2nd Annual Triwizard Competition: No dialogue
W.C: 449
Disclaimer: Nope. Never Have, Never Will.
Dear Sirius
Dear Sirius,
I'm afraid this letter does not come bearing any good news. By the time you read this, you'll most likely hear a certain rumor about me. I assure you that it's true. I know we not on the best terms right now, but I want you to know the truth. I know that it probably won't change a thing between us, but if it helps lessen your ill opinion about me, I want you to know.
I never once hated you, Sirius. Not even when you left for good. I admired you, actually, if you can believe that. I looked up to you, even more so when you broke free of it all. I was too much of a coward back then to even think about defying our mother. So, I didn't attempt to. Somewhere inside of me I wish I had the courage. Wished I had Gryffindor traits, like you. I know you told me to choose another House before Hogwarts started, but Sirius, I was a Slytherin. Sure, I wasn't evil and cold-blooded like the rest, however, I was and am a Slytherin through and through.
I saw your face when the Sorting Hat sorted me into Slytherin. It wasn't your fault, you know. No matter how much you beat yourself up for not 'warning' me, it would have hardly changed a thing.
It wasn't your fault I was in Slytherin.
It wasn't your fault I joined the wrong crowd.
It wasn't your fault I took the Dark Mark.
It's not your fault I'm a coward.
I hope you can finally let that go once and for all. Can you get that through your thick-headed mind? I hope so. You know by now or you've already figured it out, but I'm dead. Voldemort has done something terrible, and I have a chance to stop it. I have a chance to right all my wrongs. I won't tell you the details since I fear you'll do something rash. Just know that I didn't die doing the Dark Lord's bidding.
Sirius, my older foolish brother, I love you. That won't change even in death. I want you to forget about the Blacks. Forget about our parents, forget about our traditions, forget about me, and go live your life.
I have just one regret, Sirius, as my end day is closer. I'm a dead man and there's no more chance for me to say this out loud. But I really do cherish my memories of you. As I face my death, I'm reminded of the innocence we once had. Before everything went wrong.
I'm sorry, Sirius. I'm sorry for it all.
Just know that I love you.
R.A.B