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Sept 13, 2021 12:19:06 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 13, 2021 12:19:06 GMT -7
may 12, 2026
It had been days since Ariadne had some time to herself; the quarantine had led to many pregnancies, both expected and unexpected, and now had been the time to deliver many of these babies. Ariadne didn’t mind however, it kept herself occupied. James was busy with the Order and his own work, and after the harrowing experience her adoptive brother had been through over the holidays, her idle thoughts would always return to that. So, being busy was good for her.
Today though, Ariadne had a day off, and the day dawned sunny, clear and beautifully warm. Ariadne had always loved to take picnics in the park on days like this, and she couldn’t remember the last time she had done so. So, she packed up a lunch for herself, with a bit of extra bread for the ducks; they should have had their ducklings hatched by now so it would be a sight to see. She Apparated to a safe space nearby Hyde Park, her favorite of the green spaces in London, and walked into the park. She found a nice spot by the lake, and to her delight the ducklings were indeed out, chirping and flocking after their mothers. She would feed them after she fed herself. She spread out her blanket and placed her straw hat on her head; her skin was fair after all and the last thing she needed was a sunburn. Taking out her plate of sandwiches, she began to tuck in. Her mouth full, she spotted a slightly familiar face, and she gave them a closed-lipped smile and a wave, waiting to see if they’d come to join her. She had enough food for two after all, at the very least.
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Oct 10, 2021 10:16:57 GMT -7
Post by yara leila el fayed on Oct 10, 2021 10:16:57 GMT -7
May 12, 2026 The nearer it got to the end of the academic year, the more Yara knew that she probably should have been focusing on her studies. The weather that day was too pretty to pass up, though, and Hyde Park was only a short distance from Imperial College London, where she was a student. Her mobile phone in hand, she was walking along one of the many paths through the park when she noticed a young woman who had very clearly set up a picnic. As she approached her, Yara could see even more clearly that the blonde was alone—probably waiting for someone to join her, Yara imagined.
She wasn't surprised at all, then, when she noticed the blonde smile and wave in her direction. Yara stopped, turned, and glanced up from her phone slightly, expecting to see whoever the blonde was waving towards behind her. She looked again, wondering if perhaps she'd missed something. The park wasn't empty; there were people around, but no one near enough to where she stood to have been the one at whom the blonde was waving.
A few possible scenarios ran through Yara's head, and she paused her music. Had someone already passed by? Was she simply trying to show that she didn't have a problem with the fact that she was a hijabi? Was she someone from university? Yara looked at the blonde again, trying not to make it seem obvious in case it was just a misunderstanding. Looking again, though, the blonde did look sort of familiar…
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Nov 1, 2021 7:55:32 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2021 7:55:32 GMT -7
Ariadne saw, as the girl drew closer she realized it wasn’t Yasmin, but someone who looked familiar. She remembered Yasmin’s family had been at graduation, and the girl in front of her face formed clearly in her mind. She had worn a hijabi then as well. “Do you have a sister named Yasmin?” she asked. “I remember seeing you at our graduation a few years ago; I was in her class,” she added quickly. She didn’t want her thinking she was a crazy person, waving at anyone, desperate for company. Still, if she remembered correctly, Yara did not have magic, and she was curious.
“If you’d like to join me, I have plenty of food,” Ariadne offered, opening the basket to reveal bread, fruit, cheese, nuts and meats that she had packed for the day. She sliced off a piece of the baguette she’d set out before spotting the other woman, and cut a chunk of brie and slathered on some raspberry jam she’d put in a small jar. She bit into the bread and closed her eyes. Sometimes it was the little things, like good bread with cheese and jam, to brighten up the day. “I probably shouldn’t be left alone with all of this,” she added with a grin. She likely could finish off all the food in her basket on her own, but she would pay for it later. “What do you say?” she asked, looking up expectantly at Yara.
