Literature
Through the Years ::pt.1::
Through the Years
7
When I first suspected you might be more than just a Muggle, I took to following you around, trying to get concrete proof for my suspicions. I didn't like you, at first. You know, just on principle. You see, I knew what Muggles were like--they were ignorant and weak, like my father. I hated them. Who were you, having absolutely no magical blood, and what right did you have to the glorious secret Muggles would never be able to understand? You practically were a Muggle!
Still, you were a novelty, a way to keep myself busy. And the more I followed you, the more intriguing you became. I'm not exactly sure what exactly