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a non-canon au potterverse roleplay
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Narragyambie ☆ Baker, Dueling Club Teacher✩ Kirupachi
19 year old Halfbreed Fairy ☆ She/Her

It was a cloudy Saturday afternoon in Narragyambie when Natasha had finally been let go from her shift at The Sweet Tooth bakery. It was a bit earlier than she was used to, but it was because she took over a fellow baker's second half of a shift the other day. It was time for that favor to be repaid and the quarter Fae allowed herself to roam the town, not wanting to go home just yet - she'd probably be the one to cook dinner for the whole crew but she wanted to have some time for herself before being handcuffed to the kitchen for the rest of the day.

Her feet wound up taking her to a simple café down Tallygarunga road. Why not get something to please her stomach before she hit the shopping district and blew through her savings? Blake Stewart would have a stroke even thinking that she'd give business to another establishment but she didn't intend to have her boss know anyway. Taking the opportunity that it wasn't raining nor it was awfully windy the baker took her order to the tables outside, sitting by herself and leaning back on her chair while she used a coffee spoon to stir her beverage.

'This town's upside down lately. Sad.'

'I don't really care, I just wish these folks would drop more crumbs.'

Natasha's ear twitched mildly as those words reached her ears - not as English-spoken words, or any other language, but rather as animal sounds her brain interpreted. She fidgeted uncomfortably, hating it when it happened. Hopefully she could just ignore it, finish her meal and leave as quickly as possible.

'Check that one out. That's a cake if I've ever seen one.'

'She should just drop half. Considering to go peck at it, honestly. She looks like she shouldn't even be eating any of that anyway.'

"What did you say?!" Natasha suddenly snapped at the two pigeons not too far away from her, locking eyes with the pair. A few seconds went by with complete silence, Natasha glaring at them, before the two little birds freaked.

'SHOOT! SHE CAN HEAR US!'

'GET AWAY, GET AWAY!'

The birds stumbled away a few steps before spreading their wings and flying off. As Natasha's anger simmered down, she came to realize she had spoken to birds in public; hoping to all that was holy that nobody had heard her in that bustling street, she could feel herself sink into her seat nonetheless. 'Please just blow over, please just blow over...'

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Narragyambie ☆ Photographer✩ Tecri
23 year old Halfbreed Fairy ☆ She/Her/Hers

Robin was glad that she didn’t have to work that day. She was hoping to walk around the town, maybe that could help her gather her thoughts. She hadn’t been under a lot of pressure, but she was still feeling as if things were slipping away, maybe that whole Jamie thing was starting to affect her more than she would care to admit, the bottleflies in her stomach, the stupid smiles whenever she saw him, that had to stop. She needed to get a hold of herself and stop stupid ancient feelings to control her. She managed to forget about him once, she can certainly do it again but now it’s different. She shook her head and continued to walk.

As she walked past a café, she noticed this girl sitting, she seemed to be having a nice day, but what caught her attention were the pigeons and that their conversation with one another was picked by her natural legilimency ability. Robin didn’t quite care what they were saying, she wanted to go back to her relaxation time, but it seemed that it was going to be impossible to do so. She looked at the girl she had seen when she arrived, and it appeared that she was talking to them. Was she fae as well? That was an interesting turn of events. Robin smirked little, watching the birds and the girls until they flew away, she didn’t even pretend that she wasn’t paying attention.

“I didn’t say anything Miss.” She replied to Nat’s questions to the birds. Robin decided to scare the young girl a bit before coming clean. It wasn’t everyday that she could meet someone like her, so it was nice when she noticed that the other girl was talking to the animals. “Can’t say the same about those birds though.” Robin walked towards the girl and smiled at her. It was clear that the redhead knew that something was going on.

“I’m Robin, nice to meet you. Who might you be?”

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Narragyambie ☆ Baker, Dueling Club Teacher✩ Kirupachi
19 year old Halfbreed Fairy ☆ She/Her

"W-What?" Natasha blanched the moment she was approached - that girl had heard her?! 'Oh, this is bad, this is so bad...' The baker swallowed dryly as the redhead approached her table. How was she going to talk herself out of that one? Lie through her teeth? Such was her concern with it that she hadn't even caught on to the implication that Robin had, indeed, understood their exchange - she was just like Natasha, whom was too panicky to notice.

"Sorry about that, I guess there's just a lot in my mind." She opted to lie, forcing a smile. 'Dear Merlin, what if she's a Muggle? That's even worse!' She didn't understand why the woman was bent on introducing herself, though. Deep in the pit of her stomach Natasha felt a knot tying, prelude for bad things to come surely as she watched Robin with a mix of curiosity and fear.

