He had always been the good son. Always the first to voice his well-trained answer. He remembered noticing Sirius snorting at his pureblood righteousness more often than he had let on, but he had been too blinded to think about his words back then.
Now, he had a decision to make and the two choices he was given were not pretty. He could walk
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