From the moment I knew what the Houses were, I knew I would be a Ravenclaw. Long before I knew I was a witch, I was in and out of the library all the time, and if the computers occasionally had a glitch and forgot my fines, well, I didn't think twice about it. My Hogwarts letter came as quite the surprise, I can tell you! Turns out I'm not technically Muggle-born. My father was a Squib, and his parents decided not to tell him about the Wizarding World, to spare his feelings. Uncle Theo was a different story. He was so excited when he found out I was a witch!
Well, for someone who was always in the Muggle libraries, obviously there's no way you would ever keep me out of the libraries of Hogwarts! It wasn't long before I was volunteering to help Madam Pince resort entire sections of the library, and she swears I'll be replacing her when she retires, though I'm not so sure I want to spend my life working in a library that doesn't have any stories! It would be amazing to be a Muggle librarian and help them discover the magic of books, even if they can never find out the magic of our world, but how do you get a Muggle college degree when you haven't gone to any school they've ever heard of?