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"I won't, father…" I mumbled, wishing he would let me go. I didn't want to be there, in that dark and cold dining table, having to listen my father threaten my life if I ever got into somewhere else than Slytherin. I wanted badly to be on my bed, hid from everyone, reading. Anywhere else, but there.
Albeit my fear, deep inside I felt sort of happy, comfortable. It was nice to be spared for a while. It was nice that now you were the outcast.
So, you can imagine my anger and sadness when mother tried to save you.
"Orion." She called, the ambition glowing on her eyes. Father let me go – I didn't even notice he was still holding me – and turned abruptly towards her. "Gryffindor is for the brave… Maybe, just maybe… That's good."
"He's different from everyone else in this family, Walburga." He growled, throwing himself at a spare armchair that sat on the corner, staring blankly at nowhere.

"He could've gone to Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw. Think about it, he got into a major house, a good one. There's still hope. We marry him to a good Slytherin; their children will fall right on their places."
"What about the other one?"
I mentioned to move away, for they were already talking as if I weren't even there. They used to do that when I was younger, thinking such a small kid couldn't understand how underestimated and ignored it was. But I was ten, for god's sake. I got the idea very well. I had a problem, a big one.
I weren't Sirius Black.
"He'll do well. "

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Of course I would. The rest of that year was dedicated on trying to convince everyone of how perfect you were, however the Sorting Hat said or did. No one remember that was my last year home.
My eleventh birthday was celebrated, though, as my Hogwarts letter was. The difference was that, this time, I had no option. I was born to be a Slytherin, and a Slytherin I must become.
The first of September arrived fine, but I could see you had changed. You wrote letters in the middle of the night, sending them by unknown owls that seemed to have been instructed by someone else to grab the messages. You became full of secrets about Hogwarts, or the friends you had.
You drifted even more apart from me.
The platform was full, and the humbug of people talking, mixed with the annoying sounds of owls hooting, frogs croaking, cats meowing and rats shrieking, made my head spin, and I barely listened to mother and father's instructions.

小天狼星：
我该如何起笔？如何向你写出这些句子，就在你我都心知肚明这是我写给你的第一封也是最后一封信时，我怎能就这么开始告诉你这些谎言？也许我该停手，无视我那亲自告诉你一切的渴求，丢弃我正在使用的破损羊皮纸并且离去。
我举起了手，用我苍白瘦长的手抚摸着那薄薄的黄色表面，使它们在羊皮纸所有的延伸方向移动而过。一条锐利的边缘使我颤抖，我很快看到一滴血顺着皮肤流下，死气沉沉地污染了羊皮纸。这使我忘记了我的恐惧。毕竟我行将湮灭。
非但是湮灭，而且我快死了。
我尚能回忆我第一次看到你的时候。而且是在你嘲弄我，告诉我我不大可能在那个金闪闪的摇篮里记住你的脸之前，不是之后。那时，你五岁，我三岁。

Hertfordshire地区是专门为我们安排的，那油亮的青草在阳光下闪耀着。贝拉特里克斯那时是个九岁的女孩，与她今天所成为的女巫大相径庭。她和安多米达跑在偷走了她们最喜欢的玩偶的你的身后。
我坐在纳西莎旁边，在母亲的照管下很安全，你哈哈大笑时我只是微笑，你用力将脚踏在草地上时，那草地就像是你生命的支撑。你转头看她们是否追上了你，我看见你右嘴角居心不良地扬起来。贝拉特里克斯跑得比她的小妹妹要快，并且追上了你，推了你的胸口一把。
你哈哈大笑着倒下了，她得意地笑着，很快你们都躺在了草上，在地上滚来滚去，激烈地打斗来抢洋娃娃。那时我太幼小尚不能理解你们的玩闹，在屈指可数的妈妈和druella阿姨都不生气的情况下也看得很开心。