Carry On, Wayward Sons [Harry Potter's Brother Reader]

The Sorting...

Y/N was sat at the Gryffindor table in the great hall, laughing and joking with the twins, with Katie Bell looking at him slightly doe eyed, earning a glare from Beatrice.

"Do you think you could help us get rid of the ghoul in our attic?" Fred asked as Y/N chuckled.

"Tell you what, the moment I'm a professional hunter and allowed on my own hunts, that ghouls days are done." Y/N said as he smiled at them.

"Nice." The twins said as they looked over Y/N's shoulder at Beatrice.

"Bea's glaring at Katie again." George said with a smirk causing Y/N to turn and look at Beatrice.

"She and her sister are the scariest Hufflepuffs I know." Y/N said as the twins.

"Only because she's your girlfriend and Penny's your girlfriends sister, didn't you used to have a thing for her?" Oliver Wood said as Y/N nodded.

"Yes, before me and Bea went out." Y/N said as George went to speak.

"Well, it was more than "a thing"-"

"Angelina I think George has something to say-"

"No, no!" George said as he kicked Y/N in the shin under the table. The doors opened and Y/N turned to see the first years walking in, he immediately saw Harry and smiled, nodding to him. Harry looked at Y/N and smiled before moving in the crowd of first years that stopped, finding himself next to his brother.

"Is being sorted as bad as Ron makes it sound?" Harry asked as Y/N looked to the youngest Weasley brother.

"Between you and me, no, but don't tell Ron that, I've got a bet with Fred and George." Y/N said as Harry looked at his brother with relief, knowing he wouldn't make a fool of himself in front of everyone. He saw Hermione talking to Harry who had turned back to her and the crowd.

"Of course, It's not real the ceiling, it's just bewitched to look like the night sky. I've read about it in Hogwarts: A History." Hermione said.

"It's...amazing." Harry muttered under his breath as the group of first years all came to a stop at the front of the hall. McGonagall began to speak.

"Now, before we begin, Professor Dumbledore would like to say a few words." She said as Dumbledore rose from his seat.

"I have a few start of term notices I wish to announce. The first years please note, that The Dark Forest is strictly forbidden to all students. Also, our caretaker, Mr Filch, has asked me to remind you all that the third floor corridor on the right hand side is out of bounds, to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death. Thank you." Dumbledore announced before sitting back down. McGonagall opened up a scroll.

"Now when I call your name, you will come forth, I shall place the sorting hat on your head...and you will be sorted into your houses. Hermione Granger."

Hermione headed to the front, talking to herself to calm herself down.

"Mental that one, I'm tellin' you." Y/N heard Ron say. As Hermione sat down the hat was placed onto her head and the hat came to life.

"Ah, right then okay. Hmm. Right. Okay...Gryffindor!" The hat announced and the Gryffindor table cheered. Hermione walked past Y/N smiling at him.

"Draco Malfoy."

Malfoy stepped up and sat down, before the hat even touched his head it spoke.

"Slytherin!"

"There's not a Witch or Wizard who went bad who wasn't in Slytherin." Ron said to Harry.

"Merlin, he was a Slytherin." Y/N corrected from the Gryffindor table as Ron looked at him with furrowed brows.

The sorting went on, Ron was called up.

"Ha! Another Weasley, I know just what to do with you. Gryffindor!"

"Harry Potter." McGonagall called out and the room went quiet apart from a few mumblings between people about Harry, most of the teachers, especially Dumbledore, shifted forward on their seats in nervous anticipation.

As the hat was placed on Harry's head could read Harry's lips and saw Harry asking the hat not to put him in Slytherin.

"...Not Slytherin, not Slytherin."

"Not Slytherin, eh? Are you sure? You could be great you know, it's all here in your head. And Slytherin will help you on the way to greatness, there's no doubt about that. No? Well, if you're sure...better be...Gryffindor!" The hat announced and the Gryffindor table erupted with cheers of joy as they all welcomed Harry, with Y/N pulling him in for a hug, patting him on the back.

"Haha!" Y/N laughed with joy as he hugged his little brother.

"Y/N! Sit down." Percy ordered as Y/N looked at him.

"Bite me Percy." Y/N said before sitting with his little brother.

Halfway through the feast a head emerged through the table followed by the rest of the ghost.

"I know you, you're nearly headless Nick." Ron stated as Harry and Hermione looked in awe at the ghost.

"I prefer Sir Nicholas, if you don't mind."

"Nearly headless, how can you be nearly headless?" Hermione asked as Sir Nicholas turned to face her.

"Like this." He said simply before pulling his head off to reveal that there was only a bit of muscle connecting his head to the rest of his body. He then put his head back on and flew away while Y/N looked down at his food.

"Three years and I'm still not used to that... I don't feel like eating anymore." Y/N said earning a laugh from Harry and Ron.

After the feast was over Percy, Ron's older brother and Gryffindor prefect, lead all of the first years to the Gryffindor common room, making sure to remind them all to be carful of the stairs moving, they soon arrived at the Gryffindor common room, where they were faced by a painting of a woman.

"Password..." She said as Percy cleared his throat.

"Caput Draconis." Percy said as the painting opened like a door revealing a doorway into the Gryffindor common room.

"Welcome to the Gryffindor common room. Boys dormitories are upstairs and on your left. Girls', the same on your right. You'll find all your belongings have already been brought up." Percy said before the Gryffindor students dispersed to their dorms.

Later that night most of the boys in Harry's dorm were all asleep, except for Harry. Harry sat by the window with his owl, Hedwig. Eventually he submitted to his need for sleep, after all, he had a big day tomorrow...