"...You too." She ultimately spoke with a nod, gripping the arm of the chair a bit too tightly for comfort for the sake of getting a grip. Pessimism started to mount the closer the woman got. "I'm Natasha." She spoke after clearing her throat. Looking out to the street for a split second, she noticed the birds weren't even seen in the horizon anymore, such was their urgency in escaping the situation.

'Good, and stay away, please...'

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Narragyambie ☆ Photographer✩ Tecri
23 year old Halfbreed Fairy ☆ She/Her/Hers

Robin was quite amused at the situation. How was she going to play with the girl? Have some fun? Pretending she didn’t know anything about it? The girl seemed scared, her reaction to Robin’s approach was priceless, maybe the girl didn’t know she was being too obvious about it and that only made everything better. Robin watched with a smile on her face as the girl seemed to be panicking about being discovered while talking to the birds. It had been a while since Robin hadn’t had some fun with a stranger, that situation was going to help her get her mind off of things, or just potentially make it worse.

“Oh? Like what? Birds?” The smile on Robin’s face grew. If only she didn’t have morals about knowing what was going onto that woman’s mind, oh what she could do about it. “Pigeons are a bit annoying, aren’t they? Always begging for food, insulting people too.” she launched the bait, now she had to see how the girl was going to react to it. Was she going to continue to look and act like she had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar? Or was she going to try to lie her way out of it? Robin just needed to push things a little bit further to get a reaction out of the scared girl.

“Nice to meet you Natasha.” Robin’s smile continued to grow the more she looked at the girl. “So, what were the birds saying for you to be so … annoyed at them?” perhaps being blunt would spark some reaction on the younger female, after all, that was what Robin wanted, to draw some attention, to put the woman on the spotlight for a little while, that could potentially get the reaction Robin wanted.

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Narragyambie ☆ Baker, Dueling Club Teacher✩ Kirupachi
19 year old Halfbreed Fairy ☆ She/Her

An involuntary eyebrow twitch followed Robin's emphasis on the matter of birds. Natasha's lie hadn't saved her in the least. If anything it only seemed to motivate the redhead to pressure the subject further and further to a comical degree, and at that point there was no escape to be had short of Apparating out of the area - something that wasn't very doable given the Muggles roaming the streets, and the fact that her nerves were so great they'd likely interfere with her concentration and wind up getting the baker splinched.

It was then that something crossed her mind - if Robin could tell that Natasha had been speaking to an animal, perhaps it could be that she'd heard them too. She was playing dumb but Natasha wasn't stupid by any stretch of the imagination, being able to infer it was no more than a joke based on the woman's expression. It was likely that Robin just wanted to push her buttons or to make a fool out of her, or worse.

She suddenly found that she was not fond of this stranger.

"I don't know what you're talking about." She decided to stay her ground, going on the defensive. The smile wasn't at all reciprocated; in fact, Natasha looked quite bothered. She had given Robin a polite request to end the conversation and it hadn't worked, and as a result she felt like she didn't have to be nice either. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

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The redhead continued to watch the younger girl. That sure was great, she couldn’t escape, seeing how muggles were around, she could just stand up and leave, but at that point Robin could still catch up to her and continued to talk about the birds. The fact was that Robin hadn’t heard anything about was being said, but she could tell from the girl’s reactions and the bird’s themselves that something was up, besides, there was a faint feeling of magic around, Robin could feel it, and since people were coming and going, the only one that was still was the girl. Robin wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, but she wasn’t completely dumb about it.

Robin laughed at the girl’s comment, it seemed that this stranger wasn’t that stupid either. It was fun while it last. “Are you thinking that’s big dark secret that needs to be hidden?” Robin commented, leaning and watching Natasha. But was there anything that the younger female could help her with? No, probably not. Robin still had some thoughts to gather but that had been interesting, fun and she did love Natasha’s reaction until a certain point. Maybe she should call it a day and go back to what she was doing, or maybe she could just push a bit further for it.

“Well, piece of advice, sometimes ignore. If you do want some more … interesting ones, I suggest the reserve or the bushland. You can hear some pretty funny stories.” Robin could tell the girl was part fae, just didn’t know how deep the connection went. Did the girl even what she was? Probably, it wasn’t Robin’s place to tell anything. “But no, there’s nothing you can help me with. Any more interesting questions you might have?” The smile on Robin’s lips said everything, she was still somewhat playing with the girl, but she was also serious about other things.

