Hey all, so this is my first story! I have no clue how often I'll update but I promise to try! All reviews are appreciated- yes that includes flames- I know it's not perfect. I've had the idea for this story for ages but never actually got round to writing something I liked. It may contain minor (or major) Harry bashing- I just feel lke he's shown as too perfect, he not just going to be chill that his kid is in Slytherin and all that happy family mumbo jumbo. And everyone hates Slytherins just because they were brought up to hate Muggleborns and such- Disclaimer- don't own any of it- apart from the plot and some OC's the rest belongs to the delightful JK Rowling
Summary:
The year before Albus went to Hogwarts he read all of James' letters home. He realised two things, the first was that his brother was a bully, and the second was that the Slytherins didn't do anything to the hate they received. The closer Albus got to leaving for his first year at Hogwarts the less he wanted to be in Gryffindor. His cunning young mind devised a plan to see what his parents thought about being in Slytherin. Harry and Ginny assumed that he'd make Gryffindor so they told him it was fine to be in Slytherin- he might've made Gryffindor if Harry had told him a small seemingly insignificant lie. But now 6th year has come, Albus is the black sheep of the Potter family- to Albus his real family is the Malfoy's. As Albus copes with the Potter's hate, a rebellion is starting. Old Death Eaters are returning to the wizarding world after histories largest Azkaban breakout. Albus is faced with the decision- what's more important, family or blood?
Chapter 1
The hall burst into applause as the sorting hat finished its song. Some of the first years looked relieved when they realised that all they needed to do was try on an extremely old tattered hat, just as a few starting whispering the deputy headmistress picked up the hat and opened a scroll saying "After I read your name please sit on the stall and put on the hat, don't worry it won't bite," Joked Professor Sally-Anne Perks.
"Adams, Coralline" the small girl didn't look at all scared as she waltzed up and tried on the hat, a few seconds later it yelled "SLYTHERIN!"
"Anderson, Millie"
"Gryffindor!" yelled the hat after a moment or two of debating
"Anderson, Ryan" the new boy looked nothing alike the girl he shared a last name with, Ryan seemed to hold himself as if he was better than everyone else. So it came to no ones surprise when he was sorted into Slytherin.
Emma Christie became the first Hufflepuff and was followed by Bianca Collins who became the first Ravenclaw. The next first year that seemed to bring any interest from any of the houses was Vincent Goyle- a boy who came from a well-known blood purist family, he got interest from Slytherin and was naturally sorted there. The next person to bring interest was Mini Longbottom, who was the daughter of the Herbology professor and Head of Gryffindor house, she was sorted into Ravenclaw. Then came along Scorpius Malfoy, he received many hisses from some people- mainly Gryffindors, the hat had hardly touched his head before yelling loudly "SLYTHERIN!" At that a small first year with bright green eyes and messy hair gave a pained expression, he obviously had wanted to be in the same house as the blonde boy but wasn't sure about Slytherin. The boy was called up after 5 people, when his name was called the Gryffindor house seemed to prepare its self for cheering by sitting a little straighter but slowly started to slump when the hat was taking an abnormally long time to sort him- The hat-stall was, of course, Albus Potter.
"Another Potter, eh?" The hat said once it got put on Albus' head. "Not like the others though. You've a keen mind but not studious, that puts you out of Ravenclaw; you're kind to others but only when they've gained your respect, not a Hufflepuff then; you're brave, very brave but you don't want to be a Gryffindor, odd. So this leaves us with how you fit in Slytherin"-
"Please Slytherin, please I mean Scorpius is in there and the others don't look too bad. Scorp said not everyone is blood purist –"
"Well you do have a thirst to beat your brother in everything, and you seem to have made a true friend, Slytherins have each others back from the word go. But do you want to risk being abandoned by your family?"
The hat finally yelled "SLYTHERIN!" The young boy stood up and put the hat back on the stall and froze when he realised that the hall was perfectly silent, and then the loudest cheer any first year had ever gotten (including his own father- Harry Potter) the Slytherin house was overjoyed. The Gryffindor table were still in shock especially one second year boy who happened to be the one and only James Sirius Potter. The last three people to be sorted all went to Gryffindor they were, Lucy Weasley, Rose Weasley and Evan Wright.
