(The life of Harry Potter's son, Albus Severus Potter, starting on Hogwarts Express)
I slid into the empty train compartment, slipping my bags up onto the racks above me. The train hadn't changed since my father had been on it. I looked out the door, students, new and old, passed by.
"No friends yet?" my brother, James asked as he passed. I frowned.
"No..." I sat back in the compartment and took out my wand. It was a solid black ebony wand, the handle was slightly thicker than the shaft, with spirally designs crawling up the shaft. I went through my backpack, pulling out my spell book. A Spell Book for the Beginner: With Side Notes By Harry Potter. I smiled to myself.
"Do you mind if I join you? I'm a first year..." I glanced up. A girl, no older than me was standing in the door way.
"Uh, yeah. Sure." I replied. She was wearing a short skirt and a button up white shirt, her shirt was slightly revealing her slightly large chest, with a black tie, loosend around the neck. Her black hair went down to her shoulders and was straight as a board. She sat across from me.
"Your practicing?" she asked, noddding to my wand.
"Yeah," I replied. I brushed my long black hair out of my eyes.
"You know," she started, "you look alot like Harry Potter.." I laughed and held out my hand.
"Albus Potter." she smiled and shook my hand.
"No wonder. Natalie Hemleck." I smiled. She pulled out her wand, which was white with a spiraled handle, and went through her bag, looking for something. I went through my book, stopping on the charms section. Wingardium-Leviosa. It had a moving picture of a hand making a movement with a wand. Next to the picture was writing. 'Swish and Flick' it said. I pointed my wand at the book and concentrated. Swish and flick I thought. I followed the moving picture and said, "Wingardium-Leviosa." The book rose with ease. Natalie smiled.
"Your a natural." she said. I smiled, nervously. The book fell with a loud thump. Natalie looked down to her legs, blushing. "Sorry," she mutterd. I looked down. She really was pretty. A knock on the door interupted the awkwardness. I glanced up to see a boy about the same age. He had short brown hair that was fashioned into an early 2009 look. I slid the door open.
"Thanks," he said.
"No Problem." I replied. He slid in and sat next to me.
"Your James' brother right? He's my brothers best friend."
"yeah," I replied. He held out his hand.
"Rick," he said. I shook his hand.
"Albus." Natalie frowned.
"As in Dumbledor?" she asked. I noded. Another knock. The door opened and a girl with blonde hair stuck her head in. Ricks face flushed red.
"Better get your robes on." She said winking and waving at Rick. I smothered a laugh. When she left a looked over at Rick.
"I think she likes you," I said. He grew a deeper red.
"I hope." He said. "I'm gonna ask her out later." I laughed.
"Get to know her first," I said.
"I do. She went to my muggle school." He replied. I noded. Natalie looked at me and blushed. I smiled, feeling my cheeks grow red. About ten minuetes later I changed into my robes, finding the sleeve for my wand. twenty minuetes after that the train came to a stop. We all piled out of the train, following my dads old friends Hagrids directions. I stayed with Rick and Natalie. As we awaited the sorting hat I remembered what my dad had told me.
If I told the sorting hat what house I wanted he would put it into consideration.
It was my turn. I stepped up to the stool with the hat sitting on it. Hesitantly I picked the hat up and put it on. It was silent for a few seconds befor saying, "Ahh another son of Potter's," I could feel it grin, "it's obvious where I should put you! Sly-" I froze with terror, "Not Slytherin, not Slytherin." I whispered. "-ther- aahh pulling your dad's trick, huh? Very well.... GRYFINDOR!!" It exclaimed. Relief flooded over me as I stepped off the stool and lifted the hat off. I walked over to where Rick and Natalie where sitting, at the Gryfindor table. I saw that the girl that was flirting with rick was sorted into Ravenclaw. I looked over at Natalie, she didn't notice, she was talking with fellow Gryfindor girls. I stared at her, taking her beauty in. She was skinny but not to the point where you could see her bones. She had a relativaly large chest. A beautiful smile and very pretty blue eyes, almost purple. She looked over at me and blushed. I looked down quickly, embarrased. She was the most beautiful person I had ever met.
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