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Narragyambie ☆ Baker, Dueling Club Teacher✩ Kirupachi
19 year old Halfbreed Fairy ☆ She/Her

Natasha's jaw tightened as Robin went on, frustration mounting with the realization that there was no way out of the situation. Despite remaining composed to the best of her ability in public, the displeasure of the situation was very visible with the intense glance she gave the Spencer graduate as she struggled not to lash out. 'Of course a good day turns into a bad day. Next time I'm just going straight home...'

"You speak as if you hear things yourself." She countered. By then she realized this person very likely did, but the teen was ever so careful to word things to make Robin sound as if she was very much off her rocker. She didn't want a full blown conflict with the woman, something she felt like she was teetering on the edge of, and it felt like she had been pushed into the verbal equivalent of chess out of nowhere.

'I'm suddenly not hungry anymore.'

"I guess I'll try again. If you don't want help, then, what do you want from me?" Any pretense of niceness had evaporated even if she wasn't openly arguing with the woman. 'Even Melbourne sounds more pleasant than whatever the hell is going on right now...'

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23 year old Halfbreed Fairy ☆ She/Her/Hers

The young girl seemed to be turning the attention towards Robin, it was quite amusing, but the fact was, Robin couldn’t hear. Robin’s lips grew in a smile at the mention of the word hear. “I would probably hear, if I wasn’t deaf…” Robin commented, pretty sure it was an information not many people were used to hear, after all, Robin could maintain a decent conversation with people, assuming she could look at their lips, once she did it was easy to know what they were saying, it was hard to hear the tone of it but nothing that could potentially harm a conversation, in this case she was simply having fun with the girl.

“Nothing really, just thought it was interesting, because, you know, before I stopped hearing, I used to do it all the time.” Robin wasn’t sure if the girl knew she was part fae, but if she didn’t, it only made things even more interesting. Robin wasn’t going to blurt out the truth about it, it wasn’t her place, but it certainly was an interesting meeting, she knew about others around town, but the only one he knew personally was her mother, and now this girl. The town was getting more interesting, Robin liked that.

“But I know what’s going on and I’m sure you know it too, but no one here will even think about the truth.” Robin’s smile grew a bit. “Maybe another day, another time, with less people around.” Robin winked at the young girl, considering if she should leave, maybe she should, she was sure the woman was about to assault her with something. “If you’re interested obviously, but I am pretty sure you’re about to hit me with something.” Robin spoke, preparing to leave the girl alone with her ‘secret’ conversation with animals, like they were even a secret to begin with, most had no shame.

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19 year old Halfbreed Fairy ☆ She/Her

Natasha's eyes widened momentarily in shock, and then squinted in confusion. Robin was deaf? How had she been able to talk so seamlessly with her in the first place, or even be able to tell Natasha had, indeed, been talking to the birds rather than some random passerby? It caught the baker entirely off guard, and it was then she realized she wasn't talking to somebody she should take lightly. She had already come to the conclusion Robin wasn't normal, effectively, and was likely some sort of witch, but things were slowly shifting into perspective and she felt like she was talking to someone who knew of Natasha's little problem inside and out. Perhaps she had the exact same issue.

'That can't be. Unless she's a Fae, that's unlikely... Even Mark can only talk to snakes.'

Her jaw tightened and she was fairly positive her heart was about to beat out of her chest with the realization as she could hear it thump in her own ears. Robin had disarmed her, even if that hadn't necessarily been her intention. Despite the tension of the situation, the former Flinders felt a certain sense of curiosity well up within her - she had never caught a glimpse of what her own condition was in a book, and perhaps this mildly unpleasant individual could help her in figuring out how in the name of Merlin that curse came to be.

"...So, you're like me." She wound up muttering to herself, eyes cast down onto her food briefly. The curiosity bubbling up inside was so powerful she completely ignored the remark pertaining Muggles. "...What can you tell me?" It seemed that she had been pacified as she looked up at the redhead once more, hoping to read into anything that might give a clue of what the situation entailed in any way.

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23 year old Halfbreed Fairy ☆ She/Her/Hers

Robin looked at Natasha and her reaction, she was quite amused at it. Not many people could tell Robin was deaf, if she could look at a person’s lips she could talk like she could hear, even if she couldn’t understand the tone she could understand facial expressions, as a last resort she could always read the person, she preferred not to, but sometimes desperate times need desperate measures, but that wasn’t the case. She was about to leave but took look last look at Nat before doing so, that was when the girl opened her mouth, her words were not what Robin was expecting but it still worked in her favour.

