003.
Expanding on my last entry, I frequently find it hard to believe that Sirius and I are actually related, let alone brothers (I can't even begin fathom what I'd do if he were my twin, Merlin forbid). I don't think that I'll ever understand him, not really. Just look at his choice of friends. Sure, most of them are Pureblood (and Lupin is, admittedly, smart), but... they're all idiots - and Potter's obsession with that... Evans. It's disgraceful.
Not to mention that Sirius is not only convinced that he's bent, but he's started an epidemic.
He's insufferable. To make matters worse, he walks about the school like he owns it (don't you dare try to tell me that he does) and then berates me and my Housemates because he thinks that Slytherins walk about like they're better than everyone. Clearly he's never paid attention to himself or his own Housemates.
...I really wish that my parents had taken the initiative to send me to Durmstrang. At least there I'd be away from him.
Not to mention that Sirius is not only convinced that he's bent, but he's started an epidemic.
He's insufferable. To make matters worse, he walks about the school like he owns it (don't you dare try to tell me that he does) and then berates me and my Housemates because he thinks that Slytherins walk about like they're better than everyone. Clearly he's never paid attention to himself or his own Housemates.
...I really wish that my parents had taken the initiative to send me to Durmstrang. At least there I'd be away from him.