Teagan Moran can fly without a broom. (moranduh) wrote in wished,
"There will be no escaping to the All-Stars," Teagan told her, her nose scrunching at the pure disgust she had for the American team. "You are going to be staying right here. This is bloody insane, thinking you've go to leave your own home because of this-"
She stopped for a moment. She wasn't sure what to say, really. She had come from a long line of wizards. Sure, she was technically considered half-blood due to some of her family marrying Muggleborns and all that, but her status as a witch wasn't coming under fire. At least, not yet. She couldn't even begin to think of what Maggie was going through.
"I wish I could tell you what to do," she said, feeling a bit defeated. "Part of me thinks you ought to just go in. If they're giving celebrities of sorts false genealogy, than maybe this could work for the time being. But I don't to tell you to walk into a trap, either."