A/N: Hi! Um...I'm not sure what to say except, well, I hope you like it!
Albus and Rose walked down the train's corridor nervously, steadying themselves as the train rounded a corner. Albus briefly saw James and Fred in another compartment, joking around. James saw him, winked, and mouthed, Slytherin, but Albus shook it off. He was still thinking about what his dad had said. The Sorting Hat takes your choice into account. That meant...that if he wanted to...he could actually choose what house he got into! But what house did he want to get into? Albus wasn't sure. Suddenly, he felt someone grab his arm and pull him towards the right. It was Rose, and she had found an empty compartment.
"In here Al." Rose said impatiently, interrupting his thoughts. Shaking himself back to reality, Albus stepped into the last empty compartment on the train and sat down. Rose settled in across from him, swinging her trunk over her shoulder and setting it next to her.
"So...are you excited?" Rose asked, taking a deep breath and glancing out the window at the passing trees and fields. Albus shrugged.
"I guess so. I—" Albus was cut off by their compartment door opening. A tall, blond boy with a pointed face had stepped in the compartment, looking rather lost.
Albus was about to introduce himself to the boy, but once again he was cut off, this time by Rose.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Rose demanded, her red hair bouncing around her. The blond boy turned to her, looking rather taken aback at her furious expression. Rose saw the shocked look on Scorpius's face, but didn't back down. Her father had told her enough about the Malfoys to make her hate each and every one of them. They were all the same—evil, scheming, manipulative, prejudiced... Upon seeing that Scorpius wasn't answering, Rose huffed. "Well? What do you want?"
"I-I just wanted to ask if I could sit here or not." Scorpius mumbled. He took a deep breath and regained his composure like his grandfather, Lucius Malfoy, had taught him, walking swiftly out the door, slamming it behind him.
"What'd you do that for, Rose?" Albus snapped accusingly. Rose looked shocked for a moment before crossing her arms.
"Dad told me all about them! Malfoys can't be trusted Al!" Rose snapped back. Albus was furious at his cousin. Rose had no right to judge Scorpius by his last name! What if he wasn't like his family? And besides. The Malfoy family wasn't that bad at all. His father had told him that the Potters had long made peace with the Malfoys, ever since Harry had saved Draco and Narcissa had saved Harry. Albus fumed, glaring at his cousin.
"I'm going to find him." Albus said shortly. He stood up and stalked out of the compartment as well, chasing after Scorpius.
"HEY! Um...YOU! WAIT UP!" Albus yelled, running after the blond haired boy. Scorpius turned around.
"What?!" He sneered. Albus stopped, gasping for air.
"I just wanted to say *gasp* that *gasp* you're welcome *gasp, gasp* in our compartment. I'm Albus Severus Potter, pleased to meet you. Come on!" Albus said, motioning back to him and Rose's compartment. Scorpius hesitated for a second before following Albus. Albus swung open the compartment door to find Rose staring out the window—no—glaring out the window. He sighed and sat down in his seat, pulling Scorpius down next to him. Rose was determined to look at anything but Albus, so she settled on Scorpius.
"Hullo." Rose greeted coldly. Scorpius shifted uncomfortably.
"Hi. You must be Rose Weasley." Scorpius greeted, smiling hopefully. Rose sniffed and nodded. "So..." Scorpius remembered another something that his grandfather always said to him—Upon greeting a wizard, always, always, ask what their blood status is first. It will help you make your decision on whether to make friends with them. Albus seemed nice enough. Maybe he'd be Scorpius's first friend! Scorpius turned to Albus, grinning.
"So, what's your blood status?" Scorpius asked. Albus sputtered and Rose glared at Scorpius.
"Wha—What?! What? Did I say something wrong?" He asked, looking between Albus and Rose frantically. Albus relaxed once he saw that Scorpius hadn't meant it.
"Well, yeah, slightly. It's just that your statement sounded...very Slytherin-ish and...well, prejudiced." Albus tried to explain. Scorpius's eyes widened.
