(disclaimer, I havent seen any of the movies, so this is all based ion the books. Anyway, on with the fic!)

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Notable excerpts from the records of the 2017 Hogwarts Sorting ceremony

Malfoy, Scorpius- Hufflepuff

Potter, Albus- Ravenclaw

Weasley, Rose- Slytherin

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Transcript, Headmistress Minerva McGonagall's office, 8:30 pm

Malfoy: …fifteen generations of Slytherins, Weasley! Fifteen generations!

Ron: At least my Daughter isn't in the house of the losers!

Malfoy: I hope you followed Weasely tradition and had enough children o make up for this ones failure. because I doubt that-

McGonagall: (opens the door) Gentlemen. May I ask how you got into my office?

Malfoy: I WILL TRANSFER MY SON TO BUEXBATONS!

Ron: HOW DARE YOU PUT MY DAUGHTER IN SLYTHERIN!

McGonagall: For god's sake, I don't control the sorting hat.

Malfoy: How dare you put my son-

McGonagall: I heard you the first time. If you wish to transfer Scorpius to another school I' in no position to stop you. But I urge you to reconsider. Hufflepuff is a fine house and your son will do very well there. Just because you-

Malfoy: -and the last fifteen generations of Malfoy's!-

McGonagall: -went to Slytherin doesn't mean your son is an exact copy of yourself.

Ron: Yeah, he might even be a decent human being!

Malfoy: He is a Malfoy!

Ron: I guess not, then

McGonagall: Mr. Weasley, please.

Ron: and what about rose? you think everyone's going to play nice but they wont! A half-blood Weasley in Slytherin, have you lost your mind?

McGonagall: As I already said, Mr. Weasley, I have no control over-

(someone knocks on the door. McGonagall opens it: It's the boy-who-lived.)

Harry: Ron, I thought I might find you here. Hermione told me what happened.

Ron: Thank god! Tell McGonagall that she's lost her mind!

Harry: Actually, I'm here to tell you that. Ron, have you lost your mind?!

Ron: What?!

Malfoy: Heh heh

McGonagall: Mr. Malfoy, please.

Harry: Ron, rose isn't dying. She's a good person, and she'll be a good person in Slytherin. just like Scorpius will be a good person in Hufflepuff. (addressing Malfoy)

Malfoy: How did you know about that?

Harry: Everyone knows. It's made the rounds of pureblood society faster than my defeat of Voldemort nineteen years ago.

Malfoy: Are you actually trying to hang that over my head right now? I don't give a damn if you defeated forty Dark Lords and a cat, I won't have my son in that house!

McGonagall: Then don't! I want every one of you out of my office this minute!

(they all turn to stare at her)

McGonagall: I'm sorry, Harry, you've been a help, but I've had a rather long day and I have nothing else to add to this conversation. Mr. Malfoy, I ask that you think about this before you go withdrawing your son. Mr. Weasely, without sounding presumptuous, you cannot afford to place your daughter in another school, so you will simply have to accept her current placement.

Malfoy: (smirks)

Ron: (to Malfoy) how does it feel to know your son is less of a Slytherin than a Weasley?

Malfoy: I'll have you out on the street before you all can even pop out another baby, Weasley!

Harry: Enough! Ron, come with me! rose better not hear anything from you but congratulations! (he grabs Ron by the arm and drags him out)

Minerva: You too, Mr. Malfoy!

Malfoy: You haven't heard the last of this! (looks disdainfully at McGonagall and sweeps out)

(the door slams behind them)

(McGonagall pours herself a drink)

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Sent via owl

Dear Rose

Congratulations

Love, Dad