Alive

Aug 27, 2009 10:08


[The text is written with numerous ink blotches from hesitation. Many things have been scribbled out and rephrased; the strikeouts are the only still-legible ones.]

I have been studying here at Hogwarts with all of you for some time now. All of you have supported me in my despair against my destiny at some time or another, and many of you know piecemeal the circumstances leading to my enrollment in this school. I now feel it is my duty responsibility I will now lay before you my true reasons for being here. I may be suspended expelled for this. I have taken that as a necessary risk to revealing the truth. It is the only way I can escape my destiny.

I am originally from Japan. A little-know fact which even some of the faculty may not know is that the Hyuuga clan maintains its own wizarding school where only the most elite are accepted. This is not advertised; the premise being if you are prestigious enough to know of its existance that only those who already know of it (e.g. anchored clans) will be talented enough to be granted entrance. I was to attend this school; I did for several years at the top of my class. Then, I was sent to Hogwarts.

Obsensibly, I was sent to Hogwarts by my clan to determine how the quality of wizarding education in Europe as compared to Asian education. In essence, To put it bluntly, the truth is, my clan, the Hyuuga clan, initially sent me to be a spy. I was to root out the differences in education and study... no, steal the techniques which could be used back home in Japan. That is why my family the head family will take demand my journal. If I do not send it by owl within two days of the summons, they will activate the charm to summon it back to them, and activate the spell engraved into my forehead to cause intense pain just short of death as punishment for what they perceive as disobedience.

I still believe to some extent that the bars of my cage will be forever closed to me; however, I am tired of following their orders and being their bird chained to the ground. I want to fly.

Some of you have seen me in the Restricted Section pouring over books until early in the morning, only to watch me slam the books closed and leave the second I was seen.

I am searching for a way to free myself. Even if can lengthen my chain and stare longingly at the sky, instead of being forced to keep my face buried in the dirt, I will do it. As a branch family member, fated to follow their every command whim, I cannot stop sending the head family information about Hogwarts until I am dead or I am free.

That is the truth. I was here to spy on everyone initially, but now I am here to find a way to free myself. I do not seek sympathy... or even understanding. I am tired of explaining myself again and again. I do not ask for anyone's help, but I ask that I not be hindered. It is only a matter of time before I slip and my true motivations are revealed to the head family, but I would prefer that to being thought a traitor by all of you.
[page marked to be torn out before sent back to Japan]

nejiplot?, head family, torn pages

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