I didn't want to know. I just didn't want to know the Hows? Whys? or What the fuck possessed you? of their actions. They didn't interest me because I knew that there would be no legitimate explanation other then some tripe about the Greater Good. It was frustrating, their absurdity and their hypocrisy. It was not normal for a child to be beaten and starved. It was not normal to encourage inter house rivalry. A little competition, by all means it is healthy. But to the degree they take it?
People, children, die because they cannot see past the primary colours. "They're Slytherins" can no longer be a justifiable reason as to why someone may or may not have done it. Who is to say that a Hufflepuff cannot be as sly or cunning as a Slytherin? Why could a Hufflepuff have not done it? Is it simply because they are seen as too loyal, or perhaps too stupid to even consider it? They of all the houses have the perfect cover. No one looks twice at a Hufflepuff, ever. They assume them to all be kind loving and loyal; they think nothing of them standing behind while private conversations are going around, after all, Hufflepuffs are loyal. But, are they loyal to you? I have nothing against Hufflepuffs, and on average find them to be lovely people. I am merely wondering why they too were not put under suspicion.
For all of Dumbledore's belief in Trelawney's dribble, does he not believe in self-fulfilling prophecies. The idea that if we are thought to behave and live a certain way, that we too will begin to believe it and later act and live exactly as how they believe us to. That if you label us as sly, dirty and cunning with no loyalty and no ambitions, and if you treat us as such it will eventually become true. Or that because of such thoughts and fears from the outside world, we will retreat to a smaller number of those who proclaim they will treat us fairly, and will accept us. You wonder why we always "go to the dark side", yet you belittle us and do not trust us when we say we are there to help the supposed "Light". At least with the Dark ones, we know what to expect. We know they are not trustworthy, and will destroy us the moment our usefulness has grown sparse. With you, it is worse, because you lie and promise differently. You use us and abuse us, all with false smiles proclaiming that it is our fault or for the greater good. You stand at our weddings, and then stab us with the knife that cut the cake. All because of a shabby shit-faced hat that saw greatness in us, and proclaimed us –
– "Slytherin!"
No eleven year old is inherently evil. Not even Harry Potter, when he was placed in Slytherin on the evening of September 1st, nearly eight years ago. And yet, with the glares they gave him and the silence that reigned, you would have believed differently. The gasps of horror, the shock and the pure unadulterated hatred that came about from the decision of a moth-eaten dusty pile of cloth, would have had you thinking he was the devil incarnate himself.
You can go fuck your Greater Good.