Put The Past Behind You
Summary: Post prologue. Scorpius, Rose, and Albus are all starting their time at Hogwarts. Can they forget the sins of the Father and focus on the virtues of the son? Completely Head cannon, and I might change some things.
Chapter 1: Too Many Potters and Weasleys!
Scorpius' POV:
I said my goodbyes on the platform to my parents as I watched the Potters and Weasleys do the same. I had grown up on the stories my Father would tell me of Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Apparently they had been at odds as children. I hopped that I could make a truce between our families and stop the bloodshed.
"I'm going now. I'll miss you both." I said as Mother embraced me. "Remember son; If anyone judges you based on my past, you have my full permission to hex them where they stand." Father said. I nodded and turned towards the train as Mother said, "Draco, don't get him into trouble." My Father chuckled as I walked away. I waved to them from the door of the train before heading off to find a compartment.
That's when I ran into the Potters. Literally. I went crashing to the floor as a boy with an armful of sweets collided with me. I looked up to see that he was on the floor as well, his emerald eyes framed by round glasses and a mop of messy hair. I gasped as I realized it was the younger Potter boy.
"I'm so sorry. I should have been watching where I was going." I said as I helped him collect everything he had dropped. I could feel his gaze on me as we both stood.
"You're the Malfoy kid, aren't you?" He asked. I swallowed hard and stood straight. "Yes, I am. Do you have a problem with that?" I asked. Potter shook his head and smiled at me. I was taken aback. "I'm Albus Severus Potter." He said, shifting his things around to hold out his hand. "Scorpius Malfoy. It's good to meet you." I replied as we shook.
"Here, let me help." I said while taking away half of his burden. He nodded his thanks and continued walking down the corridor. "You know, the way Uncle Ron talks about your Da I would think that you would bite off my head the second you saw me." He commented as we pushed past some sixth years.
"Ha, yeah. My Father always said Mr. Weasley was like that. He was pretty awesome, though. Didn't he help Mr. Potter win the war?" I asked. Albus nodded again and smiled. "No one calls him Mr. Potter. I'm sure James won't mind you calling him Harry." He sighed as we walked into a compartment filled with kids from different years.
"Hey guys. Guess who I ran into? It's Scorpius Malfoy!" Albus chorused as he sat beside a boy whom I would guess to be his brother. I froze as the entire compartment stopped what they were doing to stare at me. There were ten people in there, not counting Albus and myself, most with either freckles or bright red hair.
"Hello. It's good to meet you all." I said as I set the sweets by Albus. "I should go now. I don't want to bother you." I said. A gentle hand grasped my elbow and I looked down to see the Herbology teacher, Professor Longbottom, smiling up at me. "No need. We haven't introduced ourselves yet. Why don't you ride here with us?" He asked in his kind voice. I swallowed and sat beside Albus in the window seat. "I guess I'll do the introductions. If you need me to repeat, just say so."
Professor Longbottom pointed at the boys across from us. One looked like Albus, but with brown eyes, freckles, and he was missing the glasses. The other was a light blond, not quite as light as my hair, with stormy grey eyes, and tanned skin. "That's James Potter and Apollo Treaty. Best friends. Albus and James are brothers, so don't worry about him." The Professor said.
The next, sitting beside James and Apollo, were different. One was a ginger boy brown eyes, and freckles. The girl beside him was dark skinned, with matching brown hair and eyes. "That's Fred and Roxanne Weasley. Brother and sister. Trouble makers. I'd keep an eye on them if I were you." The Professor turned to the next set, sitting by the doors.
The two girls were strangely different, yet the same. One was blonde, blue eyed, and had freckles. The other had light brown hair and hazel eyes. They had the same face and build. "Victoire and Dominique Weasley. Sisters. They will probably be the best to ask for help out of the group. Their brother will be joining us next year."
The next were sitting by Professor Longbottom, also by the door. The first girl was younger, but looked more serious. She had a pointed look, with glasses, blue eyes, and brown hair. The older girl looked kid, with auburn hair, brown eyes, and freckles framing her rounded face. "More sisters. Molly and Lucy Weasley. Lucy is the strict one. Molly is the cuter one." The Professor smiled at them both. They giggled and went back to talking.
