15 July, 1976
HE'S GONE TO LONDON? HOLY BUGGERING FUCK!!!! We've got to find him... Why did I tell him, Prongs? It was the worst thing I could've done. Christ. I should have at least waited until we were together, I was too afraid to tell him face-to-face. Why did the sorting hat place me in Gryffindor again? I surely don't deserve to be there.
Ok, he's definitely gone to his parents' house. He wouldn't do anything too drastic would he? I mean, he has some semblance of self-control, right? No, of course he doesn't. Oh my god. We have to find him... But even if we tried, we can't find that house. Sirius told me that you can only see it if you've been there before. There are all sorts of enchantments on that goddamned snake-pit. What the hell are we going to do? They'll hurt him...
I guess I'm going to have to fill you in on some details now, it's unavoidable if we are to decide what to do.
The night of your birthday, when we were so drunk, I fooled around with Regulus, thinking it was Sirius. Now you see why he is so upset and why I hate myself (even more than usual). He's going to go and do something to him. How will we find him, James?
I'm going to send this now, I have to know what's going on. Please write back and tell me that he's returned....