I've been thinking about this and the thing is you're right.
But it's hard for me to think about what it means to live as a muggle, and not think about all the worst parts of my childhood, like when my father would leave us to fend for ourselves and we'd have to carry all the water, and my mum had to chop wood with an ax, and we were always cold and there usually wasn't enough to eat.
Things aren't going to be like that for Mr Longbottom. They didn't HAVE to be like that for us. But especially when I was in the middle of it it was easier to say, 'this is because we don't have proper magic' instead of 'this is because my father is being cruel.' I didn't like to think of it that way, because at least he wasn't sending my mother to the camps.
And really if he HAD sent her to the camps -- she's not young enough that they could have used her in Strangeweale's machine but she's not so old she can't have babies. So she might be in New London, right now, prisoner somewhere and having half-siblings I'd never meet because they were all slated to die horribly.
Anyway. I got my final schedule by owl post the other day, for winter hols. I'm with the Strettons until the 29th and then my father's house for the other week.
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Date: 2013-12-01 06:41 pm (UTC)I've been thinking about this and the thing is you're right.
But it's hard for me to think about what it means to live as a muggle, and not think about all the worst parts of my childhood, like when my father would leave us to fend for ourselves and we'd have to carry all the water, and my mum had to chop wood with an ax, and we were always cold and there usually wasn't enough to eat.
Things aren't going to be like that for Mr Longbottom. They didn't HAVE to be like that for us. But especially when I was in the middle of it it was easier to say, 'this is because we don't have proper magic' instead of 'this is because my father is being cruel.' I didn't like to think of it that way, because at least he wasn't sending my mother to the camps.
And really if he HAD sent her to the camps -- she's not young enough that they could have used her in Strangeweale's machine but she's not so old she can't have babies. So she might be in New London, right now, prisoner somewhere and having half-siblings I'd never meet because they were all slated to die horribly.
Anyway. I got my final schedule by owl post the other day, for winter hols. I'm with the Strettons until the 29th and then my father's house for the other week.
I wish I'd turned 17 already.