"It is. Anyway. When my father finally told me all of that, I asked him "Father, why should I care about wings? I´ve got a broom.’ Silly me. Our wings are something special. They look a lot like what muggles call angel wings. Have you already seen them? If you ask me, I’m pretty damn sure those muggles saw a Veela fully transformed with wings and came up with that fairytale. Do I bloody look like playing the harp while sitting on a fucking cloud? Okay, I do play the piano and the guitar, but no bloody harp and I really don't spend my time sitting on a cloud in a nice white dress."