Hello everyone! This is my first fanfic, so try to go easy on me. Rated T because I'm paranoid.
"Let's go find James and the others, Rose." I turned away from the door to see Albus, my favorite cousin, look at me worriedly. Thanks to his brother, Al was upset about houses again.
"Why would you want to sit with them? We saw them not even a week ago." Albus shrugged, not even bothering to pick a fight with me. We dragged our trunks to an empty compartment and he sat, looking out the window, still worried. I sat across from him, and pulled out one of our books, A Beginners' Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch. We sat there for about ten minutes, Al mumbling "Not Slytherin, not Slytherin," under his breath, which got annoying very fast. As I was about to tell him to knock it off, the compartment door opened to show a pale, blond boy already in his Hogwarts robes and looking rather embarrassed.
"Is anyone sitting here?" He asked timidly.
"Nope. Come, sit." I said, patting the seat next to me. 'Finally someone to talk to that's not going crazy.' "I'm Rose and the one sulking over there is Albus. What's your name?" I asked politely, trying not to jump up and down with excitement. "What house do you think you'll be in? Did your parents go to Hogwarts? What house were they in?" Okay, so I got a little carried away with the questions. I just meet someone who wasn't part of my family after years of being homeschooled by my mom with my cousins.
The poor boy looked taken aback. He glanced at Al, who just grinned and sat back, enjoying the show. "Sorry for Rosie, she loves to meet people and talk."
The boy smiled and looked back to me. "Both my parents were in Slytherin at Hogwarts. So, I'll probably be in Slytherin as well. I'm Scorpius. Scorpius Malfoy." He smirked and instantly, I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. This guy was the one my dad told me to beat at everything.
I smirked back and leaned towards him. "I guess," I whispered to him, "That you and I are competitors now." I held out my hand and he shook it, a smile on both our faces.
"Now isn't this a touching scene?" A high pitched voice squeaked behind me, surprising all three of us. I turned to see a tall, brunette girl staring at us with a smile that really didn't reach her eyes. "Scor, I've been looking for you all over! Where have you been?" She squeaked rather highly.
I found it rude that she decided to ignore Albus and me. I jumped in front of her and waved. "Hello! I'm Rose Weasley and this is Albus Potter. What's your name?" I smiled sweetly, trying to make another friend.
She glared at me, annoyed that I was talking to her. "Someone who doesn't believe talking to a blood traitor should be done." She turned her gaze back at Scorpius and the smile returned. He squirmed on his seat, obviously nervous and embarrassed. "Scor, why'd you leave? Goyle was just about to pull a prank on those so-called-wizards Weasleys. Salazar knows how they got into Hogwarts in the first place. I guess the place really is going to the dogs, like father says. Probably because of the headmistress letting all those false professors teach. I mean, our Defense Agenst the Dark Arts teacher is as crazy as they come. Going on about Nar-whatsits and such. And don't get me started on the Herbolagy teacher. He's obviously not fit to…" She cut off her sentence, looking pointedly at Albus and me, clearly not wanting us to hear her opinion. Her dark eyes had none of the warmth that Albus' did, even when they looked at Scorpius. I glared at her, about to hit her.
Scorpius sighed and got in between us, obviously trying to stop a fight from starting. "Karen, I had to leave. I said something that upset poor Nott and got kicked out of the compartment. So I came here looking for somewhere to sit."
Karen looked shocked, and looking between Scorpius and Al, backed out of the compartment. She quickly composed herself. "Well, I'll see if I can't get Nott to get over himself and let you in again." She left with a wink in Scorpius' direction and he slammed the door behind her. Al and I exchanged confused glances.
"Karen Rookwood." He answered our unasked question. "She was always hanging around my house when I was younger. My parents wanted us to be the best of friends until one day when my mom and her mom got in a huge fight. Now she won't leave me alone." Al patted him on the back.
The trolley lady had just passed when the compartment door open one more time. In came another girl, this one blonde with blue eyes behind thin rimmed glasses. "Hello." She said, as filled with excitement as I was. "I'm Aradezza. But everyone calls me Dezza." Her enthusiasm was catching and soon, even Albus was beaming. I introduced everyone once more and Dezza and I talked about Hogwarts and houses while Al and Scor traded chocolate frog cards. The time came too soon for us who didn't have our robes on yet to put them on and we were told to leave our luggage on the train. As we got off the train, a voice was heard over the commotion.
"Firs' years! Firs' years over here! Albus! Rose! How's yer parents?" Hagrid said cheerfully. Not waiting for an answer, he called out, "Firs' years follow me! Mind yer step!"
Hagrid lead them down a path and soon, Hogwarts came into view. It was beautiful, all light up and surrounded by a starry night sky. Al, Scorpius, Dezza, and I all got in a boat and we floated across the lake toward the school. We gathered at the front doors and Hagrid raised his arm and knocked on the door. The door opened to reveal a young man, too young to be a teacher.
"Fred? What are you doin' here?" Hagrid asked, confused.
"I'm here to welcome the first years. Now, while you're here, you can get your prank needs and necessities from me and my fellow second-year Gryffindor, James Potter. Classes are Monday. Weekends are Tuesday thru Sunday. The houses you're allowed in are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. If you get into Slytherin, the train will be waiting for you. Do you have any questions?" Al and I tried to hide while everyone else looked confounded. Fred soon spotted us from the crowd of people. "And these two," He continued, gesturing to us, "will do anyone's homework if you pay their kind, loving cousin, that's me, a sickle per foot."
"Fred!" Salvation came in the form of Professor Longbottom. "While I'm sure your father will be happy that you're keeping tradition, I'm sure your mother would not like to hear about how her son received detention on the first day of school. Now I suggest you get to your table before that happens." I've never seen Fred run that fast in my life. "Forget what he told you, everyone. As I'm sure you already know, the houses are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. While here, your house is like your family. You will have classes with your house, spend free time in the house common room, eat with your house, and sleep in your house dormitory. Your triumphs will win house points and if you break any rules, you will lose points. Whichever house has the most points in the end of the year will win the house cup. This is a high honar and I hope that you will do whatever you can to help your house win. The Sorting will begin in a minute." With that, he turned and entered the Great Hall. Rose turned to talk to Albus, but found herself facing a pearly-white, barely transparent ghost.
"Hello." He said. Most of the first years screamed, myself included. "First years about to be sorted, I presume? I am Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington. Ghost of Gryffindor Tower."
"My parents told me about you!" Al told him. "You're Nearly-Headless Nick!"
Nearly-Headless Nick sighed and before anyone could ask, he pulled his ear to expose his injury. Groans of disgust rang out in the crowd and Nick popped his head back into place, just as Professor Longbottom came back. "Good evening, Neville. I hope you're feeling well."
"Very. If you excuse me." Nearly-Headless Nick floated through the wall and Professor Longbottom approached us. "Form a line and follow me." He said. We quickly did as he asked and headed into the Great Hall.
So what do you guys think? What houses do you think they should be in? Please review!