jamie_winchester
Cluster
- Joined
- Nov 30, 2010
Piper Dragomir stared at her family. Her head ached as she thought about what they were asking her to do. At 17 she was young, but even young she was aware of something missing. A vital piece that had been missing from every dragon changeling since Voldemort had robbed them of the magic to make talismans. "No!I wont."
"You will. You are the last Dragomir."Her aunt, well her mother's brother's wife, realted in every way but blood said. "You will marry him. You wil breed. And you will bring the next Dragomir into existance."
Piper stared tears filling her eyes as she realized that was all she was to these people, her family. The last of the dragons, who's bloodlines were ending, and she was the last female of a breedable age. An that was all she was to them. A female to be bred, like one would a prized mare to a stallion, to be mounted and bred for no purpose but a child.
Shaking her head, she silently refused. She refused to only have that in life.
~~**~~
Piper nearly whimpered as she stepped off the train, flinching away from the crowd that was around her. It was so loud, so busy in King's Cross station, the changeling looked around her. Looking shell shocked and confused, having grown up in Siberia, she was used to winter landscapes that you had to go days to get to the nearest town. Not this. Not this demanding crowd.
Whimpering as she closed her eyes for a moment she didn't notice the cart that was approaching her unti the heavy thing crashed into her. The owl sitting on top of the trunk crashing to the floor with a screech as dragon-changeling and owl considered each other. The bird sensing the otherness in Piper, even if Piper was a dragon trapped in a human's body. Not even realizing that the man who'd crashed into her was trying to help her up, or that his red headed best friend was staring. All she was considering was how much her leg hurt an how crowded everything was.
This wasn't how she thought her life would be.
"You will. You are the last Dragomir."Her aunt, well her mother's brother's wife, realted in every way but blood said. "You will marry him. You wil breed. And you will bring the next Dragomir into existance."
Piper stared tears filling her eyes as she realized that was all she was to these people, her family. The last of the dragons, who's bloodlines were ending, and she was the last female of a breedable age. An that was all she was to them. A female to be bred, like one would a prized mare to a stallion, to be mounted and bred for no purpose but a child.
Shaking her head, she silently refused. She refused to only have that in life.
~~**~~
Piper nearly whimpered as she stepped off the train, flinching away from the crowd that was around her. It was so loud, so busy in King's Cross station, the changeling looked around her. Looking shell shocked and confused, having grown up in Siberia, she was used to winter landscapes that you had to go days to get to the nearest town. Not this. Not this demanding crowd.
Whimpering as she closed her eyes for a moment she didn't notice the cart that was approaching her unti the heavy thing crashed into her. The owl sitting on top of the trunk crashing to the floor with a screech as dragon-changeling and owl considered each other. The bird sensing the otherness in Piper, even if Piper was a dragon trapped in a human's body. Not even realizing that the man who'd crashed into her was trying to help her up, or that his red headed best friend was staring. All she was considering was how much her leg hurt an how crowded everything was.
This wasn't how she thought her life would be.