"And this here is Alex Dursley. The Potter's second cousin." Alex leaned forward from beside the Professor and waved. He was blond, with brown eyes and a small build. The Potter's started at the named Dursley, but smiled none the less.
The Professor turned to me and asked, "Can you remember them all?" I nodded and pointed as I named them all. "Black hair and brown eyes by the window is James Potter. Blondie with him is Apollo Treaty. Ginger with grey eyes is Fred Weasley and brown hair brown eyes is his sister Roxanne. They're the trouble makers. Next blondie is Victoire and her ginger sister is Dominique. Weasleys. Have a little brother that will be coming next year. Lucy is strict, Molly is cuter (he said it!), both Weasleys again. Alex Dursley, Potter's second cousin. I'm obviously Scorpius Malfoy, a lot different than my Father. Am I right?" The others all smiled, laughed, and nodded.
"Honestly, you're good. I'm Rose Weasley, the last one here for now. Hello Professor. Harry and Dad send their love. Mum and Ginny do too." A girl with red hair and blue eyes said. She sat beside me and the Professor.
"So, are you sure you're not like Draco?" James asked me. Everyone quieted and I looked at Albus, hopping he wasn't thinking the same thing. He smiled encouragingly and I took a deep breath. "No, not really. I mean, I'm smart like he is, but I'm not like he was in school. I would never judge you guys based on family or wealth." I said. They all smiled and went back to talking. We all ended up in an argument about Quidditch, and time flew until someone asked, "Okay, what house are you in, or which one do you want to be in?"
Alex was the one to ask. Everyone paused and looked to James. It went like this.
"Gryffindor." James. "Slytherine." Apollo. "Slytherine." Fred. "Ravenclaw." Roxanne. "Hufflepuff." Dominique. "Gryffindor." Victoire. "Ravenclaw." Lucy. "Hufflepuff." Molly. "Gryffindor, I hope." Alex. "I hope I get Ravenclaw." Rose. "I would like Gryffindor, but Slytherine seems alright." Albus.
I sighed and murmured, "Slytherine." I was surprised. Who thought Fred and Apollo would be in Slytherine? The others seemed right. James frowned as I said Slytherine, but was really surprised by Albus.
"I thought you were scared of being sorted into Slytherine?" James asked. Albus shrugged. "Dad said it was fine, and Fred and Apollo are there. Why not? Seems like it might be cool. Maybe Scorpius and I can share a dorm." We all laughed and continued fighting about Quidditch (Ireland vs. Bulgaria. Krum was the better Seeker, but Ireland had better Chasers. I proved that Ireland would win by reminding them of the world cup our parents went to in their fourth year.) We soon had to change into our robes and were arriving in Hogsmead.
"See you guys at the Sorting. Don't sweat it, you'll be fine." Victoire said as she walked away. Albus, Rose, Alex, and I all headed toward Hagrid as he called for the first years. He smiled as he spotted our group, and his smile only seemed to grow as he saw me. I blushed and hid behind the others.
"I really hope Dad doesn't get mad if I'm in Slytherine. He doesn't think it's a good place for me." I whispered to Albus as we trekked through the Forest towards the Black Lake. "Why would he get mad. Wasn't he a Slytherine?" Albus asked me back. I shrugged and said. "Yeah, he may be Potions Master now, but you have to remember he has bad blood with the whole house, even himself. I don't think that he'll ever get over the war. Mum doesn't say anything, but I think he might still have a few nightmares a week. The war was bad for him." I whispered as we neared the boats.
Albus gave me a strange look the whole ride. We were with Rose and Alex, so Rose kept whispering with Alex about how her mom said the castle was really cool. We were all stunned when we saw it. It was more than 'really cool.'
Hello readers. If you were confused a bit, sorry about that. It will be like that for a while. As Scorpius gets used to the Weasleys and Potters, it might continue to be. Albus will have a lot of POV's in this as well. There's a lot of them, so it might take a while. I'm doing all seven years, totally head cannon, and with all the Post- Hogwarts character, as well as a few OC's. I just hope you like the story. I sure do like writing it. Please review. If you follow or favorite, you better review. It's simple. Just tell me if you like it and your favorite bit so far.
Bornrider2 out.