"You want to what?"

It was a few days after we'd told Regulus and Peter, and Regulus had come to me with the strangest preposition I'd ever heard.

"I want to be a Gryffindor," he declared. "Like you and Siri. Mum and dad won't like it, but I can always come and live with you, right?"

Regulus looked at me hopefully.

"Yeah, of course!" I said, feeling quite bewildered. "But- uh, I don't think that's ever happened before..."

"So?" Regulus asked. "It can!"

"And why are you coming to me with this and not your brother?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Er... well... you're more... rational than Sirius is," Regulus admitted, before brightening. "Besides, if I come to live with you, I'll be your brother too!"

I started to tell him that wasn't how it worked, but his hopeful obsidian eyes stopped the words before they left my mouth. If he wanted to be my brother too, so be it.

"Alright," I said. "Welcome to the family, mate?"

Regulus beamed.

"Thanks, Jamie!" he exclaimed. "Let's go get Siri and then we can go to Dumbledore and get me resorted- d'you think Sev'll want to be resorted too!"

"I doubt it," I chuckled. "Severus is a true Slytherin."

Regulus shrugged, then raced off towards the Gryffindor common room. I smiled and shook my head. How had I never noticed how alike he and Sirius were?

"Was that Regulus running off just now?" Remus asked, walking up. "He's not going to bother Sirius, is he?"

"He is," I confirmed. "The full moon is coming up again."

"Urgh, I know," Remus groaned. "Got any chocolate for me?"

I laughed, and fished a chocolate bar out of my cloak, handing it to Remus.

"Thanks!" Remus grinned, taking a huge bite of chocolate. "Are you coming again?"

"Course I am!" I replied happily. "Sirius can half transform- do you think he can come?"

"No, let's not risk it," Remus said through a mouthful of chocolate. "How's Peter coming?"

"He can get the tail and the nose," I reported. "Maybe Reggie would want to become an Animagus? It seems like he wants to do everything me and Sirius do."

"Well, he can't do everything," Remus shrugged. "He's a Slytherin. Have I got chocolate on my face?"

"Yep," I replied. Remus scowled, and wiped his mouth with his hand. "Actually, Regulus is asking to be resorted."

"Why?" Remus asked. "Has that ever even happened before? I bet the Sorting Hat won't do it."

"We'll have to see," I shrugged. "Personally, I think he'd be a great Hufflepuff. He wants Snape to be resorted with him."

Remus let out a loud laugh. "Yeah, like that'll happen."

"Yes, Snape is Slytherin through and through," I chuckled. "That's what I told Regulus. It's like suggesting Sirius become a Slytherin."

"That'd be a sight," Remus snorted. "So... what's next on the agenda of changing the future?"

"Um..." I frowned thoughtfully. "Well... I'm not sure... probably something that changed- Merlin, I hope my parents got the wards up in case they try burning down my house early."

"They burn down your house?"

"Yeah, sometime next year," I replied. "And then, you know what happened in fifth year."

"I can't believe Regulus had to see that," Remus said sadly. "You know, I'd like to see what happened for myself."

"No you don't," I corrected him. "It gives me nightmares, and I'm two years older than you."

"I highly doubt it's worse than being attacked by Greyback," Remus pointed out. I shrugged. "It... it isn't right?"

"Well, I wouldn't know," I sighed. "But it was bad... Sirius looked... so... so broken... even worse than he had looked when he ran away from home. And there was so much blood..."

"Oh," Remus said, looking rather pale.

"I'd never seen so much pain in his eyes," I whispered. "But he smiled at me. He was dying, and he smiled at me. I was sobbing like a baby at that point, of course."

I laughed hoarsely, wiping at my eyes, which were feeling moist. "Look at me, I'm about to start crying again."

"I'm sorry for bringing it up," Remus said, eyes wide and face pale. "Maybe I don't want to see it."

"No," I smiled weakly. "You don't."

"Jamie, Jamie, where's Siri?" I glanced behind me. Regulus had run back up. "Are you crying?"