“For what I saw, yes, I’m like you but not…” Robin cast a spell around them, whoever walked by would see two people talking about something completely random that it would be boring just to listen to them. Robin took a seat in front of the girl, her mischievous smile said everything and nothing at the same time, almost like it was only but a game to the older woman. “I can’t hear what the pigeons were saying to you, but I can feel a flow of different magic.” The wasn’t Robin’s department, her mother would be better at it but, what could Robin do?

“When I got in your proximity there was a slight peek in magic, fae magic is everywhere, it’s a constant flow that tastes and feels different than wizarding magic.” At least it was how it felt to Robin, many years around wizards and witches and sometimes half-breeds, she learnt how to tell a different between them. Fae were more connected to the land, to the environment. “I can’t explain it to you here, but you probably can feel that animals and plants have something that you can’t quite understand but that you can feel.”

Robin probably wasn’t making sense, but she didn’t need to, if the girl could feel the flow around her, she could tell that Robin was telling the truth.

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19 year old Halfbreed Fairy ☆ She/Her

Like her, but not? Before Natasha could question Robin about what she meant, the redhead had cast a disillusionment spell upon their very conversation to keep Muggles' ears out of it all. Even if that had been benign and the smart thing to do, it made Natasha nervous. They were actually about to talk about that which had plagued the baker all her life. Her eyes were trained on the woman the whole time, almost too afraid to look away for fear of any possible answers vanishing before her eyes.

An ear twitched as Robin muttered a specific word. Fae. Just like that, Natasha's spirits were shot dead, and then pelted some more by the bullets. Mark had come to her before with the same theory: Fae could often speak to animals, and so it would make sense if Natasha was a descendant, but that didn't make any sense in itself. It was impossible for her to be one. Even with Robin claiming she could feel the Fae magic around her (and outing herself as one, consequently), the former Flinders was having a hard time recognizing such a thing as something within the realm of possibility.

"I think you're mistaken..." She shook her head. "I'm human. Unless someone put something on me when I was little, I can't really explain anything Fae on me... That shouldn't be the case." Had someone done something to her that her parents never told her about? Merlin forbid she was kidnapped by halfbreeds in her youth and didn't recall. That was the only explanation Natasha could think of, otherwise it didn't make much sense in her head at all.

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What Robin was telling the young woman seemed to be upsetting her for some reason. Someone who’s part fae might or might not know they are, but there are a few tells and the most common one was talking to animals, which Nat was doing, others not many could feel but it was the energy surrounding certain people, while Robin couldn’t locate wizards without a locator spell, her ancestry allowed her to feel the flow of fae magic. But what Robin didn’t understand was why was the girl so shocked? Maybe it wasn’t shock, but there was something strange about it. Robin wished she could poke inside the girl’s mind, but her moral compass prevented from doing such thing.

“No, I’m not mistaken.” Robin spoke once the girl stopped talking. She didn’t have to believe what a random stranger was telling her, but Robin wasn’t lying but she couldn’t also prove that she was telling the truth, Robin couldn’t see the flow of magic, she could feel it, and if Robin couldn’t see it, the girl before her wouldn’t be able to either. “Maybe someone in you family is part fae and they don’t know about, or maybe they do but thought it would end with you.” Robin didn’t know how people’s mind worked, being able to read them was one thing, but she still couldn’t understand the motivations behind certain actions.

“Talk to your parent, they certainly know more than I do, but if you don’t, you can always ask a bird and they will tell you where to find me.” If the girl wanted to know, Robin was willing to help her, but she couldn’t if Natasha didn’t want to hear anything else about the subject, she would be on her own, or until someone tells her the truth.

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19 year old Halfbreed Fairy ☆ She/Her

Denial over the chance that someone of such a heritage was in her family tree completely took over Natasha as she shook her head while Robin continued to press the subject. She looked down at her drink while her eyes squinted, trying to wrap her mind around the matter and failing spectacularly every time. It made no sense. There was no connection in her family that she could think of to link them to Fae on either side, nor to anything else for that matter.

"...My father's a Muggle, so he can't be it." She replied, even if he was the one whose past was far more nebulous. "And my brother's a squib. That leaves my mother, she's a halfblood, but... It really doesn't make any sense in her case either..." And if she were to bring the subject up, she would likely get slapped for even doubting the woman. What could she possibly do?