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Nov 1, 2021 8:28:05 GMT -7
Post by yara leila el fayed on Nov 1, 2021 8:28:05 GMT -7
May 12, 2026 "Do you have a sister named Yasmin?" asked the other girl. Although Yara knew that her older sister's name wasn't exactly rare, it was enough for her to know that it probably wasn't a coincidence that she had been asked that. That would have been too weird, Yara thought to herself, just as the girl added that she remembered seeing her at their graduation and that she had been in Yasmin's class.
"Yes, Yasmin's my sister." It was a small world. Yara, in spite of her surprise that someone with whom Yasmin had gone to school remembered her, one of her non-magical siblings, nodded her head as the blonde asked her if she wanted to join her. She had brought a whole picnic, enough that it made Yara wonder if maybe the older girl had been stood up by someone.
"I probably shouldn’t be left alone with all of this," noted the blonde after she had bitten into a piece of bread that she had brought. "What do you say?"
Apart from the fact that Yara doubted that the meat was halal, she smiled back at the blonde girl. "Sure. Thank you," she agreed, approaching her spread and holding out her hand for the blonde girl to shake before sitting down on the blanket beside her. "I'm Yara, by the way," she explained. "I'm in my first year of university now, at Imperial."
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Jan 4, 2022 11:15:14 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 4, 2022 11:15:14 GMT -7
Ariadne smiled. “I thought I remembered you from graduation,” she told her. She was pleased when Yara accepted her offer and sat down on the blanket. “Nice to officially meet you, I’m Ariadne Lestrange,” she introduced herself, then took another bite of her food.
Yara mentioned she was a first year at Imperial College; she had known Yasmin was Muggleborn, and since she’d never seen Yara at school, it made sense that she was continuing her Muggle education. “What are you studying?” she asked interestedly. Of course her parents would shudder at the thought of even saying the name of a Muggle University, much less talk to a Muggle about it. They had believed Muggleborns well beneath them, so Muggles were less than serfs. Ariadne had a much more open minded view however, much to many of her former classmates’ shock. “I’m a healer at St. Mungos, maternity ward. So I help deliver children,” she added. She did love her job after all, and she knew she was making a good difference in the world now. Much better than her parents or aunt and uncle ever did anyway.
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Jan 4, 2022 23:09:31 GMT -7
Post by yara leila el fayed on Jan 4, 2022 23:09:31 GMT -7
May 12, 2026 The blonde introduced herself as Ariadne Lestrange. It sounded like such a posh name to Yara, though Ariadne's surname wasn't triple-barrelled or anything totally aristocratic like that. Then again, her own family was fairly well-off, too; they just weren't from Britain. After she asked her what it was that she was studying at Imperial, Ariadne mentioned that she was a Healer at St. Mungo's, in the maternity ward.
While she knew that there was a magical hospital in London, Yara didn't know if delivering babies was any different in the magical world than it was in the non-magical world. She imagined that there must have been some differences, and of course her mind went to the differences in technology that there must have been. She knew that the magical world hadn't made quite as much progress with computers and electronics and things like that—the things that would have been considered "technology" from a Muggle standpoint—but she couldn't really gauge what that meant for medical technology. Even the fact that they didn't have "doctors", as such, was strange to her, considering that it was 2026.
"That's wonderful," Yara answered Ariadne. "I'm doing a BEng—a Bachelor of Engineering—in Computing," she explained in relation to her degree, "so it's hardware and software and… Well, it's lots of mathematics right now, really." That was probably the easiest way to explain it, in any case. She didn't really know how much Ariadne would know about computers.
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Apr 29, 2022 8:59:59 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Apr 29, 2022 8:59:59 GMT -7
Ariadne’s eyes went wide at the mention of computing. “Wow, you must be incredibly smart to get a degree in computers…er, computing,” she breathed. Naturally, Ari knew what mathematics were, but hardware, software, engineering? She just used magic to solve those kinds of problems. Naturally as a Muggle Yara would need to resort to alternative methods for day to day things that Ariadne probably took for granted. “My family is pureblood, meaning we come from a long line of magical folk. I’m not entirely sure if we have any Muggle blood in the direct line, though my father’s sister-in-law had married a Muggle a few decades ago,” she admitted. She really didn’t have a great working knowledge of the Muggle world, Muggle technology in particular. She could, however, get down with a nice picnic in the park, magic not necessary.
