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I'm an idiot. Well... maybe not an idiot... I'm smart, really... but I don't think. I have the same problem as my brother... I don't think.
Maybe it's because I'm a Black. And I know that my mother doesn't want me to think. My father... well, who know what he wants? He's a mystery, and, frankly, he's frightening (but never as frightening as my mother. She's incomparable.)
But the fact is... I sold my soul.
...And now... I'm paying the price.
I'm paying for my sins... and ending my life in the process. It's convenient, isn't it?
Sirius abandoned me a long time ago (or was it I who abandoned him? - No, it's not important now).
The truth is... I want this.
I want to die.