"Just got something in my eye," I lied. "Well, then. Let's go find your brother."

"You want to what?

"You know," I said. "I had that same reaction."

"So, let me get this straight," Sirius declared. "You want to risk the wrath of our parents by being resorted into Gryffindor?"

"Yep!" Regulus grinned. "I can always come live with you and Jamie."

"He can," I added.

"Well," Sirius beamed. "I'm all for it!"

"All for what?" Lily asked, sitting down next to me. "Sirius Black, James Potter, what are you two up to?"

"It wasn't me!" I exclaimed, holding my hands up.

"Of course it wasn't," Lily replied, her lips twitching into a smile. "But, really, what are you up to?"

"I'm going to be resorted and go and live with Jamie and Siri!" Regulus declared proudly. Lily blinked. Then blinked again. Then looked at me.

"James," she said slowly. "What did you tell him?"

"Nothing!" I answered. "He came up with this all on his own."

"Well, Regulus, good for you," Lily smiled warmly. "Welcome to the club. Are you quite sure you want to go through with this?"

"Yes!" Regulus replied eagerly. "I've been thinking it over, and I do. But, James, I was wondering... how did our parents take Sirius's death?"

"Not so loud," I hissed, before softening. "They- well, I don't know. They didn't seem sad, but it could've been a mask. That's why you ran away in that timeline- you thought they didn't care. But, I mean, what parent wouldn't care when their child dies?"

Sirius snorted. "Mine."

"Sirius, I'm sure they'd care," I said, but I slightly doubted it too. "No parent wouldn't care. It isn't natural. I know my parents-"

"James, your parents aren't anything like mine," Sirius pointed out. "They wouldn't give a-" Lily gave him warning glance. "A rat's tail if I died. They'd probably celebrate."

"They didn't, right?" Regulus asked in alarm.

"I'm sure they didn't," Lily assured him.

"They told me Siri isn't my brother anymore," Regulus admitted. "Cause he was disowned. I don't listen to them, though. Sirius is my brother, he always will be."

"Aw, you're willing to ignore Mum and Dad's crud for me?" Sirius asked happily. "I knew you wouldn't be corrupted! That's my little brother! Maybe you can start pranking with us!"

Sirius looked especially gleeful at this last idea.

"First I have to be resorted into Gryffindor," Regulus said.

"When you get resorted, you might not necessarily be a Gryffindor," Lily pointed out. "You might not even change houses."

"Oh," Regulus looked slightly crestfallen. "But I can try?"

"Of course you can," I smiled. "And no one will hold it against you if you're still a Slytherin- or if you end up and Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff."

"That's good," said Regulus in relief. "I just want to be closer to you guys- oh, and I want to be like you and Sirius, James."

"I'd like to be more like Sirius," I admitted, and Sirius's face turned red. "Oh, don't blush. You're brave and noble- you protected me, when I couldn't do anything."

"I'm not that brave or noble," Sirius muttered. "I left Reggie with my parents," Regulus opened his mouth to protest. "And I still ended up letting you get hurt that night, Prongs. And at the attack on Diagon Alley, you were hurt because of me and my 'noble' plans."

"It was noble," I said. "Just too noble for your own good. What you need to learn is self-preservation."

"Hmm, nah, like I said, I like making your life difficult," Sirius replied cheekily. "Well, Reg, shall we be off? You've got a resorting to get to."

"I understand you wish to be sorted again, Mr. Black," said Dumbledore, eyes twinkling as we walked in.

"How did you know?" Regulus gasped.

"Magic," Sirius declared, as if this explained everything. "And I think he can read minds..."

"I encourage you to stay out of mine," I muttered.

"I do not recall a time when a student has wished to be resorted," Dumbledore mused. "But I am sure it has happened. Mr. Potter, can you reach the Sorting Hat?"

I nodded, and pulled down the raggedy old hat, handing it to Regulus, who shoved it on his head eagerly. We sat there in silence, waiting, before... "GRYFFINDOR!"

