"Maybe you could start up a Quidditch league," Severus replied with a slight shrug. "There isn't one that I know of, but that doesn't necessarily mean anything."
He noticed the wince, but before he had a chance to comment on that, Regulus stopped walking entirely at the news that his brother was in the village.
"I'm afraid so -- for good or ill," he affirmed with a nod. "I thought you'd prefer to be prepared." He didn't know much about the nature of his relationship with his brother, but he had known Regulus well enough to determine it was along the lines of oil and water, at least.