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1st Year
"Malfoy, Scorpius," Professor McGonagall read out to the Great Hall on September 1st of 2017.
The boy Scorpius Malfoy walked up to the stool which was placed at the center of the front part of the great hall in front of all the other Hogwarts students and sat down waiting for the Sorting Hat to be placed on his head.
"SLYTHERIN," bellowed the Sorting Hat before it had even touched the platinum blonde hair on top of the 11 year old boy's head. Scorpius smirked and walked to sit down at the Slytherin table with the other first years that had been sorted into Slytherin so far.
Albus Potter waited nervously, thinking about the conversation he had had with his dad earlier that day. Did he want to be in Gryffindor? If he wasn't what would James do to him? Would he ever speak to him again? He glanced at the Gryffindor table, it didn't feel right, he couldn't imagine sitting at that table and not feeling uncomfortable. Albus then glanced over at the Slytherin table, it didn't seem so bad, he was certain that not everyone in Slytherin was evil. He lost his train of thought when he heard Professor McGonagall announce his name.
Albus walked up to the stool slowly and sat down reluctantly, what would have happened when he got up from the stool. "Ahh, another potter I see, well lets see where to put you. Definitely not Hufflepuff!" The sorting hat exclaimed. "Ravenclaw is a possibility, definitely clever, but that doesn't seem to be the best place to put you." Stated the hat. "I suppose it comes down to Gryffindor or Slytherin," said the hat as if confirming it's own conclusion.
Albus thought back to the conversation he had had with his dad earlier that day. He could be in any house he wanted, and the hat would take into account what he wanted. Albus glanced at all of the house tables and knew which house he wanted to be in. Slytherin, I want to be in Slytherin, he thought and the hat replied, "good, you will do very well in Slytherin, I think" Said the sorting hat, before announcing to the entire great hall, "SLYTHERIN."
Albus looked over at James, he was stunned, just sitting at the Gryffindor table with his mouth hanging open. Albus made eye contact with James and James nodded to him, signifying that it was okay that Albus was in Slytherin, though he looked a bit put out.
And so, Albus walked over to the Slytherin table, took a seat, and watched the rest of the sorting.
As he walked down to the dungeons, Albus contemplated what his life would be like now, and how it was different from the life he had always imagined he would have at Hogwarts growing up.
Albus felt himself collide with someone and fall to the ground landing on his backside. "Oh, sorry," he said to the person he had just run into.
"S'okay," the other person replied back rubbing their head. Albus looked up and saw that it was another 1st year boy in Slytherin, he thought his name was Scorpius Malfoy or something.
"Hi, sorry again, I'm Albus Potter," Albus said trying to make conversation.
"Scorpius Malfoy," Scorpius replied standing up and dusting off his robes while extending his hand for Albus to shake. Which Albus did.
"So you like quidditch?" Albus asked Scorpius.
"Yeah, best sport ever," replied Scorpius with a grin.
And both Albus and Scorpius knew that they were already best friends, and would be for a very long time.
A/N- So what did you think? This was my first story so don't be too harsh!