Edric Blight
Yankee Doodle Boy
Xavier’s words were of some comfort to Aaron, but Jacob had been making this out to be a very dire situation. He didn’t know who to believe but his gut wanted him to fully trust Xavier. Maybe Xavier and even his own mother were right- Aaron didn’t worry enough. “Well, I agree with that,” said Jacob, surprised to even be saying this to Xavier. “But unfortunately You-Know-Who and his crazed followers don’t think it’s stupid. They think it’s serious,” said Jacob. Xavier’s touch on his knee was much needed- he needed to feel the comforting physical presence and contact of his best friend. “They’ll target half blood, and mudbloods too,” said Jacob, accidentally letting the derogatory term slip from his mouth. While Jacob personally didn’t buy into the whole blood status superiority ideas, he was a pure blood himself raised in a pure blooded wizarding family home. He grew up around families that believed in blood supremacy, even though his own family did not support this. But as a pure blood, there was still much expected of him by his parents. Jacob’s parents wanted him to out shine his classmates and anything less than that was seen as a failure to them. He was a pure blood, so although ironically they didn’t find all pure bloods superior, they very much wanted their son to be superior to all the others. It was why Jacob valued hard work and his grades- he needed to impress his parents and make a good legacy for the Cromwell family name, since it was all they had left. The Cromwell’s had been unfortunately stained by many other pure blooded families due to the fact that they did support half bloods and muggle borns practicing magic. It was complicated, but growing up around boys from more extremist pure blood families had caused Jacob to pick up a few things- one of them being that harmful word “mud blood.” He didn’t believe in any of the silly blood status ideals, but he still recognized his place as a pure blooded wizard boy from a pure blooded magical family.