Chapter 22
As expected mother wrote a distant and cold congratulatory letter. She told me not to talk to Sirius, but I really don’t want to listen to her. I will eventually speak to him. He may hate me at the moment, but I do really love him. I couldn’t not love him, he’s my brother after all. I mean all my life we have been best friends and he has always done his very best to protect me.
I need to figure out how to talk to him. I doubt his friends will let me near him and I’ll have to practically trap him in order to force a conversation. I doubt it will be civil on his part, but I will try my very best to get him to understand that I had no other choice. I will never be nearly as brave as him, but I will never believe the bullshit that mother spews.
In other news I have become somewhat acquainted with Barty Crouch. He’s a bit odd and hyperactive, but makes decent conversation. Besides he was the only person who wasn’t immediately trying to become friends with me for a connection to the Black title. I like him well enough though.
By the end of this week I will have talked to Sirius. I am making myself promise to do that because the more that I put it off the more difficult it will become. I need him to know that this is not what I wanted but was what I had to do.
-RAB.