A/N- hi guys. This is my new Harry Potter fanfiction. I will be updating it every Wednesday. I need to have a schedule for myself. If I don't, then I will procratinate and never update because I am a horrible person.
This is my first non-crossover Harry Potter story, so I hope it isn't terrible wish me luck.
I also wrote some of the ending of this chapter while sitting next to my track coach and that was kinda weird. That hell finally finished today though. I am free!
disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter
Albus Severus' POV:
"What if I'm in Slytherin?" I ask my father, Harry Potter, nervously.
My father crouches down, looking into my eyes.
"Albus Severus." He whispers softly. "You were named after two headmasters of Hogwarts. One of them was a Slytherin and he was probably the bravest man I ever knew." He tells me.
"But just say-"
"-then Slytherin House will have gained an excellent student, won't it?" He cuts me off. "It doesn't matter to us, Al. But if it matters to you, you'll be able to choose Gryffindor over Slytherin. The Sorting Hat takes your choice into account."
"Really?" I ask in shock.
My father nods. "It did for me."
I take a moment for my brain to process what my father just told me. He never mentioned that at all to any of us.
I give him a quick goodbye hug and I jump onto the carriage, with my mum closing it behind me.
"Why are they all staring?" I ask, noticing many faces turned in our direction.
"Don't let it worry you." Uncle Ron says. "It's me. I'm extremely famous."
I laugh along with Rose, James, Hugo, and Lily. The Hogwarts Express begins pulling away from the station. I watch as my parents smiling faces get smaller and smaller until they fade out into nothing.
I finally sit back in my seat, looking at Rose and James sitting next to each other. James is going through his bag of galleons and sickles from inside his pocket, preparing for the candy trolley when it comes by.
As soon as James spends probably way too much on candy, he leaves to go to one of the other train cars where his friends from last year are.
I stare out the window, watching the scenery pass by as we speed even farther away from London. Rose is most likely doing the same, or reading a spell or potion book. My dad and Uncle Ron always say how she inherited her mother, my Aunt Hermione's brain.
"Al?" Rose speaks up after a while. My head turns to her. "I am going to go find where the toilets are, and possible change into my robes. I expect we will be arriving soon. I might also stay with some others in our year." She tells me.
"Okay." I respond, watching her leave the carriage, leaving me all alone. I turn back to the window, getting lost in my thoughts and worries about becoming a Slytherin once again.
I hardly notice when the carriage door opens again. Just assuming it is Rose, I ignore it, until I hear a different voice.
"Do you mind if I sit here? The carriage where I was before is quite lonely." The voice speaks up.
I turn my head to see a tall, skinny boy who is probably in my year, with very pale skin and extremely light hair.
"Of course not. Hi." I say, seeing the boy smile as he takes a seat across from me.
"I'm Scorpius Malfoy." The boy, Scorpius tells me.
"I'm Albus Potter." I reply.
"Are you Harry Potter's son?"
I nod.
"That's cool. My dad was in his year at Hogwarts. Is this your first year too?"
I nod.
Scorpius smiles. "I think we'll be great friends."
"I agree."
"Which house do you hope to be in?"
"Gryffindor. My entire family was in that house. Even my older brother." I tell him. "What about you?"
"Slytherin." He replies. "My entire family was in Slytherin. I feel like I would be letting them down if I got put in any house besides Slytherin."
"Maybe we'll get put in Hufflepuff together or something." I joke.
Scorpius chuckles a little. "Yeah, maybe."
The food trolley comes around for the second time and Scorpius and I decide to buy some.
We buy a few chocolate frogs, cauldron cakes, and Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans.
I take one of the chocolate frogs and open it, quickly grabbing the frog and eating it before turning over my card.
"Albus Dumbledore." I read out loud. "This is the guy my father named me after."
Scorpius glances at my card. "That's really cool. He's like the greatest wizard of all time. Your father must've had high hopes for you to succeed as a wizard and become very powerful. No pressure at all to do well, is there?"
I laugh. "None at all. I'll just feel like a failure if I'm not perfect."
"If you want to test that theory, I dare you to try a bean. Any one that I pick."
I consider it for a moment. I once got a vomit flavored bean and it was not a pleasant experience for anybody. I don't necessarily want to try any random bean, but what's the worst that can happen?
"Sure." I agree.
Scorpius smirks and carefully selects a disturbing looking green jelly bean.
I carefully take the bean from his hand as if it might explode under the slightest touch.
I bring it up to my mouth and hesitantly take a nibble out of the top. I sigh in relief as I recognize the flavor.
"Pear. Perfect."
"Ugh." Scorpius groans in disappointment.
"I should get to give you one now."
"Alright. Go ahead."
Examining the different beans in the small box, I decide on
"Mmm, moldy socks. Delicious." Scorpius says sarcastically.
Scorpius and I keep a conversation for a while, when I start to realize it is beginning to get dark outside.
"We must be nearing Hogwarts." I announce. "We should probably change into our robes around now." I motion to the muggle clothing that we had to wear at Kings Cross Station so we could blend in with the muggles. We don't want to stand out from the rest of them and someone finding out about our magic.
"You're probably right." Scorpius says.
I get up from my seat and open my trunk, digging around inside until my hand comes across the soft robes that I need.
Scorpius and I get changed, just in time to hear the announcement that we will be arriving at the school momentarily.
When the train comes to a stop, Scorpius and I walk off the train together, leaving our trunks on board. We were told that our belongings would be taken to our common rooms after we are Sorted into our house.
We sit together on the boats across the lake, along with Rose. James is with his other friends.
After we get across the lake, we all get our first views of the magnificent castle in front of us. I am taken back in awe.
"Woah." I mutter, hardly being able to form words. "This is amazing."
Scorpius and Rose nod in agreement.
We are led into the castle by a man named Hagrid, then he places us all in alphabetical order, based on our last names so we can be sorted.
He leads us to the dining hall and we enter, taking in our surroundings. The hall is incredible. The four grand tables for each of the houses are filled with hundreds of other witches and wizards. The ceiling seems non-existent- perfectly matching the night sky with candles floating in mid-air.
Without wasting any time, new first years begin to be called, one by one, and each table cheering whenever a new first year is put into their house.
"Malfoy, Scorpius." Our headmistress, Professor Minerva McGonagall announced.
I watch as Scorpius nervously walks up and sits on the three legged stool, with Professor McGonagall placing the sorting hat on his head.
After a minute of consideration, the hat screams out. "Slytherin!"
I see Scorpius let out what appears to be a sigh of relief.
The Slytherin table cheers as he goes to join them. Then, after what seems like too long, "Potter, Albus." Is called.
My legs shake as I take a seat on the stool. The hat is dropped over my eyes and I hear the Hat muttering things. Then it yells out my house.
A/N- was this okay? What do you guys think of this chapter and the idea of the story?
i love you all so much. Thanks for reading.
