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hermione jean granger. ([personal profile] brainiest) wrote in [community profile] eachdraidh 2014-07-04 11:29 am (UTC)

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You see, that's the problem. Everyone imagines hindsight to be this great gift, allowing us to see what mistakes we'd made so that, in the future, we can fix it, but in a way it's more like a curse. It's not a good thing to know your past and try to go back and change it, that's why there are so many restrictions on time travel and the effects it can have. You can say that you'd like to go back and fix your mistakes which, of course, is admirable, but -- don't you think that, by fixing them, you're changing yourself? You're becoming someone different than the man - or woman - that went back to change the mistakes in the first place. Who's to say that, once you've gone back, you'd want to change them?

[ time travel, analogies, all of it is rather complex and despite having spent a year basically doing double time (she was, actually, closer to twenty-one than twenty) there isn't a lot hermione does, truly, know about time travel. it's still all very open and a very technical topic and she doesn't want to be That Person but it seems she's stumbled into it all the same. sheepish, she bows her head, trying to ignore the flush crossing her cheeks at her reply, the lecture she's handing out as though she's some kind of authority. ]

It's not a loss to want to change things, of course not. But understanding the mistakes we've made and trying to make ourselves better from them? That isn't something you should just throw away to make things easier. We become stronger and wiser from our experiences, not weaker.

[ she pauses, then she lifts her head, smiling softly. he's a son of hermes, right? and what she remembers of him, yes, he's the patron of thieves, but... ]

You're not just moulded by who your parents are, you know. Your father might be the God of thieves, but he's also the patron of sports, travellers and trade, too, isn't he? And shepherds. There's nothing saying you have to be like your father and be a thief or someone that picks locks.

[ she swallows, then, because, really, she is entirely unsure of the mythology of his world, but - she's started, so she has to finish. ]

There's precedent that says I should be a quiet, lowly mudblood and I should keep my mouth shut and leave things for those of pure status to sort out. But I won't, because that's not who I am. I'm more than my heritage, Luke, and so are you. I don't think you're giving yourself enough credit and I don't think you're seeing what kind of an amazing future you could have.

[ a pause, then she bites her lip. ]

I'm sorry if that was all a little... Forward. I get carried away sometimes.

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