The Cursed Child-written in book form

By CaptnBucky

A/N: So I loved Harry Potter and the Cursed Child a lot, and I wanted to write a fan fiction of the whole entire story written as a book, like the Harry Potter series.

The Cursed Child does NOT belong to me in anyway, the quotes are NOT mine, and I was merely deeply inspired by these three great people who gave us the play script. All rights belong to JK Rowling, Jack Throne, and John Tiffany.

IF you actually believe that this could possibly be too close to copy writing and might get me in trouble, PLEASE let me know and I will look into what's counted as copy writing and will take this down if I feel I might have crossed the line. And no trolling. I'm not too worried, since I'm going on about how the quotes and rights do not belong to me, and I am posting this ONLY on fanfic.

I don't want any trouble, I just wanted to have fun and write it in book form!

Book One

Chapter 1 KING'S CROSS

The station was busy. Like it always was around this time. Some people were just leaving for work and others were seeking out places to eat. The noise of it all was overstimulating and made Albus irksome. He was already agitated by James doing his silly bobbing his head up and down and saying "Slytherin!"

At first Albus tried to ignore James. But James had been doing it. All. Month. And Albus wanted nothing more than to shove his wand up James' nose and explode his head.

"Dad. He keeps saying it…" Albus said, glaring straight ahead, determined not to look at James, who was pushing his trolley alongside to Albus'.

Harry shot James a warning look and said in a stern manner, "James, give it a rest!"

James gave his father a cheeky smile and said innocently, "I only said he might be a Slytherin! And he might so—" a threatening glare made James change his words. "Fine!"

Albus let out a sigh and turned to his mother. "You'll write to me, won't you?"

Ginny patted her son's back reassuringly. "Every day if you want us to."

Albus thought about this and then said, "No. Not every day. James says most people only get letters from home about once a month. I don't want to…"

Harry interrupted and said, "We wrote to your brother three times a week last year."

Albus let the words sink in then he turned sharply to James and said, "What? James!"

"Yes," Ginny said, giving her agitated son a mildly sympathetic smile. "You may not want to believe everything he tells you about Hogwarts. He likes a laugh, your brother."

Albus didn't think it was at all hilarious. And moreover, he hated it when James did that sort of thing and never said only joking right afterwards. James gave Albus a grin and said, "Can we go now please?"

Albus looked at his parents. Not sure if he wanted to go or not. Part of him wanted to go so bad. Another part of him didn't want to go. He was confused and unsure. The unsureness and confusion made him crabby and kinda scared.

Ginny caught his unsettled look and said reassuringly, "All you have to do is walk straight at the wall between platforms nine and ten."

Albus nodded and didn't say anything. Lily bounced up and down and said, "I'm so excited!"

Harry told Albus, "Don't stop and don't be scared you'll crash into it, that's very important. Best to do it at a run if you're nervous."

Albus gripped tightly onto his trolley. "I'm ready."

Harry took ahold of Albus' trolley with him and little Lily took the other side on Albus' left. Ginny latched onto James' trolley and together the Potter family ran at full speed into the wall.