[Illegal? Ouch. No wonder Fiddleford is about on the same page as he is with all this. In wizarding Britain in general it is, perhaps, not too much of a deal to most - in the upper levels of society he is used to, it's shameful and whispered about, a path to being disowned, but there's still a line between socially taboo and completely outlawed.
He can't pretend he understands. But it takes some of the anxiety off, being able to be candid.]
There is never a question of who or what an individual raised in my world is going to prefer. It isn't even about "preferring", if I'm being truly candid. We are a series of small circles and a dying breed, those of us from the old and traditional families. To keep our fortunes secure, our names alive and pass on our blood we must marry and have children. You know how young I was when I was promised to my wife. I was already fond of her and in a short time I grew to adore her. I would have desired no one else. But even if I hadn't felt that way I would have married her nonetheless. Out of duty. Behavior that is considered away from the normal, the standards we must uphold, is unforgivable.
Attachments outside of a proper marriage are meant to be kept secret. Or ignored entirely, whenever possible. It's what is done.
I do not pretend perhaps that that is perfect. But it simply the way things are.
It still seems very odd to me that you could go your whole life not knowing. Though you've not yet in my experience with you been a liar and thus I see no reason to begin thinking you one now.
One of my other friends who is of similar persuasion, I detest his partner. Companion. Boyfriend. Whatever one would have it. But it's hardly my place to ask that he leave him because I am annoyed. Even if the other is rude and selfish.
I wouldn't ask you to give up on or deny a part of your life that is none of my business simply because it makes me uncomfortable. But I am happy for you that he makes you feel that way. Truly I am. Even if it's still strange and even discomforting for me to wrap my head around as a very concept.
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He can't pretend he understands. But it takes some of the anxiety off, being able to be candid.]
There is never a question of who or what an individual raised in my world is going to prefer. It isn't even about "preferring", if I'm being truly candid. We are a series of small circles and a dying breed, those of us from the old and traditional families. To keep our fortunes secure, our names alive and pass on our blood we must marry and have children. You know how young I was when I was promised to my wife. I was already fond of her and in a short time I grew to adore her. I would have desired no one else. But even if I hadn't felt that way I would have married her nonetheless. Out of duty. Behavior that is considered away from the normal, the standards we must uphold, is unforgivable.
Attachments outside of a proper marriage are meant to be kept secret. Or ignored entirely, whenever possible. It's what is done.
I do not pretend perhaps that that is perfect. But it simply the way things are.
It still seems very odd to me that you could go your whole life not knowing. Though you've not yet in my experience with you been a liar and thus I see no reason to begin thinking you one now.
One of my other friends who is of similar persuasion, I detest his partner. Companion. Boyfriend. Whatever one would have it. But it's hardly my place to ask that he leave him because I am annoyed. Even if the other is rude and selfish.
I wouldn't ask you to give up on or deny a part of your life that is none of my business simply because it makes me uncomfortable. But I am happy for you that he makes you feel that way. Truly I am. Even if it's still strange and even discomforting for me to wrap my head around as a very concept.