10-21-2014, 10:17 PM
She knew the exact moment he seemed to realize that she wasn’t who she was supposed to be. That she didn’t remember him or even herself. She waited; this was usually the part where people tried to tell her stories to see if they could make her remember. To see if for some unknown reason they would be the one to put her mind back together. But all he said was that he was a friend of her brother’s. A Mister Benjamin Tinker. He even went on to more or less absolve her of any guilt that she couldn’t remember him.
She looked wary and skeptical for several seconds before she finally seemed to relax. Her smile was a bit more genuine now that she was fairly certain that he wasn’t going to bombard her with things that she couldn’t possibly remember. “Yes, of course you are. How are you Mister Tinker?”
Dunny...he was the brother with one arm. She could keep at least that much straight. Apparently he’d lost it at the same time she’d gotten the scar that had so concerned her. She’d gotten it from a dragon a little more than two years ago. She couldn’t even remember that; that her own brother had been maimed in order to protect her. What kind of family did that? Apparently that was how her youngest brother had died as well, protecting a friend. “Were you looking for your friend?”
She looked wary and skeptical for several seconds before she finally seemed to relax. Her smile was a bit more genuine now that she was fairly certain that he wasn’t going to bombard her with things that she couldn’t possibly remember. “Yes, of course you are. How are you Mister Tinker?”
Dunny...he was the brother with one arm. She could keep at least that much straight. Apparently he’d lost it at the same time she’d gotten the scar that had so concerned her. She’d gotten it from a dragon a little more than two years ago. She couldn’t even remember that; that her own brother had been maimed in order to protect her. What kind of family did that? Apparently that was how her youngest brother had died as well, protecting a friend. “Were you looking for your friend?”
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Vina speaks with a Scottish accent and is still claimed by her family despite being expelled.
A very select few know about the details of her life since her expulsion from Hogwarts.
As far as anyone else knows she was being privately tutored as well as learning proper manners.
