Redemption

Chapter 1

A boy woke up on Christmas morning. Early morning sunshine filled their dormitory in the Gryffindor tower.

The young boy smiled and pushed his silvery-blond hair back when his friend from the bed left to him yelled.

"Good morning Scorpius! It's Christmas...Merry Christmas!"

"Calm down Albus. Stop yelling, I know what day it is."

"Ughh..Why are you yelling." groaned the boy in the bed right to Scorpius.

"It's Christmas Nate. Merry Christmas to both of you." said Scorpius

"Haha.. Let's open presents!"

Albus jumped out of his bed and started gathering all of his presents from the pile in the middle of the room.

"Scor, do you want me to give you your presents too?"

" Yes, please. Thanks."

"Could you fetch mines too?" asked Nate.

"Don't push it." said Albus carrying a pile bigger than he was.

By that time everyone in the dormitory woke up and started gathering and opening presents.

The dormitory was filled with the sound of paper tearing, boxes opening, laughter and gasping.

"Hey Al, what did you get?" asked Scorpius while opening a huge box of candy and sweets. "Al? Albus? What are you..."

He stopped talking as soon as he saw the same thing. Albus was sitting on his bed with a sleek, golden broom on his lap.

"It's the new Nimbus Infinity. It's from my parents. My dad says he will teach me as soon as I come home."

"It's really cool. What else did you get?" asked Scorpius looking a bit bored. He was never into Quidditch and he didn't get Albus' obsesion with brooms, teams, pitches and stuff.

"What do you mean what what else did I get? This is better than all of the others combined."

"Great. What else did you get?"

"I'll never understand you Scor. The traditional Weasley sweater..." said Al holding up a red and gold sweater with the letter A on it. Scorpius envied him on that one. "...candy, my uncle George sent me a box of the newest stuff from his shop. Hermione sent me a book about the history of...something. It actually looks preety cool. Oh, and more candy. What about you Scor?"

Scorpius didn't have a pile as big as his friend but nevertheless, he was happy.

"I got several books I really wanted, this coat from my grandma, candy and...this."

He held up a completely black, perfect cube.

"What is it?" asked Albus finally taking his eyes off of his broom.

"I don't know"

"Oh that's a metamorph cube." said Nate, stressing the word cube. "It's an artifact that comes in several forms. It belongs strictly to the person who touches it first."

"Like a snitch."

"Yes Al, like a snitch. And in this case I would say that's you Scorpius."

"Yeah, that's nice, but what does it do?" asked Albus impatiently. "Does it keep something safe or..?"

"Well, the owner can turn it into anything he wants. That's the same volume as the cube of course."

Scorpius looked at the cube and it transformed into a ball.

"Also..." Nate started "...only Scorpius can decide who can take the metamorph. If he doesn't want someone to take it, that person won't be able to."

"This is really cool." said Scorpius with a joyful look in his eyes.

"OK guys, let's go to breakfast. I'm starving. And we have to pack our trunks. We're going home today." said Albus and thought of home and his parents...