"YES!" Regulus shouted, taking off the Hat and tossing it down on Dumbledore's desk. He ran up to Sirius first, pulling him into a tight hug, before proceeding to do the same to me, then, amazingly, Dumbledore. "I'm a Gryffindor! I'm a Gryffindor!"

"Congrats, Reggie," Sirius beamed. "Welcome to the club. Hey, Professor, can he sleep in our dorm?"

"I don't see why not," Dumbledore smiled serenely, looking completely unfazed. "You will find another bed in there, I am sure. Hogwarts has ways of accommodating her students."

"I get to stay with Siri! I get to stay with Jamie!" Regulus chanted, skipping around Dumbledore's office and proudly telling every portrait about how wonderful it was. "I'm a Gryffindor! I get to stay with Siri, I get to stay with Jamie!"

Phineas Nigellus Black sniffed haughtily. "The last two Blacks, both in Gryffindor! It's a shame."

Regulus paused. "Well you can stuff it because you're a... you're a... a meanie!"

"A meanie?" Sirius repeated bemusedly. "I'm going to need to teach you some insult. Repeat after me, 'Slimy Slytherin snake'."

"Slimy Slytherin snake," Regulus said to Phineas Nigellus Black, who huffed and left his frame. "I think he'd going to tell Mum and Dad?"

"So?" Sirius asked cheerfully. "Let him. You're gonna be coming to Prong's anyway, right?"

"Right," Regulus replied, tearing his eyes away from the empty frame. "Jamie can I see more memories from the future? Funny ones, though, not of... not of... that."

"I suppose," I shrugged. "We did have some good times at Moony's."

"Can we go now?"

"No," I replied. "We should go tell Mum and Dad you're moving in. Professor, may we use your Floo?"

"Certainly," Dumbledore agreed. I stepped in first, shouted, "Potter Manor!", and was gone,. I fell face-first out of the fireplace at home, pulling myself to my feet and brushing off the ash and dust.

"Mum! Dad!" I called. Mum came rushing into the room. "Hey, Mum. Where's Dad?"

"At work," she said. "What brings you, Jamie?"

Just then, Sirius and Regulus tumbled out. Regulus looked up and grinned. "Hi."

"Hullo, Regulus, Sirius," Mum smiled warmly. "So?"

"I'm a Gryffindor!" Regulus said proudly. "Er... can I live with you? My parents are going to be angry, especially since I called Phineas a slimy Slytherin snake."

"Did Sirius teach you that?" Mum asked bemusedly. "Of course you can, dear, you're always welcome."

"Thanks!" Regulus beamed. "Now Jamie can be my brother too!"

"Why does everyone insist on calling me Jamie this chapter?" I asked. Sirius, Regulus, and Mum stared at me. "What?"

"This chapter?" Mum asked, looking quite amused.

"Er... I have no idea," I admitted, face heating up. "It seemed like the right thing to say."

"It didn't make any bloody sense," Sirius laughed. Mum gave him a warning look. "Er, sorry, Mrs. P."

"It's alright, this once," Mum said. "Welcome to the family, Regulus."

"Thank you, Mrs. Potter," Regulus smiled.

"Oh, and both of you, do call me Aunt Carol," Mum beamed. "It won't do to have you both addressing me as 'Mrs. Potter' all the time, not when you're living here."

Yep, that was Mum. Skip the formalities.

"Alright, Aunt Carol," Regulus said shyly.

"Okey-dokey, Aunt Carol!" Sirius grinned. "Say, James, let's get back to Hogwarts before Moony notices we're missing!"

A/N: To make up for last chapter, I have written a happy chapter! Yay, Reggie is a Gryffindor. I know, totally unlikely, but he's hardly Slytherin in this story. :P Big thank you to my reviewers, Theta-McBride, N.E. Person, sk8boards4ever, guest, jeremiah123, and potterhead934! You get (drumroll please!) Gryffindor banners to hang in your virtual rooms! I hope you all enjoyed. OVER 100 REVIEWS! THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!

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