"It seems that way," Hermione murmurs, a bit disappointed. "But at least I know I'm not the only one outside of Thedas who can do magic, even if our magic might differ."

Deciding that Emma must be confused by the different terms, Hermione immediately goes into her well-rehearsed explanation. "In my world, if a person can use magic, he's referred to as a wizard if he's a man, or a witch if she's a woman. We keep magic a secret from non-magical people, whom we refer to as Muggles. While most wizards and witches come from wizarding families, there are some who are born to Muggle parents. Like me. I'm known as a Muggle-born. It doesn't really mean anything, in the long run, but there are some who are more narrow-minded and like to think of themselves as 'purebloods' because they can trace their magical line back generations and generations. Usually, all that really meas is that there was a lot of inbreeding in their family tree." Shrugging, she concludes, "But children like to tease, and even adults can be spiteful. I'm just pleased most of the people I'd met were much better than all that."