A.N: This is my first Harry Potter fanfic, so take it easy on me. I wrote this because there's a lot of romantic fluff between characters and not much actual adventure going on. Also, this chapter has a lot of description of the Weasleys but trust me, this won't happen every chapter. Remember to review, and stay posted for the next chapter and the introduction of Scorpius Malfoy!

Chapter One: Loads of Weasleys

Albus Potter looked at his family one last time. There was his mother, her bright red hair made her stand out as she hugged his little sister Lily, who was pouting, the effect slightly marred by her wavy red hair blowing in her face. Lily was only nine, so she was upset, just like Albus was when he waved James off, that she couldn't go to Hogwarts.

His Uncle Ron was there too, full of pride that he was waving off his child at Hogwarts for the first time. He shared the same red hair as his sister, and was hugging Albus's aunt Hermione. When Hermione first told Albus she was Muggle-born, Albus was amazed. His amazingly smart auntie didn't need bloodlines or snobby things like that. She even was asked to teach at Hogwarts by their Headmistress Professor McGonagall, but they both agreed to wait for a few years until Hugo started, Rose's little brother. The thought of Uncle Ron looking after Hugo for even a day made even Albus shudder.

And finally, there was Albus's dad. Harry Potter. He was smiling at Albus, aware of nearly everyone on the platform staring at him, and his lightning-bolt scar. Everyone often told Albus, particularly his grandparents, how strange it was, how much Harry looked like his father James, and how Albus looked like Harry.

Of course, there were more of his family. A LOT more. One day last year, when Albus was bored, his Uncle Ron suggested counting all his Weasley relatives up to his grandparents Molly and Arthur. He thinks the total came up to twenty-something, counting all his aunts.

"Come on, Al," Rose said. "Let's find a carriage, these trunks weigh a ton."

They set off, and eventually sat at one of the biggest compartments, right at the back. The compartment where all the Weasleys and their friends sat.

Most of the Weasleys had flaming red hair, unlike Rose, who had a little browner, like dark auburn. But, some didn't. Uncle Bill's children had inherited blonde hair from their Veela mother Aunt Fleur.

There was Victoire, and her sister Dominique, charming boys who wandered past the windows of their compartment. They were both like twins, only Dominique was two years younger in fourth year. They had long, silvery-blonde hair; sky-blue eyes and pearly-white teeth.

Roxanne, Uncle George's daughter and a fifth-year, inherited her mother's dark brown curly hair. Her skin was like very milky tea, with brown freckles. Her build was slim, but strong after all her years of playing Quidditch.

Albus did what he usually did at Weasley family gatherings, and tried to name all his cousins. He had already named the two daughters Uncle Bill had, plus they had a younger brother, Louis, who was at home. Then there were Uncle George's children, Roxanne, who was gossiping with Victoire and Dominique, and Fred Weasley II, who was as much of a troublemaker as his dad and his namesake (and looked a mirror image of them).

He was laughing with Albus's brother James who had his messy black hair streaked with red, and Teddy Lupin, whose turquoise hair was refusing to be neat, rather like his godfather's.

And finally, Uncle Percy's eldest daughter Molly was just starting, laughing with Roxanne and Victoire. Her younger sister would start school next year, so Molly was enjoying the time alone (as they were usually never apart for more than an hour) before her homesickness kicked in.

"Oi, Al! Finally starting?" Fred grinned. "Good luck with the troll!"

Albus gulped. Troll? What troll?

"Don't worry, Al," Victoire reassured, slightly struggling to keep her French accent from dominating her voice. " 'E is just kidding around."

"Fred, don't mess with them. It's like the time you told Lorcan that Quidditch try-outs were against dragons. It took weeks for me to persuade him to watch Teddy play his first match."

"Oh, Merlin. I remember that," Lorcan rolled his eyes. Albus blinked, before he realized that Lorcan and his brother Lysander had blended in with his Veela cousins. What, with their light blonde hair, you could mistake them for Veelas any day of the week.

Al looked back at his waving parents through the window one last time. There was Dad, smiling and waving at him, and Albus breathed out heavily, relieved. Even if he was sorted into Slytherin, his parents would still love him and look after him.

Albus Potter was thinking that very thought, smiling and waving out the window, as the gleaming scarlet Hogwarts Express slowly left Platform 9 ¾.

So, what do you think? Just a few things you should know about the characters.

Teddy, Fred, Victoire and Dominique are in Hogwarts. I don't know whether Dominique's too young and Fred's too old, but I put them in anyway.

The Weasley's compartment is enchanted to be really big. How else could eleven students fit?

Rose only has a few freckles, barely visible, and is quite fanciable mainly because I want her to be like Ginny, who in the books is said to be pretty and fancied by a lot of boys.