Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, or anything related to such. And it's doubtful that I ever will, unless I find out I'm J.K. Rowlings long-lost...neice...or something. I don't think it's going to happen...
a/n: So this is the first story i've published on here in a long, long time, so be kind D I'd really appreciate it if you would review and tell me what you think. But for now, reading is good enough.
Chapter o1
The last thing I saw before the Hogwarts Express rounded a corner was my dad, waving to me, with a worried look on his face. And why shouldn't he be worried? I was, after all, going on to my death.
Rose seemed to read the expression on my face because she rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Honestly Al, calm down, we're not going to get gang-raped or anything." She lightly hit me over the back of my head before slumping down in a seat. I followed her movement and sat across from her, sighing deeply.
"I'm going to be put in Slytherin." I told her. She rolled her eyes.
"Of course you are." She agreed. "We all know it, even your bint of a brother." As if on que, James opened our compartment door. "Hey there little brother." He ruffled my hair, making me swat his hand away in annoyance. "Just wanted to tell you if you need anything, I'll be in the front with Andie and Emilie. Apparently Andie's found another secret passage." Now that they were away from their parents, both boy's had calmed down qiute a bit.
"Why in merlin's name would I need anything?" I asked incredulously. Rose mumbled something inaudible that sounded suspiciously like 'stupid bint'. James raised his hands in defense.
"Look little bro, I was just following mum and da's orders, which was to keep an eye on you. Don't be a prat for caring." He said. I groaned.
"I am so going to be in Slytherin." Was my response. James chuckled.
"Yeah. You are. Can't wait to see Uncle Ron's face." I hid my grin at his words. "You know you'll want to see it to. I'll write and tell mum to bring a camra when they break the news to him." Even my mum knew I was going to be in Slytherin. I wondered if anyone other than Uncle Ron doubted this. "Really though, I need to go. Don't get yourselves in trouble yet, at least wait until tomorrow to screw people up." He chastized lightly. "We don't need McGonagall getting angry on the night you arrive." I rolled my eyes.
"Good to know. Plus, she's the headmaster, she doesn't dally in those sorts of things. I'd be more worried about Longbottom." I replied.
"Al, she's been coming over for christmas dinner since before we were born. She'd dally in our business." He reminded me.
"Alright, alright." I muttered. "No setting fire to things until tomorrow. I get it." He stood there for a minute more. "Good-bye!" I said loudly.
"Touchy, touchy." I heard him laugh as he left us.
"Bint." I growled. "Just because he's a year older-"
The door opened once more, and the blonde boy Uncle Ron had unknowingly introduced us to stood before us. His eyes widened. "Oh, um, nevermind." He murmured and went to close the door. I smirked and held the sliding panel where it was.
"Can we help you?" I asked kindly, knowing my voice clashed with the expression I was wearing. Oh well. He glanced at both of us for a moment, my smirk, Rose's arched eyebrows.
"It's just...everywhere else is full, I was wondering..." He trailed off, blushing. Rose laughed and grabbed his arm, pulling him in our compartment, leaving me free to slam the door shut.
"Of course you can join us." I told him.
"If everywhere else is full, where were you going to go when you shut the door?" Rose asked, amused grin still on her face.
"I don't...I don't know." He muttered, the blush growing redder.
"Don't scare him Rosie, or he might decide to leave us anyways." I told her. Rose stuck out her tongue at me. I copied her defiantly. She was the first to give up, thankfully, because my tongue was starting to get sore. She looked at the Malfoy boy and put out her hand.
"Rose Weasley."
He shook it cautiously.
"Scorpius Malfoy." He said. I innocently laid my head on Scorpius' shoulder, making him stiffen.
"Albus Potter. Pleasure." I smiled brightly.
"Albus, stop harrasing the pretty Malfoy boy." Rose ordered lightly. I pouted.
"But that takes all of the fun out of life." I said.
To everyone's surprise, Scorpius grinned and said flirtatiously "Potter can harrass me any time he wants." We both stared at him in shock. He blushd, shrugging slightly.
"I was just joking, merlin." He swore.
"Could your attitude have changed any faster?" Rose asked incredulously. He shrugged again.
"I like that attitude." I smirked. "It's mischevious. Quite like you and I, Rose." I told her. She laughed.
"This Mischevious Three." She joked.
"Sounds inticing. I like it." I exclaimed. "Only one problem." They both gave me questioning looks.
"Scorpius, you'll have to learn when to be shy, and when not to." I told him. He raised a blonde eyebrow skeptically. "Think about it. It's not very mischevious if your blushing all the time." I shrugged. "Just thought I'd put my two cents in."
a/n: So there you go. Chapter o1. I'll post Chapter o2 soon enough...
I really feel like listening to "Thriller"
I think I might be going through a Michel Jackson faze soon...
