I'm back, but before I start the story, I want to say something.
I have read so many fics in which Scorpius Malfoy and Albus Potter are best friends from when they meet and are sorted into the same house. This story is to switch it up a bit.
Disclaimer: I Do Not, and will Never own the Harry Potter series. This is the amazing J.K. Rowling's work. From the first asterisk, to the last is quoted from Deathly Hallows Part II. I don't own those lines.
Warnings: None yet, will be in the future. Be prepared. Future Homosexual Romance, Future sex. Do not read, if do not like.
"Dad, what if I am put in Slytherin?"
"Albus Severus Potter, you were named after two headmasters of Hogwarts. One of them was a Slytherin and he was the bravest man I've ever known"
"But just say that I am"
"Then Slytherin House will have gained a wonderful, young wizard. But listen, if it really means that much to you, you can choose Gryffindor. The Sorting Hat takes your choice into account."
"Really?"
"Really. Ready?"
"Ready"
Those were the last words young Albus Severus Potter would be speaking to his father for awhile. He hauled his luggage onto the train and found a compartment. He loaded his stuff up onto the shelf and waited for his cousins to arrive. Rosie slid the door open and joined him, soon followed by Louis. They stayed together the whole ride to Hogwarts, joking and laughing.
When they stepped off of the train, they were greeted by Hagrid.
"My, My, Albus, yer looking a lot better than yer dad that's fer sure"
"Thanks, Hagrid" he replied, smiling.
"Okay, on the boats everyone" The tall man shouted.
At some point, Al lost his cousins and wound up boarding a random boat. He sat and waited for the last person to get in his boat. The final one had blond -almost white- hair and silver eyes. He had a long face and straight nose, his hair was slicked back.
Al smiled at him, only to receive a look of disgust in return.
"You're a Potter, aren't you?"
Albus nodded, a grin still set in his features.
"After this, don't come near me" The blond said.
Albus' smile fell. He looked away, a bit hurt by the boy's bluntness. He hadn't even gotten to introduce himself! Why did this boy already hate him? Could he be…?
"Are you a Malfoy?"
The boy nodded in return, looking away with his nose turned up.
Judging from the Malfoy's behaviour, Albus could tell that this would be a terribly long seven years.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed the short, first chapter. I don't know how often I will post, but I'll try to make it quick. Review?