They ate in comfortable silence for awhile, before Ariadne’s own curiosity got the better of her. “May I ask, what is it like having a magical sibling?” she asked the other young woman. She really didn’t have a whole lot of experience with Muggles and the Muggle world; her parents had isolated the family quite a bit from everything non-magic, and now that she was working full time as a Healer, she didn’t have that much time to explore the non-magic world on her own. Not that she would have the faintest idea of where to start.
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Apr 29, 2022 23:39:25 GMT -7
Post by yara leila el fayed on Apr 29, 2022 23:39:25 GMT -7
May 12, 2026 Although Yara was used to being complimented on her intelligence, she still wasn't comfortable being complimented and smiled somewhat awkwardly at Ariadne. She was a woman in a field that was male-dominated in many parts, and she knew that that had a tendency to intimidate people, but she didn't think that she was a genius. There were organizations for that, like Mensa. (Honestly, she was surprised that her parents had never had her IQ tested when she was a child, but that was a moot point.) Yara knew that Ariadne must have been bright enough to get into Healing, whatever that took in the magical world. Medical school of some variety, probably? That was competitive and parent-approved.
Ariadne explained that she came from a pure-blood family. Yara knew a little bit about the politics around blood status because of what her sister wasn't, but she didn't realize just how deeply it ran. "I'm not entirely sure if we have any Muggle blood in the direct line," Ariadne told her, "though my father's sister-in-law had married a Muggle a few decades ago."
Yara blinked. Someone marrying a non-magical person in her extended family a few decades ago was still relevant? That was… sort of astounding. Granted, she could see something like that happening if Yas were to end up with some white British boy, too.
It took Yara some time to process just how intricate the magical world was, eating some fruit and nuts as she did, before Ariadne asked her a question. "May I ask, what is it like having a magical sibling?"
Truthfully, Yara wasn't sure how to answer that question. She wasn't used to hearing someone bring it up so openly in the non-magical world, so part of it was that she wasn't really sure what she could and couldn't say. She didn't want Yas to get in any trouble because of her. It wasn't her sister's fault that she hadn't come from a family that was at least partly magical, like most witches and wizards seemed to—or from a family line like Ariadne's apparently was. "It's different," she answered, going on to provide Ariadne with some context. "Yasmin is the eldest, then me, and then we have a younger brother and a younger sister who are twins, and they're only ten." It was possible, supposed Yara, that she was the odd one out, but she didn't think that Yahia and Yrene had shown any signs of having magical abilities. She was sort of in the middle, but her being much closer in age to Yas meant that it didn't really feel that way. "I wanted to go to school with her, but I couldn't, so I stayed at home in Egypt and then came to university here."
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Aug 29, 2022 10:16:18 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2022 10:16:18 GMT -7
Ariadne nodded as she listened to Yara speak about her experience as a Muggle with a witch sister. She discovered that Yara and Yasmin had younger siblings, twins, who were ten. Magic was supposed to show by the age of seven, and it didn’t sound like they were revealing anything. However, as a late bloomer herself, Ariadne knew they couldn’t be counted out until the time came for the letters from Hogwarts to arrive. She wondered how it would feel if Yara was the only non-magical sibling in the family; she had already mentioned how she wanted to go with her elder sister, but could not for obvious reasons. James had mentioned his late grandmothers sister had had a similar inclination, but that she had been kindly rejected. She hoped that Yara hadn’t had to go through that at least. “I’ve never been to Egypt, but I’d love to go sometime. So much history of some of the worlds first civilizations, and of course the pyramids,” she finally said, eyes alight in wonder. “I would love to see the pyramids up close and personal,” she relished.
