A/N: Hello! This is my very first fanfic so I'd really love it if you took just a minute or two and let me know if you loved it, hated it or what ever. Thanks!
Disclaimer: I do not own the wonderful world of Harry Potter because that all belongs to the amazing Jo Rowling! I just like to play in her world.
He'd made it. He had been sorted into Gryffindor. Just like James & Teddy. Just like Mum & Dad. Just like Granddad & Grandmum Weasley and Granddad & Grandmum
Potter. What had he been so worried about? The Sorting Hat didn't even have to think twice before it shouted out for all the Great Hall to hear, "GRYFFINDOR!" Now that he thought about it, there was only one house for him and that was Gryffindor. He was a Potter (and a Weasley) after all. He can't believe he let James' teasing get to him like that. It's not like James hasn't teased him before. Well, that's all in the past and right now there is a treacle tart calling his name and looking across the table, it had also been calling James' name as well. And besides, just think about how much fun he'll have teasing Lily about her being in Hufflepuff!