Me:I just watched Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2 yesterday, and it was amazing! If you haven't watched it, go watch it right now!

So, in honor of the final Harry Potter movie, I decided to write a HP fic. Here ya go. Hope you enjoy! ^.^


The Wrong House

"What if I'm not in Gryffindor?" Albus whispered to Harry.

Harry crouched down so that Albus's face was slightly above his own.

"Albus Severus, you were named after two headmasters of Hogwarts. One of them was a Slytherin and he was probably the bravest man I knew," Harry said to his son.

"But," Albus started.

Harry interrupted, "Let's just say you got into Slytherin; then Slytherin House will have gained an excellent student. It doesn't matter to us, Al. You're our son, and we will love you no matter what."

Albus looked his dad in the eye. "No, what if I get into Hufflepuff?"

An awkward silence filled the air. Then, Harry spoke, "I once knew a great man named Cedric Diggory. He was in Hufflepuff and he did great things."

This interested Albus. "Like what?" He asked.

Harry cleared his throat. "Well, he was chosen to compete in the Triwizard Tournament for Hogwarts in my fourth year."

"What happened?" Albus asked; eager to hear his father's answer."

"He was killed by Voldemort. So he moved on to the Twilight dimension where he became a vampire that glittered in the sunlight. Thus, forcing Dracula to commit suicide because he couldn't live in a world where people believed vampires glittered," He quickly muttered out.

Albus looked at his father; confused. "What did you say? I couldn't quite catch it."

Harry glared at his son. "Just don't get into Hufflepuff or else I'll disown you."

With that, Harry herded Albus into the scarlet train.


Me: that was fun... Hope you enjoyed it! Please review!