5 years later
The last cabin on the last carriage of the Hogwarts express was not the most favoured- it was completely out of the way. This year just like the four years previous it was inhabited by four boys, all of whom were 6th years. These boys were none other than Damien Miles, Vincent Goyle, Scorpius Malfoy and Albus Potter. One could say that the summer had treated the boys well; all had slight tans (received from their escape to the French Countryside), were well muscled and had smiles adorning their faces. Just as the train started to move the smiles fell from two faces. Damien the first to lose his smirk jumped up and swore before rushing down to the prefects meeting that he had forgotten about. Albus couldn't quite laugh at his friend's antics as he was reminded of his brother- James- who'd received the title of Head Boy.
Scorpius was quick to notice his best mate's mood, and did the only thing that never failed to lift Albus' mood- talk about Quidditch. Although this year they were talking more about the new course that Monsieur Iven Quackenboss had introduced. Monsieur Iven (as he was commonly called) created a course for the best 7 players- they learnt more about the game, and were trained so that they were nearly professional level- and it was invite only. From there the conversation turned to brooms- mainly focusing on 'The Ravenwing'- it was meant to be released in October but there were a few pre-sale brooms, that had been grabbed up by none other than Scorpius Malfoy and Albus Potter.
Halfway through the journey to Hogwarts the fourth boy returned, bringing stories of the new regime with 'tighter security' and 'zero tolerance of discrimination'. This was scorned by the boys as the main discrimination was against Slytherins.
"So, the Azkaban breakout- for or against?" asked Damien- not the clearest of questions but the three all fully understood the meaning.
Before answering, Albus paused, muttered a silencing charm and continued to say "For, I mean they were all brought up to believe muggles are filth, they deserve a second chance. If they'd been more subtle, had a more political approach-I mean having celebrities and political figureheads agreeing and persuading the population then there wouldn't have been a problem. Voldemort just took it too far- his ideals were right, muggles are violent and cruel and we are above them, Muggleborns are proof of this. With all the old Death eaters out we can start a society with the more developed in charge- wizards are more advanced than muggles, we need to learn from the past and this time round do it a bit more peacefully."
"I don't know, Al. Dad always said that muggles are just different, not particularly bright all the time, and get violent just like we do when we're in danger."
"Right, which is why I was nearly beaten to death by muggles just for walking down the wrong street when I was eleven? They were scared of a seemingly normal child, like I said violent and cruel; they don't deserve to make us hide if they beat kids for doing nothing." Albus sneered
"Calm down, I think it's good that everyone's out but starting another war? There aren't enough of us wizards left for us to survive."
"It won't be a war, a change in political policies, but not deaths."
"I'm for it, I mean half my family was in Azkaban, and the bloody Auror's are doing routine checks of all the old pureblood mansions for them. My summer was practically ruined nearly every week bloody Auror's were in my house- it can't be legal." Piped in Vincent "and if we complain Harry bloody Potter Chief Auror says that they are ensuring the safety of the public- if we won't let them check then we must be hiding them."
"We're all agreed that we're for then?" Damien asked, "Excellent then. So, how was everyone's summer? Didn't see you at all after France, Al; decide to fall of the map?"
"Not by choice, if my oh-so-amazing parents had their way I'd be shipped off to France and attending Beauxbatons, this year. They decided that if I didn't receive any owls from you guys, I'd be more willing to go. They didn't expect good old Iven popping round personally with my letter explaining the whole Quidditch program and how it'll 'be a lot of time spent with people from other houses with the same passion and one on one time with a teacher.' He almost spilt why he made the goddam program up." Explained Albus
"Wait, why did he? I thought it was to make pro's?" queried Damien
"That's what's publically known, a whole pro Hogwarts Quidditch team, there's no way McGonagall could say no. But when James let slip that I might not be at Hogwarts next year, Iven found me at the pitch, we got talking as he does, and long story short he said that he'd make a subject just to keep me at Hogwarts if that's what it took."
"Bloody hell. I knew you were Iven's and Selwyn's favourite!" joked Vincent.
"Can't blame them for it, can you? I am just that amazing!"
"Now onto the important stuff- the prank, find anything new that the marauders did?"
And with that the boys' conversation turned away from the problems running wild in the Magical world and to how the could adapt the various marauder pranks with their own twists- to prove to the rest of the world that Gryffindors aren't bloody perfect. And of course no one but certain headmistress recognised any of the pranks and that the boys were punished much harsher than the four Gryffindors had been some 45 years ago.
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