Re: James, Sirius, Albus
Al had plenty more to say. Like the fact that he did consider contacting Tom Riddle, and every potential consequence that action held for him, in exchange for a chance to see the curse lifted. Al wanted to tell his brother, that he was nearly cursed by acting just like James, in his own way.
But what he witnessed next kept him quiet and still, more than Snape's Petrificus would have.
Jamie, in pain. Sirius, helping him.
Al watched, a mere observer of the two, reluctant to interfere. It was not his place. Not now. Not for this. For this, his brother had far better help.
Al could help James in other ways. He was going to do so, even if it melted his brain.
"I-I need to go," he said, abruptly, and stood up from the armchair. He looked at his brother, then at Sirius. "Keep an eye on him. Please?"