A/N: Just an idea I've been pushing around that I figured I'd share while I'm figuring out my next chapter on another story. It's Just a little brother/brother moment between James and Albus.
Seven year old Albus Potter woke up screaming from a terrible nightmare. He got up and ran to his big brother's room. Usually he would run to his parents, but James was always there for Albus whenever his Dad was on a mission and his Mum was at an away game. Tonight just happened to be one of those kinds of nights. They, and their little sister Lily, were staying with their Aunt Hermione while Uncle Ron was out with his Dad. He quietly walked past Hugo's room and went into James'. He walked over to his brother's bed and tried to shake his slumbering brother.
"James," he whispered, "Jimmy, please wake up." Albus was the only one who could call his brother Jimmy, anyone else who dared called him the nickname was pranked within 24 hours. But James had a soft spot for his younger brother and would always let it slide. The older brother in question mumbled incoherently and flipped over. Albus shook him again, "Jimmy! Please?"
There must have been something in Albus' voice for James woke immediately, "What's wrong Al?" Albus shivered from the cold, "I had a bad dream again Jimmy. Another dream about that man that Daddy told us about. He…he killed Daddy and then went after Mummy…and he just laughed. Who could do such a thing?"
James made some room for his brother on the bed and tucked him in next to himself before speaking, "Al, remember what Dad said? He said that he and Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione, heck even Uncle Neville, made sure that he can never come back and get us, right? And that he promised that he would always take care of us, right?"
Albus nodded through the tears forming, "Daddy would never break a promise right?"
James stroked his younger brother's hair like their mom always did to make them feel better, "Of course he wouldn't. Dad would never do that." Al started to feel sleepy as his brother continued to stroke his dark hair, "Hey James," he murmured in his sleepiness.
"Yes, little brother?" He always called him little brother when he had felt a strong feeling, something he picked up from his many uncles.
"If Daddy and Mummy can't take care of us, who will?"
James looked at his brother thoughtfully and then smiled, "I will little brother, I will."
A/N: I hope you liked it! Just a short sweet brother to brother moment while they're young enough to create a close brotherly bond. Please review!