where: hogwarts grounds when: january 7, 1978 who: @wixenprince
If you looked at Bertha Jorkins and followed a day in her life, you might never know that there was a war brewing on the horizon. Bertha Jorkins didn’t have time for things like war, no, there were stories to tell and love to spread and frankly, she had never really had an opinion on blood purity. Everyone in her eyes was just a character in her wonderful storybook of life. That’s why while others might have shied away from those of the opposition Bertha held no such prejudices against the more grumpy of Hogwarts residents. Skipping up to a lone Severus Snape, Bertha plopped down next to him smiling as she greeted him. “Hi Severus, have a lovely break?” She had something on her mind and was wondering if she should bring it up. There was no way she’d actually attempt the subject on her mind, she didn’t want to be a trouble maker, but she was still curious. “I was just wondering.... what type of potions have you tried to make?”














