Remus was in his second year at Hogwarts, and once again he found himself in the Great Hall as Dumbledore welcomed all the students. Across the room, Sirius’s younger brother, Regulus, sat smugly with the Slytherins, and Sirius looked like he wanted to set the whole table on fire.

“Yeah, obviously he’s a Slytherin… total trash,” Sirius muttered, glaring.

“Hey, calm down. He’s your brother,” Remus said, voice calm as ever. “House doesn’t change that.” Sirius just rolled his eyes so hard it was a miracle they didn’t get stuck.

James leaned back in his chair, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. “By the way… what pranks are we pulling this year?”