Chapter one: The train.
Albus Severus Potter looked out the window of the Hogwarts Express, the scarlet steam engine. He saw his dad, long black hair, untidy, blowing in the wind. His mother waved also, her long red hair flowing in the wind. He saw Teddy Lupin grin at them, raising his right hand to wave. Victoire Weasley had her hand in Teddy's and Albus saw James snickering. His brown eyes and black hair was pretty much a dead give away that he was related to Harry Potter. But not as much as Albus. He looked so much like his father that when he met Rubeous Hagrid for the first time Hagrid was pretty much crying, muttering about Harry.
"James, can I sit with you?" Albus asked, looking up at James.
"Um, no." James said, grinning down at his little brother. "You see, my friends are waiting for me, you need to make some friends of your own." He saw the hurt look on his brother's face. Groaning he quickly said. "Go on; sit with Rose, she looks pretty lonely also."
Angry Albus stormed away from his brother, dragging his trunk with him. "Rose!" he called out and a girl with flowing orange-red hair turned around.
"Oh, hey Albus." She grinned at him. "Lets go into this compartment, its empty." She said, beckoning to a compartment to her left. The two dragged their trunks in and closed the door behind them.
"I really hope I'm in Gryffindor." Albus said, sweeping his hair out of his eyes, leaning against a window. "I mean, Mom, Dad, James, Uncle Ron, Aunt Hermione, they're all in Gryffindor."
"Don't worry," Rose said, looking at Albus. "I think you will be."
'What house do you want to be in?" Albus asked the girl who looked somewhat like an older version of his younger sister, Lily.
"Well," Rose said. "According to Hogwarts, A history everyone who has cleverness goes into Ravenclaw and Dad reckons I have just about as much brains as Mum so I'm pretty sure I'll be Ravenclaw." Just then a knock on the compartment window jerked them out of the housing conversation and Albus looked up, and he saw a girl with long whitish blond hair. She mouthed what looked like "Can I join you?" and pointed to an empty seat. Albus looked at Rose but she was busy in a book. Albus nodded and the girl walked in.
"Hello, I'm Zoey Longbottom." She said, holding out a hand. Albus took her hand in his own and shook. "Is it your first year?" she asked, peering at Albus with a funny expression.
"Um, yeah." He said. "I'm Albus Potter and this is my friend Rose Weasley." He said gesturing toward Rose who had her wand out and was now attempting a spell from the Standard Book of Spells grade 1.
"Weasley?" She asked, looking at Rose. "My mum told me all about the Weasley's. She said some bloke named Ron Weasley always made fun of her when she went to school with him." Rose dropped her book and Albus started having a coughing fit.
"Um, Ron is my dad." Rose said, looking extremely embarrassed. "I'm sorry for anything he did to your mum; he was a little-well- like Albus's older brother James." She flashed Albus a quick glance to see if he would be offended by this remark but Albus nodded.
"Yes, Mum said Ron seemed to have a Wrackspurt of an emotional range." Zoey said, nodding fast.
"So," Albus said, trying to change the conversation. "Are you related to Neville Longbottom?"
"Yes, he's my father. Luna's my mother." She added, finally taking a seat next to Albus. "By the way," She added staring into Albus's eyes, and he saw they were a brilliant blue color. "Did you hear about the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes buying Zonko's in Hogsmead?"
"Yeah." Albus said, Zoey was making Albus feel uncomfortable and for some reason Rose was oddly quite. "Uncle George sure knows his stuff."
Just then they were interrupted by the clanging of what sounded like an overly stuffed trolley banging its way down the corridor. "Excellent." Albus said, fishing some money out of his pockets. James and Harry had both told Albus of the wonderful sweets that one could buy on the Hogwarts express. A plump witch lugging a heavy trolley covered in sweets rolled right near their compartment. "Rose, you want anything?" he asked, gesturing toward the food cart.
"Yeah, Dads told me all about this candy that sets your mouth wild. I think its called Fizzing- Fizzing something's." She said, clearly embarrassed for having forgotten the name.
"Whizbees." Albus said, "Fizzing Whizbees." He grinned over at Rose and then stood up and left the compartment.
When he arrived at the trolley he told the witch what he wanted and handed her the money. As she bent down to refill her stock of the famous Ice mice (with George's picture on the box which said "I've added a special something in specially marked boxes." Then the picture winks) Albus caught a glance of the boy waiting on the other side of the trolley and immediately saw who it was.
