Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or it's characters as I am not JK Rowling and I make absolutely no money from this

Author's Note: Wrote this ages ago and my Mom dared me to upload this and I'm not one to back down from a dare. I don't know if it's any good or not so please review, I'm not even sure if I should continue it or not. Anyway enjoy!

"Oh, my precious little baby boy going to Hogwarts!" my mother sobbed squeezing me to death, "my beautiful baby son is growing up! Hogwarts!"

"Dear, he won't be going anywhere if you hug him to death," my father said calmly and I was relieved my mother pulled back from the embrace but then I frowned when she started showering me with kisses, I could see a bunch of kids snickering at me.

"Please mother, stop," I moaned and she wailed, bursting into tears again.

"My only son doesn't love me anymore!" she cried, I rolled my eyes, mother did tend to lean towards the dramatic.

"Dear, please, you are embarassing the poor boy," my father continued levelly, wiping her eyes my mother stood up and looked at me sadly.

"I'm going to miss you so much," my mother sniffed miserably but succeded in not crying to my great relief.

"I'll miss you too," I replied quietly and she hugged me gently before pulling away and standing still.

"Son, make us proud," my father began simply, "you'll be a great asset to Slytherin," he smiled proudly at that, "just remember all I've taught you and for pities sake, stay the hell away from half-bloods, mud-bloods, Weasleys and most of all Potters. My son in Slytherin, I've never been prouder of you," he patted me on the back and nodded to the train, "best be on your way now,"

"Okay," that was about as affectionate as my father got with me.

"Bye-bye baby," my mother whimpered waving at me with a hankie, I moved over to the train carrying my Papuan Hawk owl in her cage.

"Goodbye," I called to them before entering the train, I hurridly moved down the train looking for an empty compartment, eventually I found one and sat down with the owl. I got myself comfy and looked out of the window, the platform was getting smaller and smaller and smaller until it was gone from sight.

I was actually looking forward to Hogwarts, but I was nervous too. I was looking forward to life without my parents around all the time, my mother was so over-protective, she never let me do anything and my father never shut up telling me all this stuff about wizards and witches and his version of everything. Then he would complain that I was quiet, it's not like I can help it, I'm just a quiet person. I really don't get it though, what's so bad about muggles? Just because they can't do magic... I don't think we should crucify them for something they can't control. Not that I would ever tell my father that, he'd just disown me.

I sighed and watched the beautiful scenery drifting by, and then there was the actual students. I wasn't good with people, I never knew what to say but then when you said nothing everyone thought you were weird. I didn't have much experience with kids either, my parent's friends kids were all older than me and picked on me or younger than me and ignored me. Yep, this was definately going to be a whole new experience and I honestly could not wait to do magic.

"Hello, may we sit here?" asked a red-haired boy from the door, he had emerald green eyes and looked oddly familiar...

"Go ahead," I motioned for him to sit down and he was followed in by a red-haired girl who was already dressed in their robes like I had. Upon seeing me she whispered something to her friend and they left quickly glaring at me. I couldn't help but feel hurt, they didn't even know my name and they had already rejected me.

Trying not to feel too bad I returned to staring out of the window, maybe there was something wrong with me. I turned as the door opened and the pair returned sitting down opposite me and looking at me with angry eyes.

"What? Did I do something wrong?" I asked fed up with their glares.

"Don't you know who we are?" asked the girl shocked, I just shook my head.

"I'm Albus, Albus Potter and this is my cousin Rose Weasley," the boy explained like I was an idiot. I bit my lip nervously, my father had exactly these people to stay away from.

"I'm Scorpi-" I began but Rose cut me off.

"We know who you are and we're supposed to stay away from you because you're bad," she snapped, I bowed my head miserably where it remained for the rest of the journey. Rose and Albus were silent for awhile but before long they happily chatted away about their hopes for their first year in Hogwarts. They didn't seem that bad, they were just normal kids with similar fears and hopes at Hogwarts to me, not the strange animals my father had made them out to be.

Finally we arrived and we all left the train and arrived on the platform, Albus and Rose quickly seperated from me, putting as much distance as possible between us as they went to greet Hagrid. My father didn't like him either, but he seemed friendly enough. I bet he wouldn't be friendly to me. We got into the boats and I found mysefl again in a boat with Albus and Rose.

"Are you stalking us or something, you idiot?" snapped Rose.

"I'll just wait for the next one," I mumbled, the last thing I needed was someone hating me and I hadn't even made it into the castle yet!

"There is no other boats, this is the last come. Come on," said Hagrid and I reluctantly climbed on.

I gasped when I saw the castle, it was so magnificent and amazing standing on the cliff like that. I was awestruck as were Albus and Rose. We pulled up and weaved our way through the winding corridors into the great hall.

The new headmaster stepped forwards and gave us a welcoming speech, before this weird looking old hat sang us a song. Then it was time for the sorting, this was a waste of time, I was obviously going to be Slytherin.

"Albus Severus Potter," called Hagrid with the long list of names, Albus came forwards nervously and sat on the stool, the hat was lowered onto his head and after a few seconds, that hat spoke.

"Griffindor!" it yelled, I was amazed by the talking hat although really I had known but it was still a shock to see a hat speaking for crying out loud. There was a lud applause from the Griffindor table and he went over to sit with them.

"Rosemary Weasley," Hagrid called and she stepped up and sat on the stool, the poor girl looked terrified. But then she grinned as the hat yelled:

"Griffindor!"

And so it went, the names were called and the hat would call out a house and that was it, easy right? I watched as the number of students dwindled down until I was the only one left.

"Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy," Hagrid called and I happily approached the stool, all to eager to be placed in Slytherin so we could eat, I was starved. To my surprise the hat said nothing.

"Aren't you supposed to be giving me a house?" I whispered, wondering if it could hear me.

"I'm trying, I have never ever had such a hard child to place. You are highly intelligent and powerful but there's something about you..." it said.

"Isn't it easy? Aren't I a Slytherin?" I felt so stupid talking to a hat, but I did anyway.

The hat didn't respond and I was acutely aware of the hundreds of eyes all staring at me, I felt my cheeks burning with embarassment as time ticked away. I wondered if the hat was broken.

"Excuse me? Someone, I think the hat might be broken," I said aloud.

"Just wait," snapped the headteacher, fixing me with a piercing stare as he came round the front to look at me, I wished I was somewhere else. Anywhere but here and then finally the hat spoke.

"Griffindor!"