Owl to Andromedasolemn_sneakAugust 3 2006, 19:31:35 UTC
Dear An,
You don't have to apologize for anything, my dear cousin, because you have nothing to be sorry for. Honestly. You were and are my favorite relative and I love you too - and it's not your fault that the Blacks are uppity flibbertigibits with their head up their arses--- well, that's rather strong language, and I don't want to offend you.
About your wedding... An, I have to tell you my gut instinct on this one.
Don't do it.
I know you, An. You're strong and smart and beautiful, and you're doing the right thing by questioning what you've been coerced into. You don't deserve a husband like this prick, with his head all full of smoke and strange ideas about the ideal of "Purity." You'll never be happy! And I don't mean to say that to scare you... it's just what I think is the truth. You just think you're not as brave as I am - maybe what I am is just stupid. I know the whole family (except you) thinks so. You have more love for your family than I did mine - my parents and I, we were always at odds and always will be. Your family loves you.
But if they knew and loved you for who you are, they wouldn't be making you go through with this.
I know it's hard to think about, An, and I know whatever you decide it won't be easy. My door is always open. You are more than wel-- no. If you need a place to go, you will come here. There will be no discussion about it. I've lived through their wrath once already, remember? I'm sure Riley would enjoy your company... and I would love to see you again, too. It's been awhile.
All my love,
Sirius
P.S. You have the honour of receiving the longest letter I've ever written.
P.P.S. If your heart belongs to another, I'm sure your beloved will be here for you too.
Thank you for your support, it's very comforting and I am honored. I still don't know what I'm going to do, but at least I know I'll have some place to go if I decide against this.
You don't have to apologize for anything, my dear cousin, because you have nothing to be sorry for. Honestly. You were and are my favorite relative and I love you too - and it's not your fault that the Blacks are uppity flibbertigibits with their head up their arses--- well, that's rather strong language, and I don't want to offend you.
About your wedding... An, I have to tell you my gut instinct on this one.
Don't do it.
I know you, An. You're strong and smart and beautiful, and you're doing the right thing by questioning what you've been coerced into. You don't deserve a husband like this prick, with his head all full of smoke and strange ideas about the ideal of "Purity." You'll never be happy! And I don't mean to say that to scare you... it's just what I think is the truth. You just think you're not as brave as I am - maybe what I am is just stupid. I know the whole family (except you) thinks so. You have more love for your family than I did mine - my parents and I, we were always at odds and always will be. Your family loves you.
But if they knew and loved you for who you are, they wouldn't be making you go through with this.
I know it's hard to think about, An, and I know whatever you decide it won't be easy. My door is always open. You are more than wel-- no. If you need a place to go, you will come here. There will be no discussion about it. I've lived through their wrath once already, remember? I'm sure Riley would enjoy your company... and I would love to see you again, too. It's been awhile.
All my love,
Sirius
P.S. You have the honour of receiving the longest letter I've ever written.
P.P.S. If your heart belongs to another, I'm sure your beloved will be here for you too.
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With Love,
Andromeda
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