Disclaimer:I do not own Harry Potter.P.S. The bold type in the story is my personal opinion.
The Hogwarts Express had departed and the Weasley and Potter children were on their way to Hogwarts (Horrible opening sentence). "You think they'll be lonely?" Albus asked as they rounded a corner. "Well, no, I mean - they've got Lily
/and Hugo,"
Rose replied. "I'm talking about Lily and Hugo," Albus pointed out. "I'm hungry," James interrupted. "You're always hungry," said Albus. "Practically every sentence you say has the phrase 'I'm hungry' in it." Albus."Why couldn't you have just
/stayed home and helped yourself to whatever's in the pantry?" asked Louis from his corner. "Because Hogwarts is amazing," James said simply and turned to the window.
"Are you still playing Chaser this year, James?" Dominique asked her cousin. "Yes," said James. "Because there's no one in the world who's better than me at chaser." Victorieand Louis looked insulted at this. "Are you two going to join the team
next year?" Dominique said in the direction of Rose and Albus. "I'm going to try out for Chaser because Victorie is graduating this year," Rose replied. Albus contemplated the question for a few minutes before answering, "Probably Seeker, like my
/dad." "What house do you think you'll be in?" Louis asked. This time it was Albus who answered first. "Gryffindor." "Gryffindor, I'm a Weasley!" said Rose, mock insulted.
A few hours passed, mostly filled with talk about Hogwarts, when the witch with the trolley stopped at the door to their compartment. "Anything off the trolley, dears?" James bought everything off five refills of the trolley. Albus immediately grabbed
/a few handfulsof chocolate frogs and tore open the packages, dodging flying Bertie Botts' Every Flavor Beans. He eventually caught a cinnamon one in his mouth. James was pleased by this and searched for another cinnamon. He found one,
and tossed it into Al'sopen mouth.
"I'm going to ask the driver what time it is," said Albus, getting up and walking into the corridor. The walk to the front end of the train was a surprisingly long one. He eventually made it, but had to wait another half hour because the driver was so
/focused on the road he either didn't hear or just completely ignored Albus.
He finally got the time an hour later and made his way back to the compartment. But on the way, he noticed a lonely boy sitting in the corner of another compartment. "Hi," he said, hoping to start a conversation. "Hi," said the boy, not looking at
sat across from him and gave the boy a concerned look. "I'm Albus." "I'm Scorpius." Scorpius had finally looked at him.