"Honestly... I can't tell you. I promised I wouldn't," Mandy said looking at her and feeling bad. "I'm not one who thinks favorably on someone who strings to people along and that's what I thought you were doing. Now that I know you're not, I can't think of you as a slut. But at the same time, I don't like how it's class and status and marriage. I don't feel sorry for you, don't get me wrong, but there's so much more to life. There's more out there, and I do wish you could see that."
"My life is not less complicated," she retorted. "It's complicated in a different way. Do you think it's easy being one of the only girls at the dragon sanctuary? Do you think it's easy to be a halfblood? A halfblood who proudly loves her muggle dad? Do you think it's easy to be someone who has to be guarded and have her guard up nearly constantly? My life may not be complicated in the same ways yours is, but it's not easy. Trust me," she finished in a softly voice. She suddenly didn't care what she told Tracey. Zach knew all of that. Zach even know she made those brownies by scratch the muggle way without magic. And nothing she said was illegal, even about her father. They actually could have gotten married, but they didn't want to risk their daughter not being accepted into Hogwarts if she was a risk and the laws changed or were enforced that she was being legally raised by a muggle despite the pureblood witch parent.
"My mom used to be of high standing. Her family was up there with the Rosiers and Lestranges. But she gave all that up. For my dad. For me. Don't think for a moment that makes me life easy," she said, always having residual guilt over her mother's choices.