Albus Severus Potter was waiting impatiently in the row.

He saw Rose smiling at him; he smiled back and looked away to his new friend.

Scorpius Malfoy, his new friend that he met while he was sitting in the compartment, shuddered a little.

"I want the sorting to be over" Scorpius said to him.

"Me too. James said that I will get sorted into Slytherin," he returned.

"I want to be sorted into Slytherin, but my dear sister said that I'm too much good to be, and she is in Gryffindor." He pointed at Katie Malfoy, who was snogging James. He has to tell Uncle George about it.

"Potter, Albus," Professor Longbottom cried.

It is about time, he thought to himself.

He walked to the shaky stool and sat there; the professor put the dusty hat on his head and walked away.

Hmm… so you are the little brother of James Potter the second. I remembered him; he was like his grandfather and the Weasley's twins, a prankster. However, you are definitely not like him; you are more sly and clever then he was. Therefore, I put you in Slytherin.
He cried the final word, and Al walked over to the Slytherin table. He glanced at James, who was smiling a mischievous smile at him, and slid an arm around his girlfriend Katie's shoulder.

After few moments, Scorpius walked to the Slytherin table and sat next to him.

Before the end of the sorting, he saw a miserable look on Rose's face, and the hat cried, "Slytherin".

Rose walked to them, sat next to him, and cried slightly.

"What will Daddy say when he finds out that I got sorted into Slytherin? It's bad," she stuttered.

"It's okay, Rosie. Uncle Ron wouldn't be that angry at you." He tried to comfort her.

Well, at least I have my friends here. Oh and look at the beautiful blonde girl at the end of the table. I think I am in love. He thought to himself.

"Hello, my name is Angelina, but you can call me Angie. Are you a first year?" the beautiful blonde girl said.

"Yeah, and I'm Albus, by the way. And you can call me Al."

She smiled at him. "Cool, I'm a first year, too."

Albus smiled at those words.

"So, you're the son of the famous Harry Potter, am I wrong?" she said to him.

"I'm Harry Potter's son, yes, but I am my own person, I am Albus" he said and smiled a sad smile.

"It's okay. I don't really like him, but if you like your father, I think that I will start to like him, too," she said to him.

"I like him, he doesn't want to be famous... even if he deserves it."

"So, I will start to like him, too." Angel looked away to Rose.

"Hi, Rose, what's up?" she said to his cousin.

"I'm really surprised that I got into Slytherin. I think that I'm the first Weasley that was sorted into Slytherin," Rose returned to Angel.

"You know each other?" Al asked them.

"Yeah, we met at the train before you said that you found the compartment," she said and continued, "We are best friends."