A/N

I thought I'd try a next generation ship, and since I'm quite fond of Malfoys with Potters... here it is!

"Dad...?" asked Albus at breakfast.

"What is it son?" replied his father, Harry.

"Um..." the boy glanced nervously at his brother and sister, eating their toast. "I need some advice, could I ask you in private?"

Harry smiled "Sure! Now?"

"Yes please"

They both got up, and as they left the room, James snickered and whispered something to Lily that made her giggle. As Albus closed the living room door, Harry looked at him expectantly.

"Dad... promise you won't hate me?"

"Albus Severus Potter, there in nothing in the world that you could say or do to make me hate you" he promised.

"I think I'm in love with Scorpius Malfoy" the boy whispered.

Harry searched his Son's green eyes for any sign of joking, and when he found none, pulled the 14 year old boy into a tight hug which he accepted.

"How long have you known?"

"The start of 2nd year" Albus replied nervously.

"Two years..." he blew out a long whistle.

"Almost"

Suddenly Harry grinned.

"What?" the boy asked cautiously, although relieved that his father wasn't angry with him.

"I've been talking to Draco and Astoria recently... and... apparently the boy is gay"

Albus blushed "Dad!" he gasped - uncomfortable that he'd been told such private information.

"Look, just don't tell anyone. I'm thrice dead if it gets out."

"So long as you don't tell anyone about how I feel. Not even mum, and especially not Draco and Astoria"

They shook hands and when they got back into the kitchen, Ginny was pushing everyone out again into the hall, constantly muttering about being late for the Hogwarts Express. She gave the bags to the kids, while her and Harry carried the owls.

"We'll be fine Ginny, stop worrying" soothed Harry as they stuffed the luggage in the back of their large muggle car.

Harry drove quickly but carefully through London, while Albus stared out of the window. He was thinking about Scorpius - of course - and whether he really was gay. If he was, maybe he would be interested... his thoughts were interrupted by James elbowing him in the ribs.

"Hey!" shouted Albus.

"You gonna try out for the Slytherin Quidditch team again this year?" he asked.

"Yeah" the younger boy shrugged. He knew he was going to get in again; all three children had inherited their parents' flying skills.

"Ha! Me and Lil are going to lead Gryffindor to an easy victory against you!" he high-fived his sister.

"James!" called Ginny, "don't tease you're brother like that!

"It's ok" Harry chuckled "he's allowed to be competitive after last year's defeat."

James growled; Gryffindor had come very closely second behind Slytherin last year, Albus had caught the snitch just at the right moment. The middle child may not have got on with his siblings, but secretly, he was his father's favourite.

As the family entered King's Cross Station, they almost ran to station 9 3/4 as they saw the time. After a quick goodbye, the three Potters made it onto the train just moments before it set off.

They split up to find their friends, and Albus was lucky enough to find Rose sat in an empty compartment. She grinned and they hugged upon meeting.

"I was worried you'd miss the train!" she said, as they sat down opposite each other.

"Nope" he smirked. "Just late. Again."

Just then, a very calm looking Scorpius Malfoy slid the door open and grinned at the cousins.

"Weasley, Potter"

"Malfoy" Rose and Albus chorused in the same mock-serious tone as Scorpius sat beside the other boy.

"Hey Scorpius!" squeaked Rose as she hugged him.

"God Rose, you are such a girl" claimed the blonde in a very superior tone.

"God Scorpius, you are such a Malfoy" mocked Albus, who got a playful whack over the head. Things were so easy between the boys, it was unbelievable.

"So, what have you two boys been doing over the summer?"

"Father took me to France for 'a more developed taste'. He even let me drink some wine" Scorpius beamed.

"Albus?"

"Well... I don't know... I guess there was that month when mum let us hace professional Quidditch training at her old team... nothing much though." he smirked at the awed faces of his two best friends.

"Well that means another Slytherin victory this year" laughed Scorpius.

"Not necessarily!" argued Rose. "We have James and Lily - they went too!"

The rest of the journey was filled with talk of Quidditch, and arguments over the best house.