They sat in a comfortable silence for a time, eating and drinking. Ariadne did not like to force conversation whenever it was not necessary; as someone who grew up having it drilled into her head that children should be seen and not heard, she was used to silence. But she was still curious, and soon it got the better of her. “Was Yasmin’s graduation your first time at the castle?” she asked Yara.
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Aug 29, 2022 19:58:45 GMT -7
Post by yara leila el fayed on Aug 29, 2022 19:58:45 GMT -7
May 12, 2026 Not that Yara was biased at all, but Egypt was great. It was so much more than the pyramids, too, though obsessing over them was apparently just as common for magical people as it was for non-magical ones. When she was thinking about more than the pyramids, Yara wasn't just thinking about the pictures of camel rides that tourists posted all over social media, either. There were cities; there were beach resorts (and not just the ones that offered cheap package holidays for Britons and the like)! The food alone was worth it, but she easily could have talked Ariadne's ear off about it.
"Was Yasmin's graduation your first time at the castle?"
Yara nodded her head. "Yes, it was." She wasn't sure if she, her younger siblings, and their parents had had other opportunities to visit Hogwarts on which they had missed out over the years that Yasmin had been at school there, but she didn't think that they had. From what she understood of the magical world, it was uncommon for Muggles to visit somewhere like Hogwarts at all. The funny thing was that it didn't seem to matter that her immediate family knew about magic because they were related to a witch; it was as though they were supposed to forget that they knew anything about it. Yara knew better than to talk about the magical world openly because there were laws around it, but she didn't think that conversing with Ariadne in vague terms would hurt either of them. Besides, some people apparently had parents where one of them was magical and the other wasn't. Surely there were some exceptions, provided that they weren't broadcasting the existence of witches and wizards and all sorts of other things that seemed totally fictional.
"Obviously, it must be easier for you to travel than for me," Yara acknowledged, since she had to use non-magical transportation and couldn't just Apparate or fly a broomstick wherever she wanted to go, "but I would be happy to give you tips for when you're able to visit Egypt, Inshallah."
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Aug 31, 2022 11:05:09 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Aug 31, 2022 11:05:09 GMT -7
Ariadne laughed lightly. “Certainly, as long as you pass the Apparition test. I’ve heard some wild stories about those who didn’t,” she said with a lift of her brows. Apparition was of course the easiest way for an adult witch or wizard to get around so long as they had their licenses. The magical communities of Europe had set landing points throughout the continent for them to Apparate to and not scare a ton of Muggles. She knew there were plenty of Egyptian witches and wizards, so she’d just need to do a little research to see where she’d need to arrive. “Teleportation, I think is the best Muggle word that can describe it,” she added, just in case Yas had never explained what Apparition was to her.
“You may think I’m ignorant, but what does Inshallah mean?” Ariadne asked, leaning her head to one side curiously. She was always fascinated by other cultures, but her strict upbringing had left anything non-magical by the wayside. Her parents wouldn’t have deigned to tell her about British Muggle sayings and traditions, much less anything outside the United Kingdom. “My parents didn’t deign to teach me much about anything non-magical,” she added, hoping Yara would understand.
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Aug 31, 2022 19:20:32 GMT -7
Post by yara leila el fayed on Aug 31, 2022 19:20:32 GMT -7
May 12, 2026 Ariadne made a joke about Apparition, which Yara knew about even without her additional explanation. It was like teleportation, and that was how Yara would have explained it, too. Like driving, it required a license, and Yara could only imagine that the testing process for that got messy. If someone were to end up in the wrong place, how were they supposed to figure out where they were? At least driving required someone to be a little more aware of their surroundings, not that getting lost wasn't possible then.
"You may think I'm ignorant, but what does Inshallah mean? My parents didn’t deign to teach me much about anything non-magical."
