Author's Note:
Hello People! How are you?
Okay, so this story will be told in the point of view of three different characters. I just wanted to let you know that so you don't get too confused. I will let you know when I am changing points of view.
Also, this takes place in the Second generation. Harry's son, Albus Severus is going to Hogwarts. It also includes some of my OC's. The story mainly is centered around Albus and his friends.
Oh, and I am not JK Rowling…. So I don't own Harry Potter, sadly.
That is all. Thank you for clicking on my story and let's begin!
Chapter One: Albus Severus Potter
"What if I get into Slytherin?"
"Albus! Wake up! You'll be late!" I blinked my eyes open to find my Mother shaking me. I rolled over onto my back and stared at the ceiling.
"Sheesh Mum, I'm up." I said, sitting up and rubbing my eyes. Mother smiled.
"Good. Now hurry up and get dressed. Breakfast will be ready on the table soon." Mum said as she closed the door.
"Mmkay." I responded absent-mindedly. Reality then set back in that today was the day I went to my first year of Hogwarts. My nerves then began to make my stomach feel queasy. I got out of bed and looked through my clothes for something to wear. Like usual, I threw on the first clean pants and shirt I could find. I then stumbled my way down the stairs.
"Today's the big day, Albus!" Said my Dad, punching my shoulder. His green eyes mischievously grinning behind his glasses. "You're not too nervous, are you?"
"Yeah, I'm fine Dad. I just want to eat some breakfast." I said, quickly jumping down the stairs. My brother James would laugh at me if he knew I was nervous.
I sat down in my spot at my table, which was next to my sister Lily. Today she was grumbling, and fiddling with her pancakes. She used her fork to push them around on her plate through a bit of syrup with anger.
"What's wrong, lil' Lily?" My Mother asked her, although there really was no need because we all already knew what was wrong. She had been complaining for weeks about how much she wanted to go to Hogwarts with my brother and I.
"It's not fair, Mummy. Why can't I go to Hogwarts too?" She said, slamming her fork down on her plate with a clang. My Mother sighed as she set a plate of pancakes in front of me.
"Oh Lily. I felt the same way when my brothers were going off to Hogwarts without me. But it won't be too long, Sweetheart. Only two years!"
Lily wasn't buying it. She rolled her eyes. "But I want to go now!" She said. My Mother sighed and obviously gave up. This had been going on for weeks.
"Be glad you still have freedom while you can. When you go to Hogwarts, all you have is Homework, and more homework." My brother James said, sitting down at the table and devouring his pancakes. I decided not to remind him about the fits he would throw in the years before he could go to Hogwarts. James was one year older than me, which made him a second year at Hogwarts.
Before Lily could make a remark back, My Mother informed us that we were all leaving in ten minutes. Everyone began scurrying about, getting ready for the drive in the muggle car to Kings Cross Station. I ran upstairs to my room to get the last of my belongings. Just when I was gathering a few things I heard a knock at the door.
"Come in," I said. In walked my Dad.
"Hey son," My Dad said. We high fived and then shook hands three times. I was the secret potter family handshake.
"What's up Dad?" I asked.
"Just wondering if you were excited for Hogwarts." He asked me.
"Oh…" I said. I was suddenly not able to think of anything to say. Truth was, I was excited. But something that James had said last night made me worried a little. Dad must have noticed the worried expression on my face. He laid a hand on my shoulder.
"Look son, don't be scared. You'll be fine. Everyone's nervous on their first day. Even I was." He said, looking me in the eyes.
"Well Dad, there was something that kind of worried me last night. Something that James said. Do you remember James saying that-"
"To the car, everyone!" My Mother shouted.
"Let's talk in the car, is that okay?" My Dad asked.
"Sure." I said, as I made my way to the car slowly but surely. When I got there, I was seated next to Lily. James was in the back squished next to some of the luggage. My father turned around and winked at me before he started the car.
"So, Albus. What house are you going to get in." James casually asked. I felt every nerve in my body jolt. This was exactly what I had been worried about. I had started worrying last night when James told me about all the houses.
"Ravenclaw is for the over-achieving nerds, Hufflepuff is for the happy optimistic weirdos, Gryffindore is for the cool people." James had said, gloating about his own house. "But don't get into Slytherin, It's where the snot-nosed brats all reside."
"Do you think I could get into Slytherin?" I remember asking.
"Don't worry about anything, Albus." My father had said. "It doesn't matter what house you get into." My father's words had not stopped me from worrying though.
"Well?" James asked. "Hello? Albus, are you there? Knock-Knock!" He said, pretending to knock on my skull when I didn't respond right away.
"James," Said my Dad. "Let's knock it off, shall we?"
"James, do you think I'll get into Slytherin?" I blurted out, without thinking.
James shrugged his shoulders. "I dunno, possibly." My heart began massively pounding in my chest, and my stomach felt as though butterflies were swarming in my guts.
"We're here!" My Mother announced cheerfully as my Dad searched for a parking spot. Once we were all out of the car, we took our luggage and headed for brick wall in between platform nine and ten. This brick wall marked platform nine and three quarters. James ran through all by himself, then Mother and Lilly. My father took my cart with me.
"Ready? Together." He said as we ran towards the wall. Once in the station, we parked our carts for a minute so we could say Hi to Teddy Lupin and Victoire Weasley.
I bent down to tie my shoe, an old trick I use when I want to get out of a conversation. My Dad crouched to the ground with me.
"Hey," he said softly. I looked him in the eyes. My usually relaxed and carefree father's eyes look somewhat more serious now.
"What." I muttered. Father took my hand.
"I want you to know that we will always love and support you no matter what house you get in. Whether it be Slytherin or not."
"But what if I am in Slytherin?"
"Well then the Slytherin house will be earning a great wizard." He said. "Albus Severus, you were named after two great wizards. One of them was the bravest man I knew, and he was a Slytherin." My Father had never told me much about why he had named me Albus Severus. I wanted to know more, but the Hogwarts Express blew her whistle. It was time to aboard the train. I hugged my father tightly.
"Everything will be alright Albus. I love you." He whispered to me while we hugged.
"I love you too, Daddy." I said.
Mother hugged me, and I noticed a few tears were escaping her eyes. She kissed me on my forehead. Usually, I would find that terribly embarrassing, but right now I didn't mind.
As James and I were boarding the train, I look back one last time. My Mother was still crying, clutching my Father's hand for support. My Dad winked and smiled at me. I smiled back and walked onto the train to face my future.
Sorry this chapter was a little boring. The story gets better once James meets some more friends and gets to Hogwarts. Please review! I'll give you a cookie! ;)