(no subject)
Sirius Black bothers me. He bothers me a great deal. Of course it was a mistake, but it’s possible to write off some mistakes as the heat of a moment; if I thought about it at all, I suppose I thought I’d simply forget about it as I’ve forgotten so many others. Unfortunately, that doesn’t seem to be the case. I don’t know what possessed me to send him presents, for heaven’s sake. It seems fairly clear that I’m going to live to regret that one way or another. We are much alike