Kid Brother

Regulus climbed onto the rickety stool. The sorting hat was placed upon his head.

A few moments, and then-

GRYFFINDOR!

- and then he was throwing the mouldy old hat off his head, and running into the arms of his older brother. His brother laughed, and lifted him up, because Regulus was an especially small eleven year old, and Sirius an especially tall sixteen year old. Regulus buried his face in his brother's shoulder.

"I thought I was gonna go to Slytherin. I was scared." He confessed, whispering. He wasn't sure Sirius had heard him, until he heard him whisper back:

"So was I."

Please consider this a very short prologue, I plan to turn this into a multi-chapter story. ;)