Re: James, Sirius, Albus
Albus gritted his teeth. He expected nothing less for making this particular mistake. He thought back at the conversation, took a deep breath and looked at his brother, facing the gauntlet.
"I told him that you are, and I quote, 'too occupied - licking tonsils, and shaking every upright appendage with your middle name donor - to care'." He winced. Yes, it was bad. Worse than he thought initially, especially in contrast to what he was seeing now. But he carried on and clarified further: "To care about saving your own cursed arse, I mean.
I told him nothing else, and nothing other than what I've inferred from our last conversation, James. I've made a mistake and I shall correct it. I'm sorry."