Chapter 4
I sit down, tired after the day I have had. Planting doubts in Mother and Bella was no easy feat and needed to be handled with the uttermost delicacy. Yet, recalling Bella's….near worship…of the Dark Lord, no Voldemort- that filth deserved no titles- I praise the time I have ended up in. Until today, her's is a hero-worship, as wrong as that sounds. Soon, it'll turn into obsessive, delusional, devotion. And when that happens, should it happen, I will have one of the most powerful witches House Black has birthed as my enemy. No. I cannot have that.
But preventing it would require the cunning of Merlin himself.
Yet, a start. It can't be worthless. And I have the luxury few have.
"Reggie?"
"Sirius?" I turn around, astonished that my brother is here after yesterday's talk. While we weren't as distant as we had been in another life, I knew my brother was doing some thinking of his own.
"Reggie, I…I spoke to James. And Remy."
What had that insufferable Potter told him? He's important to my brother but the Potter name, despite their council seat, has not much worth in our world. And Lupin…a werewolf.
"Well…James was furious, of course, but Remus…he spoke to us and you're right. Even Aunt Euphemia was consulted…and yes, it isn't very courteous of the Marauders to judge all Slytherins based on the actions of the loudest in the room…but it's difficult! It's difficult to think otherwise when all of them are going on about purity and superiority and hurting our friends! When they hurt someone innocent…I can't see them as human anymore…I just cannot!"
With how passionate he is getting, I am surprised his voice is still whisper soft. Another thing I failed to notice in my previous life. How until the day he left, Sirius made sure our parents couldn't see or hear a whisper of his existence. How terrified was he of them to be so cautious?
"Reg?"
"Brother…I…I don't know what to say," the words roll out of my mouth before I realised what I am saying. I have broken bread with the people he is talking about and laughed with them. Seen pictures of some of their children. And yet…could I ever forgive those who hurt innocents? Was that noble?
"I know."
"I know."
And with that, Sirius crawled into my bed and gave me a hug. Looks like even for adults and time-travellers, some things are difficult.