|Daphne Greengrass (bladesofgrass) wrote in veritaserum_rp,|
@ 2008-06-28 14:18:00
|Entry tags:||daphne greengrass, seth moon|
Who: Seth Moon and Daphne Greengrass
Where: Greengrass estate
When: Early evening
What: Daphne is not okay
Daphne, unlike so many others, was not worried about her safety. She had no concerns about being kidnapped like that silly Abbott girl; the estate was too well protected for that. What the young Greengrass was terrified, completely and utterly petrified of, was the thought of losing her magic permanently.
It had started off as what she had believed to be a harmless mistake- a mispronunication of a spell. Things had gone downhill from there. She had gone from magic acting of its own accord to having no magic at all. She had lost all traces of magic ability (not that she hadn't made a serious effort to prove otherwise), and no matter how often she did that familiar swish and flick mootion, nothing happened. Nothing. Nothing. Without her magic, Daphne Greengrass was nothing. She had been brought up in the realm of pureblood superiority, and she had no doubt that if her father were to discover why she hadn't been using her wand much lately, she would be cast out of it. She would become one of them, and the thought made her, quite literally, sick to her stomach.
With the inability to charm herself into better condition, Daphne's illness was apparent at first glance. Sitting silently in her parlor, posture slightly slouched, clothing rumpled out of its usual pristine state, Daphne looked not unlike a ghost, and had she not weakly moved to uselessly swish her wand every five minutes or so, one might have believed she were one.