Goodbye Brother

"Reg, even if it does put us in different houses, and even if we play Quidditch against each other, and even if we don't get along every day, that doesn't matter. Because you're my brother. You'll always be my little brother." "Do you promise?" Reg whispered, his voice a little bit croaky from crying. "Yeah, I promise."- A short series on how two brothers drifted so far apart