Yara had received legitimately offensive questions from other people before because of their ignorance, including getting some shocked reactions that she was a hijabi who was pursuing a male-dominated field of study, but she wasn't offended by what Ariadne had asked her. "Oh," she began lightly, "it means 'God willing' in Arabic." It wasn't as though she had been using some incantation, but it might have sounded to Ariadne like it if she had never heard anyone speak in Arabic before. "'Allah' is the Arabic word for God. So if we're talking about something that we hope will happen in the future, we say 'Inshallah'. 'God willing', you can visit Egypt." Yara hoped that Ariadne understood the simplicity of it. "It's not just Muslims who use it. People of other religions do, too. If they speak Arabic, I mean."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2022 11:35:21 GMT -7
Ariadne didn’t get the feeling that Yara was offended by her question, which was perfect. She listened as she explained the Arabic word she had used, and how it meant God willing. Ariadne couldn’t hide the fascinated gleam in her eyes even if she tried to. The Wizarding world didn’t really have an organized religion of its own. Sure, each branch of magical being had their own beliefs and traditions, but she didn’t really compare it to Muggle religion. Naturally her parents didn’t deign to teach her anything about the Muggle world, so she wasn’t surprised at how little she knew about religion itself. It did give her a good feeling when she did learn something new though, so there was that.
“Is that why you wear the hi…head scarf?” she asked, then blushed. “Sorry, I didn’t want to pronounce it incorrectly,” she admitted, resorting to a word she was familiar with rather than trying to butcher Yara’s language. “Yas doesn’t wear one, or at least I didn't see her wear it much at school, and our limited conversations didn’t have much to do with Muslim faith practices,” she explained, hoping Yara would get what she meant. She was woefully ignorant of other religions, but as a true Ravenclaw at heart, Ariadne was always itching to learn more.
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Sept 1, 2022 14:45:32 GMT -7
Post by yara leila el fayed on Sept 1, 2022 14:45:32 GMT -7
May 12, 2026 Ariadne asked her if that was why she wore a headscarf, though it sounded to Yara that she wanted to use the word "hijab" but wasn't sure about it. Sure enough, Ariadne said that she didn't want to pronounce it incorrectly.
"The hijab, yeah," Yara encouraged her.
Interestingly, Ariadne also brought up that Yasmin wasn't a hijabi. It was puzzling to some people, even outside of the magical world, but it was what it was.
"I'm more observant than Yasmin is," Yara clarified for Ariadne. She imagined that it must have been harder to be religious in any way in the magical world. Even knowing that the magical world existed had made Yara bring some of her own beliefs into question. There seemed to be some elements of religion, like how Hogwarts observed Christmas, but she hadn't heard of wizarding-specific churches or mosques or anything from Yas. "It's her decision, you know?" She couldn't make her older sister do anything that she didn't want to. "My parents didn't force me to dress like I do," Yara added; she was already anticipating that question. "It was my decision to dress modestly."
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Sept 2, 2022 11:48:09 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Sept 2, 2022 11:48:09 GMT -7
Hijab, right. It had been at the tip of Ariadne’s tongue but she hadn’t wanted to offend Yara. She was the first person who seemed to have the patience and knowledge to talk with Ariadne about this particular part of Muggle life, and she was grateful. Yara mentioned how she was more observant than Yas is, and that struck her as quite similar to certain pureblood customs. Her parents were strict followers of blood purity, and they were horrified to realize her children did not hold to the same customs. “That’s good that it’s your choice, and hers as well,” she commented, before continuing on. “While religion was not something I was brought up with, the way my parents were about certain traditions relating to blood purity could be easily mistaken as religious beliefs.” A wry smile made its way across her lips. “Unfortunately, my parents were not as…amenable as your parents are to allowing their children to make their own choices in life.”
The smile was gone now, and Ariadne was sure her eyes held a haunted look about them. When Ariadne’s parents had found out about James, they’d yanked her out of Hogwarts and confined her to her room, not allowing any visitors except meals brought by the maid three times a day. But her father would visit her sometimes, and this was what made the confinement turn to torture. “Sorry,” she said quickly. “Is it too personal to ask how you came to your decision on modesty?” she asked, turning the subject back to Yara before the woman could ask questions.
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