Chapter 23
I talked to Sirius. It was odd to say the least, he was sort of standoffish. He wasn’t mean, but everything felt off. I think that he’s disappointed by my sorting. I know that he really wanted me to go anywhere that isn’t Slytherin. I appreciate that the hat saw something other than callous and self preservation. In the end the hat let me pick, so I did end up picking self preservation. In the Noble House of Black there really is no other option than to go with what mother tells you to do. Sirius just doesn't see it that way. He has always been braver than me. I wish that I was able to do what he does, but it will never happen for me.
I have made friends with Bartimous Crouch Jr. or Barty as he prefers to be called. He doesn’t particularly like his parents either although his parents are of different political views than the Noble House of Black. In fact, being sorted into Slytherin somewhat pissed his father off, although I don’t think that their forms of punishment are not nearly as severe as what is all too typical in the Noble House of Black.
I wish that Sirius would talk to me. I hope that he will eventually come to his senses and be able to understand the position that I have been put in. I never told him exactly what mother had said to me before we left for station 9 ¾. She had merely reminded me that because of Sirius’ lapse in judgment it is likely that I will eventually have to step into the position of heir. With the foreboding war it will be likely that that will mean so much more than simply producing another heir. I wouldn’t be nearly this concerned should this whole war thing wasn’t going to happen eventually. Mother also made a point to mention the “incorrect” views of his friends and the way that all of that will eventually rub off on him. I can’t tell whether or not I am surprised by her planning ahead so far, or giving up on Sirius so quickly.
-RAB