It then occurred to her that it could be that herself and Sebastian didn't share the same parent. Though, given that their mother was white and their father Indian, and the siblings were both half-Indian, the hypothetical man who sired her would have to be of the same ethnicity. Could that be why her father so willingly parted with her after the messy divorce? She could feel herself growing paler with the notion to the point she felt somewhat sick.

Was that why she couldn't approach him no matter how hard she tried?

"...Do you know anything about established Fae in the state?" Natasha finally folded to that ridiculous idea. She couldn't stick to Narragyambie. Her mother didn't, after all. For all Natasha knew, she could've gotten pregnant during a work trip to Melbourne. "Maybe in the Registry..."

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Robin mostly lived with her mother, and she didn’t know much about other fae that lived around the area, perhaps those she might have found during her time in Tallygarunga. Her mother behaved more like a muggle than as a fae, she constantly did and tried to do things the muggle way, or as Robin likes to call, the hard way. It wouldn’t be ludicrous to think that one of her parents had fae ancestry but decided to keep quiet about it, after all, fae could blend in really well with the regular population, it was almost as if they were just like another person in the crowd, and it helped if someone was trying to run away from something, or someone, even the girl thought that Robin was just some random person, there was a chance Natasha thought the same about her father or her mother.

“Are you sure? Just a moment ago you thought I was normal.” She commented, waiting for the reaction. It was strange a parent not telling their child their own heritage, but there are several reasons. “The thing is, fae can blend well among muggles, maybe your parents had a reason, but thinking about all the possibilities will not end well.” Throwing ideas out like that, or even suggesting certain things was ridiculous, why stress over something that could be easily answered once she decided to be honest with her parents. “You could have also been adopted, don’t jump to conclusions just yet.” She tried to reassure the girl, but she was doing a poor job at it.

“But I can ask my mother, I doubted your parents will be registered…” if someone was hiding their heritage it would most likely mean they were running from something or someone, and searching the registry would only delay the inevitable, sooner or later Natasha would have to confront one of her parents and ask them about it, avoiding the issue wasn’t going to make it go away.

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19 year old Halfbreed Fairy ☆ She/Her

Robin's words rang true. If she hadn't spoken of the fact she was of Fae descent, Natasha would never have guessed it. Her eyes widened mildly with that realization. If they could blend in so well, could it be that one of her parents lied to her face, as well as to her siblings'? She couldn't help think that could be over some sort of need to provide protection. Halfbreeds weren't welcomed anywhere despite the positive shift in public opinion, and so unregistered people of such natures were still commonplace. Could it be either her mother or her father fell under such a category? Yet, she couldn't feel the flow of magic like Robin did. 'Maybe... it's very diluted with me...?'

Adoption was a valid option as well. The redhead was correct. There were so many possibilities, and they were causing such a mess in her mind that she hadn't caught on to the fact she ultimately chose to believe the woman sitting before her. Mark had brought the same thing in the past but he couldn't speak much of it, being entirely human himself. Robin, however, was different.

She knew things that could burst open a dam in Natasha that she didn't even know existed.

Her hunger was lost to the subject. She pushed the plate away just enough to be able to prop an elbow on the table, resting her forehead upon the respective palm. She felt like her brain was frying with all the information and possibilities - it was a simple detail that completely altered what she knew about herself, and colored every strange memory she'd had up to that point. Though, at least, her hostility towards the redhead had decreased exponentially. "Talking to my parents about it isn't really an option nowadays..." She commented, eyes cast downwards as she found herself at a complete loss of what to do or think.

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The redhead wasn’t sure what else she could tell the girl, and if the girl couldn’t do any of them it was going to be very hard for her to know the truth. Robin looked at her, she couldn’t see any other solution. Natasha would probably need to push through in order to get the answers for her questions.

“If you can’t talk to them, then I have no idea what else you can do. Besides, just strike one of them with the fact and watch their reaction.” unless both her parents were dead there was no reason for her not to be able to talk to them, the only other thing that remained was Natasha not wanting to talk to neither of them, which could  be a valid reason, in this situation Robin didn’t see why the girl wouldn’t. She wanted to know about her heritage, why wasn’t she willing to make a sacrifice and reach out to both her parents? Robin couldn’t do anything else about it.

“Well, if you really want to know, I advise you to figure out how you’re going to approach them, assuming both your parents are alive.” She shrugged. Giving advice wasn’t Robin’s expertise, she was never good at taking advise either, so, helping someone who needed guidance wasn’t something she was comfortable doing. “But you can always live without knowing the truth behind it I suppose, but if I find something I know how to find you, and you can easily find me as well.”

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