"Papa! Papa! Look what I did!"
The young child with nearly white blond hair bounced up and down and he waited for his father to walk over to just see what he had down on his own.
His father chucked resting his hand gently on the young boy's hair. "That's very good son, we'll have to tell your mother wont we?"
The little boy nodded his head as he reached up holding his hands up to his father, giggling as he was swept up by him. He looked to his handy work, a large boulder floating up in the air on its own. He thought hard he thought very hard to make it do that. He wanted his father to be proud and by looking to his face he knew he had done just that.
"Papa? Does this mine I get to go to Hogwarts too? Like you and Mama?"
The little boys gray eyes looked to his fathers. The pride in his father's eyes was there, and so much of it. The little boy was scared that he wouldn't be able to go, that he would have to go to a normal school. Nothing special about him at all.
"Of course you will son, why would you even think that you wouldn't. You're an amazing little boy and amazing little boys get to go to Hogwarts. Let's see…In about 4 years time you'll be getting your letter."
The small boy smiled and wrapped his arms around his neck holding him tightly. He sighed out a little sitting there for a moment before he wiggled away from his father dropping to the ground.
"Let's go tell Mama! She'll be proud to! Ooo! Can we owl Grandma? I want her to know too!
"Of course we can." The man held his hand out for his young soon to take it as they headed inside.
"Papa?"
"'Yes son?"
"Will you by me an owl when I get in?"
"Of course I will."
With that they ran in. to break what the little boy thought was the best news ever to her
Four years later….
The train ride Hogwarts was amazing all that he saw the sights the sounds. He didn't really know any people as none of his father had children his age, so he was very much alone. He tucked himself into a compartment with a few other children his age by the looks of it. Clinging on to his owl's cage trying his best to hid behind it.
The train ride was nothing compared to what happened the moment he got off of it. To his disappointment he had to leave his Eagle Owl Hermes behind. Griping tightly to his hat he made his way thru the crowed to see a very large man waving about.
"First years! First years this way!"
His eyes went wide as he made his way over licking his dry lips. His parents refused to tell him anything about what was to happen. They wanted it to all be a surprise to him. He pleaded with them but they just smiled and told him to wait and see.
HE and the rest of the first years made their way behind the large man who led them to a fleet off boat.
"We'll be takin 'em to the castle."
The large man smiled as he loaded them all in to the boats before getting into his own and made his way off. It was amazing to see everything. His eyes lit up as soon as the castle came into view. They made their way from the boat inside all quietly nervous.
After standing in the hall for a few moments a small wizard came in and called them all to attention.
"If you will all follow me in to the Great Hall you will be sorted into your houses."
He watched as the crowed made its way in. It was amazing. Four great halls spanned the vast room students from each house watching them enter. At the head of the room was a Head table featuring all of the Professors watching and smiling. The small wizard arranged them into two lines and then moved large stool a small stool holding a grubby looking hat.
"When your name is called you will come up and be sorted in your house. You will then join the appropriate table."
Clearing his throat he started to read off names and all of the children began to be sorted into houses. He noticed that hat would take longer on some than others. Some it would touch there head and would shout out a house. He was getting more and more nervous as it went down the line and his name was called.
He slowly made his way up and sat on the seat and waited it to shout out a house. Shaking a little he nearly jumped when he heard a voice.
'Hm now where do I put you? You seem to be very different from the rest of your family.'
Shaking a little he gulped down a breath. "I want to be in the same house as my father."
'Are you sure about that? You would be great in Ravenclaw, maybe even Gryffindor.'
He shook his head a little. "I want to be in the same house as my father!"
'If you're sure. SLYTHERIN!'
He took a gulping breath and smiled and the small wizard and thanked his way to the table where others of the house hooted. A boy next to him smiled holding out his hand.
"Welcome to Slytherin, I'm a Prefect, Warren Rigby. What was your name again?"
He smiled and took Prefect Rigby's hand.
"Thank you, I'm Scorpius Malfoy."