Lucretia | Arcturus
My cousin. She's Pollux's daughter, but in my year at school.
Most of them get by with how pretty they look in their formal robes. Except for some of the Ravenclaws, which is why I started talking with them in the first place: The boys get all weird around your year and it stops being overly appropriate anyway, and I needed to find decent conversation somewhere.
He isn't a bad sort at all. Just stubborn. Like the rest of us.
I don't think they can. There are more Muggleborns showing up at home, but no corresponding increase in Squibs, and if anybody could steal magic I should think things would be different. It'd be more likely the Muggleborns would kidnap us and take us back to their home to steal our magic, and they don't. Nobody knows where magic comes from. I think those are stories, like the faeries in the woods.
I don't like them either; they're everywhere in my time. Altogether very unpleasant. And they have them in the sky.