"OH! I'm sorry! It's just something my grandfa...well...never mind. I won't say it again, I promise." Scorpius assured. Albus nodded and smiled. Rose was starting to regret shouting at Scorpius too—he really didn't seem that bad. The three started chatting, all past arguments forgotten.
"So...what house do you want to be in?" Rose asked.
"I don't really know. Before I met you guys, it was just, Slytherin. Not that I want to be in there...but every Malfoy has and so was my mum, so...yeah." Scorpius said. "But my grandmother...she said with my personality I could very well get in Gryffindor or Hufflepuff. My father and grandfather weren't quite happy about that, of course." Scorpius shrugged. Rose nodded understandingly and then glanced at Albus.
"I guess Gryffindor. I'm still not really sure, but I've thought about it for a while now, and I think I wouldn't fit in any other house, if you know what I mean." Albus said thoughtfully. "What about you, Rose?"
"Gryffindor as well, but...I can help but have this feeling that I'll get in Ravenclaw." Rose said dejectedly. Before the three could say anything else, there was a knock at the compartment. The door slid open.
"Anything from the trolley dearies?" The plump woman asked.
"Yes please!" All three of them said at the same time, their face lighting up. The three each threw in a galleon and took as many sweets as they could possibly hold. Then, settling back into the compartment, the first years opened their candy excitedly. Albus took out a sugar mouse, which squirmed out of his grip and scurried out onto the train. He leaped after it, running down the train calling 'Here little mousy!', and 'Get back here!' while Rose and Scorpius laughed. When Albus finally caught the mouse and had returned to the compartment, his two friends had already started the Bean Game: First one to retch a Bertie Bott's Every Flavored Bean loses.
"I play winner!" Albus called out as he tore open a chocolate frog. Rose studied a pink one and sniffed it before popping it into her mouth. She grinned.
"Pink lemonade!" Rose sang. Scorpius found a nice purple one that just had to be grape. He stuck it in his mouth and spit it out. He hadn't been wrong. It was a grape bean-a rotten grape bean, that is. Rose cheered in victory and started a new game with Al.
"Grass!" Albus said.
"Strawberry!" Rose shot back.
"Firewhiskey!" Albus croaked, barely able to keep the bean in.
"Lime juice!" Rose squeaked, puckering up her lips. "So...sour!" She whimpered.
"Hair!"
"Licorice!"
"Ugh...earwax."
"Jam!" Rose said happily. The game went on until finally, Albus spit out a blood flavored one.
"I'm no vampire." Albus said weakly, wiping his tongue with a wrapper as Scorpius laughed and Rose did a little victory dance.
"How do you always get the good ones, Rosie?" Albus asked, grimacing. Rose shrugged and smiled. Suddenly, a deep voice made them jump.
"We will be reaching Hogwarts in 15 minutes time. Please change into your robes and collect your things. Do not get off the train until the doors are open."
"Do not get off the train until the doors are open? How are we supposed to get off the train unless the doors are open?" Scorpius asked, eyebrows raised. The three laughed.
"Probably scared someone will jump out of the window 'cause they were so excited to get to Hogwarts." Rose said, rolling her eyes.
"Hey, that's actually a good idea!" Albus said, eyes lighting up. Rose shot him a look before going to the girls' bathroom to change. Soon, all of them were ready to get off the train. Rose had done a neat cleaning spell to get rid of all the wrappers, and now all there was left to do was to sit in their seats, fidgeting aawkwardly. Scorpius glanced at the window.
"This is taking too long...think I'll fit through that window Rose?" Scorpius asked jokingly. Rose hit him on the head. "HEY! What was that for?" Scorpius asked, rubbing his head.
"For being an idiot." Rose replied shortly. Scorpius rolled his eyes as the train lurched to a stop.
"So I guess this is it!" Albus said, sounding braver than he actually felt, which wasn't saying a lot. Scorpius and Rose nodded nervously, their smiles gone. The three walked out of the compartment and paused at the train door. Scorpius grinned as excitement took over his fear.
"Hogwarts, here we come!"
A/N: Please review! Trust me—it's not that hard ;)