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Apr. 3rd, 2012 07:23 amDon't know if we should let them in or not. I figure that's for you lot to decide. Maybe that old man will show up and insist on it for reasons that are mysterious to everyone. Me, most of all.
Troubled by something else, though. How easily and with how much confidence they "deduced" the truth. True, it seems it was a complicated pattern of signs that led them to conclusions, but it wasn't too long ago that I was in a similar position of wondering if the people around me really believed what they were meant to.
Never acted on any of my suspicions, and never would have dared to really let myself have them. But maybe that was Voldemort's reach, acting on me,like it still
Point being that a person's view of the world is tainted by the people they're surrounded by. If you've known Death Eaters, you tend to believe that inside, most people are like Death Eaters. Severus and Dora might have had different experiences, but that was mine.
If you've known kindness, and have been encouraged to embrace tolerance, maybe you start to believe that inside, most people are that same. Or want to be. You start to see that the Matron, who's just doing her job of healing people, might be a smuggler. That your parents might be, too.
Not sure where they've come up with that notion about Sinistra. Though the fact that she's with Lestrange is interesting.
Weasleys, Dora, and the rest of you who still have a place in the world, you ought to be very careful. In seeking out like-minded folk to join our ranks, there's always a risk that you'll show your hand. Even, it seems, when you fully don't intend to.
And thanks. For taking that risk.
Some days I am grateful to be a fugitive. It's only now that I feel truly free.
I worry for this group of lads and lasses the twins have befriended. Seems that they're entertaining a lot of speculations, trying to seek out assurances that there is a trustworthy adult element out there in the world. I want them to find that assurance. But I don't know how they can find it safely.
That's all, really. Most I've written in a while, and the fingers are starting to ache.
Troubled by something else, though. How easily and with how much confidence they "deduced" the truth. True, it seems it was a complicated pattern of signs that led them to conclusions, but it wasn't too long ago that I was in a similar position of wondering if the people around me really believed what they were meant to.
Never acted on any of my suspicions, and never would have dared to really let myself have them. But maybe that was Voldemort's reach, acting on me,
Point being that a person's view of the world is tainted by the people they're surrounded by. If you've known Death Eaters, you tend to believe that inside, most people are like Death Eaters. Severus and Dora might have had different experiences, but that was mine.
If you've known kindness, and have been encouraged to embrace tolerance, maybe you start to believe that inside, most people are that same. Or want to be. You start to see that the Matron, who's just doing her job of healing people, might be a smuggler. That your parents might be, too.
Not sure where they've come up with that notion about Sinistra. Though the fact that she's with Lestrange is interesting.
Weasleys, Dora, and the rest of you who still have a place in the world, you ought to be very careful. In seeking out like-minded folk to join our ranks, there's always a risk that you'll show your hand. Even, it seems, when you fully don't intend to.
And thanks. For taking that risk.
Some days I am grateful to be a fugitive. It's only now that I feel truly free.
I worry for this group of lads and lasses the twins have befriended. Seems that they're entertaining a lot of speculations, trying to seek out assurances that there is a trustworthy adult element out there in the world. I want them to find that assurance. But I don't know how they can find it safely.
That's all, really. Most I've written in a while, and the fingers are starting to ache.