Pale skin and a pointed looking face, Scorpius Malfoy was looking at Albus with a look of great loathing. "Potter." He said coolly.
"Hey, Scorpius." Albus said. It was an awkward moment. Albus's father told Albus all sorts of stories about the Malfoy's and how they were but Albus wasn't sure if he should be nice or not. He decided to just wait and see.
"So," Scorpius said. "What house do you reckon?"
"I hope Gryffindor." Albus said. Just then the plump witch emerged and stuffed the sweets in Albus's hands.
"Thanks, dearie." She gave Albus a warm smile and he felt warm as he returned to the compartment.
Rose was reading her book when Albus dumped half of the sweets onto her bench. "What happened to Zoey?" he asked, cracking open a chocolate frog.
"She decided to go sit with her twin, Zack." Rose looked slightly bewildered.
"Is everything all right?" Albus asked, biting the head off of a frog. Rose was acting rather quite and she looked flushed.
"Yes," Rose said fast, then "Oh, thanks Albus!" she said a voice that was too loud for nothing to have happened.
"Rose." Albus said. "Tell me."
"Oh all right." Rose said, looking up, getting more and more pink. "Zack is-well-." She seemed flustered and Albus grinned across at her.
"You like Zoey's brother don't you?" He asked her, and he caught her eye and laughed.
"Stop!" Rose looked positively alarmed. "You're behaving like James."
"Sorry," Albus said, his dark hair sweeping over his face. He pushed it away and started chatting with Rose.
Some time later, after Albus and Rose had devoured their entire stock of sweets a young girl forced the door open. "You may want to get changed, Rose." She stated then she caught sight of Albus sitting next to Rose and giggled.
"No," Rose said getting slightly pink. "This is my cousin, not boyfriend." She stated quickly. "He's the son of Harry Potter."
"Wait, but wasn't the son of Harry Potter getting yelled at by the conductor?" the blond girl said. Rose and Albus exchanged glances. "Yeah, he was up there getting yelled at for using magic on some kid."
Dread filled Albus as he dug through his bags and emerged with his wand. Rose already had her wand ready from when she had been practicing the spells. "We can't get in trouble for using magic yet, we aren't technically students." Rose said. Then Albus left, followed closely behind by Rose who muttered "Thanks, Kat."
They arrived near the front of the train and Albus saw James sitting on a bench, looking down. "James," Albus said, approaching. "What's happening?" He sat down next to his brother.
"They called Mum a blood traitor." James whispered. "They did and I jinxed them." He looked up into Albus's eyes. "Now I'm going to get expelled. The head of Gryffindor house, Flinnigean will have no mercy for me." He said.
"Hang on," Rose said. "The Headmaster is the head of Gryffindor?"
"Does it matter right now Rose?" James asked. "He's going to expel me."
"Who exactly said that about Mum?" Albus said.
"Scorpius and this big bloke." James said. Albus felt anger flare up inside him.
"Well, you shouldn't have attacked them," started Rose, sounding so much like her Mum that Albus expected to see a big mane of bushy brown hair in stead of straight orange hair. "You're going into third year, they don't know any magic."
"I'm sure his father taught him a few spells, look what the little rat did to me." James said, pulling up his sleeve. Etched in his skin was a long, deep cut. Then the door that lead to the conductors compartment opened and Scorpius emerged, looking scared, his face covered in what looked like little hexes.
"The conductor wants to see you." He motioned to the door then walked away. "Say hello to the Blood Traitors." He said, smirking at the three of them. Albus jumped toward him but Rose caught hold of him and pushed James into the conductor's compartment.
"Albus, maybe we should go back to the compartment and get changed." Rose said. Albus shook his head. "I'm going to wait for James."
Rose slid her hand in his. "I'll wait with you."
Ten minutes later James walked out of the compartment, looking stony faced. "James, what happened?" asked Albus, striding up to him and slowing down when James didn't respond. "Did-did you get expelled?"
"No." Said James. He couldn't believe his luck. "But Flinnigean said I was going down the same path as Grandpa James did."
"Oh," said Albus, looking said. Just then they heard running footsteps and Kat appeared before them again.
"Come on, get your robes on, we're here."