of stealing magic.”
Sally-Anne nearly choked her brown sugar glazed carrots. “Stealing magic? That’s not even possible. In fact, if it was possible to take away a person’s magical abilities, then the problem of Muggleborns would never exist. We would simply erase their magic and allow them to live their boring Muggle lives. But we can’t take magic away from them any more than they can take magic away from us.” The whole idea was preposterous. And the fact that such an idea was being supported and implemented by the government was even scarier.
“Well, I think it’s a good idea. Keeps the riff raff off the streets,” Carlton agreed, not even paying attention to his younger sister's argument.
“Not to mention away from our jobs and our children," replied Mrs. Perks. "It’s not fair that for years our government has been inviting in these Mudbloods - crowding our schools and using up our resources. We have magical families who’ve been here for generations. We deserve the best our society has to offer and shouldn’t have our opportunities limited because all these newcomers.” Mrs. Perks was reddening in the face at the mere thought of such injustice.
Carlton nodded. "It's about time we started tightening up our borders. If you can't prove your legal, you should be sent to prison where you belong."
Sally didn't know what to think. She didn't see how tossing Muggleborns in Azkaban was really solving anything. And she didn't really feel like discussing it on Christmas Eve.