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I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up to No Good
Mar. 9th, 2013 11:34 pmIt's been an awful long time since I wrote in my journal, and I'm kind of ashamed of that. It's not that I don't think of you all often. But...not so much writing. I am in school myself, and we have lessons, too, of course, and we have chores that help make this place run.
Those feel like weak excuses, though. I'm sorry.
I'm doing really well. We've been a bit hungrier here, because we lost part of our harvest from a storm, and it's too early to start the garden. But we've had some supplies shifted to us through the Order network, so it isn't too bad.
I've spent tonight re-reading my journal and catching up with all of you. And one thing that struck me as mighty strange is that it feels as though I'm safer at my school, and happier, and freer than you all are at yours. Weird, when you think about it. I envy you that wonderful library, of course, and the teachers--well, only some of them. We do have good teachers, too, although they have come to us from vastly different paths than the formally educated teachers at Hogwarts.
But that new Headmistress sounds positively dreadful. From what I can tell, it seems like she's turning Hogwarts into a much grimmer and more threatening place.
My home here isn't a paradise, by any means. It's so much more primitive than a castle that's stood for over a thousand years. But I have something you don't ever get to see, and I'm sorry for that. We have muggles and half-bloods and muggleborn and pureblood all living together, and they don't care about blood status at all. They all pitch in to do whatever needs to be done. The ones who are magical have wands and use 'em however they're needed, and no one makes a fuss about who carries a wand versus the ones who don't. It's possible.
I wish you could see it, because they've made it work really well.
I understand that owl messages to and from the school aren't really safe anymore, but...you were all such a help to me when I felt cut off and needed support.
Is there anything I could do for you, from here?
Those feel like weak excuses, though. I'm sorry.
I'm doing really well. We've been a bit hungrier here, because we lost part of our harvest from a storm, and it's too early to start the garden. But we've had some supplies shifted to us through the Order network, so it isn't too bad.
I've spent tonight re-reading my journal and catching up with all of you. And one thing that struck me as mighty strange is that it feels as though I'm safer at my school, and happier, and freer than you all are at yours. Weird, when you think about it. I envy you that wonderful library, of course, and the teachers--well, only some of them. We do have good teachers, too, although they have come to us from vastly different paths than the formally educated teachers at Hogwarts.
But that new Headmistress sounds positively dreadful. From what I can tell, it seems like she's turning Hogwarts into a much grimmer and more threatening place.
My home here isn't a paradise, by any means. It's so much more primitive than a castle that's stood for over a thousand years. But I have something you don't ever get to see, and I'm sorry for that. We have muggles and half-bloods and muggleborn and pureblood all living together, and they don't care about blood status at all. They all pitch in to do whatever needs to be done. The ones who are magical have wands and use 'em however they're needed, and no one makes a fuss about who carries a wand versus the ones who don't. It's possible.
I wish you could see it, because they've made it work really well.
I understand that owl messages to and from the school aren't really safe anymore, but...you were all such a help to me when I felt cut off and needed support.
Is there anything I could do for you, from here?