SCORPIUS:-
FIRST YEAR
'Have you taken everything?' Mom asked for the billionth time.
'Yes mom!' I groaned. We were rushing throgh the already crowded Kings Cross Station and trying to manouver our way to Platform nine-and-three-quarters.
'Be safe, brush your teeth twice a day-'
'Don't go into the Forbidden forest.' I said with her as she told me this everyday, since I got accepted at Hogwarts. Dad was looking around cautiously and didn't pay attention to our conversation. We ran through the barrier and there it was: the Hogwarts Express puffing out smoke merrily as many parents were trying to get their children onto the train.
Mom knelt down, 'You be good okay? If we get a single letter from Hogwarts regarding your behaviour I swear I will ruin your summer.' she warned me.
I looked up to see dad nodding at a man who I recognised as Harry Potter who was one of my father's good friends. My dad had told me a lot about Harry Potter: How he was the hero of their generation, how he had destroyed the dark wizard Voldemort and how he had helped dad when in need even though they weren't the best of friends. The man standing next to him was giving dad a dirty look.
'Dad, why is that man looking at you like that?' I asked.
'That is Ron Weasley. We didn't really get along in school but don't make the mistake I did. They are really nice people.' Dad said.
The train whistle blew and everyone rushed in.
'Bye mom. Bye dad.' I said.
'Bye Scorp.' Dad said hugging me tightly.
'Bye honey.' Mom said kissing me on the forehead.
I walked over to the door.
'Write to us.' Dad added.
I waved at them and got into the train. I started moving along the compartments trying to find an empty or a less conjusted one.
I finally found one at the end of the train. Thankfully only two people sat there. One was a scrawny boy with messy black hair and green eyes and next to him sat a girl with fiery red, straight hair and blue eyes. (An odd combinatin if you ask me)
'May I sit here?' I asked.
'Sure!' The boy gestured to sit oppisite him. I walked in and sat down.
'Hi, I am Scorpius Malfoy.' I leant out a hand. Both of them exchanged nervous glances.
'Hi. I'm Albus Potter.' He shook my hand.
'Rose Weasley.' The girl took my hand. I smiled at her.
Albus and I had a lot to talk about throughout our train ride. We never ran out of topics. Rose didn't converse with as she was caught up in a very fat book she was reading. She did look up to listen a few times but didn't say a single word. The sun was already setting.
'We need to get changed.' Rose finally said. 'We've almot reached.' The train finally slowed down. Everone rushed out, chattering about the coming year in excitement. I walked with Albus and Rose aimlessely with a crowd of taller students until I heard a loud, booming vioce.
'First years over here!' The voice yelled. We followed the voice and found ourselves in a crowd surrounding a giant of a man.
'Hagrid!' Abus yelled. He knew this man?
'Albus! How are ya? Hows Harry 'n' Ginny?' He asked.
'Good.' Albus nodded.
'Do you know this guy?' I asked, stunned.
'Yes. He is one of our family friends.' Albus said.
'Hi Rose. How's the family?' Hagrid asked.
'They're doing good.'
'Okay then, let's get going shall we?' Hagrid said clapping his dustbin lids sized hands together.
We followed him towards a lake which had many boats lined at the shore.
'Three kids in one boat, please.' Hagrid yelled. I got in a boat with Albus and Rose. The boat started moving without any warning.
'Don' get scared. They are enchanted to move by themselves.' Rose said.
I looked at the magnificent castle which was standing so majestically. It was lit all aroung and it looked so beautiful in the night sky. The boats came to a stop and all of us got off and walked throught the large iron gated and walked up a fleet of stairs until a bid wooden door opened up for us. The corridors of the castle were covered by moving paintings and lamps burning brightly. A man with a round shaped face and thin glasses walked over to us.
'Good evening, students. I am Prof. Longbottom. Welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This evening your sorting will take place. There are four houses: Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin.
'When each of your names are called out, you must stepped forward and sit on the stool while the Sorting Hat will be placed on your head. After that you will have a welcome feast and head to your respective dormitories which your house prefects will lead you to. Is everything clear?' He asked.
'Yes, Prof. Longbottom.' All of us said in unison.
The large wooden doors in front of us opened up. Inside was one of the largest rooms I had ever seen. There were four long tables with students sitting on either side. The walls had more paintings and lamps. In the front was a risen platform with one long table which must have been for the teachers. All the students looked curiosly as we walked towards the platform.
Prof. Longbottom was standing there with a long roll of parchment in his hand. Next to him was a stool on which there was a brown Hat. He called out the first name:
'Adams, Quinn.' He said. A short girl with long brown hair stepped nervously onto the platform and sat on the stool.
'RAVENCLAW!' The Sorting Hat yelled, as the table on the far left burst into applause.
'Bones, Sarah.'
'HUFFLEPUFF!' the Hat yelled.
Many others were called out and sorted. What was a little stranger was that unitll then, no one had been sorted into Gryffindor.
'Potter, Albus.' He announced louder. The whole hall broke out into murmers where he could hear a few people say : 'Potter? He mus be Harry Potter's kid. Hope he gets sorted into our house!'
He nervously sat on the stool. I gave him a thumb up sign. He smiled as the sorting hat was placed on his head.
'Hm… what do we have here?' The Hat mumbled. 'Another Potter? Much like your father are you? The question is: Gryffindor or Slytherin? The great Harry Potter's son in Slytherin? What will people say? Hm... Might as well be GRYFFINDOR!'
Albus was beaming, as the second table fom the right.
'Malfoy, Scorpius' Prof. Longbottom said.
I froze. My heart raced at an incredible speed as I aprroached the stool. Prof. Longbottom placed the hat on my head. I sat there, breathing heavily and shut my eyes tight.
I waited for a moment.
Then, the Hat spoke: 'Ah! What have we here? A Malfoy! A family of the purest of bloods! Each one of you're family members have always been in Slytherin. But, you're different , I fear. Don't think Slytherin would be the right choice for you. Hm. A tough decision. I think you should be in… GRYFFINDOR!'
More than cheers, the Hall was stunned. There were gasps, OOOOOHs and AAAAHs. The Gryfindor Prefect (bless her) stood up, hooted and cheered. The rest followed her lead as I walked towards the table which, from that moment onwards, was going to be my new Family.
'Weasley, Rose.' Prof. Longbottom said.
I could easily notice that Rose was literally shaking with fear.
She sat on the brown stool with her eyes wide open.
'Another Weasley? Oh I see… Not one year where there hasn't been a Weasley… Hm… You have your mother's brains but your father's characteristics… Both of them were in Gryffindor so I will just put you in…GRYFFINDOR!' The whole table burst out into aplause. She grinned, walked over and sat next to me.
Days pased on and I realized how much Albus (now, who i called Al) and I had in common.
When Christmas arrived, I gave Al a red scarf and gloves, as red was his favourite colour and he gave me a box of Peruvian Instant Drarkness Powder which he knew was my favourite joke item from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, which his Uncles George and Percy owned.
Months passed like seconds and by the time I could grasp that fact, it was already the end of an amazing year. The train ride back home was rather a quiet one, as none of us had the heart to leave behind our second home and our friends.
At King's Cross, I spotted Mum and Dad waiting at the edge of the platform. I swear, if they moved even an inch forward, they would fall onto the tracks!
Hogwarts Express took its own sweet time in coming to a halt. This was an advantage for us students as we could manage a few more goodbyes to all our classmates. I grabbed my satchel and Al, Rose and I stepped out of the train into the crowded platform.
'Write to me while you're in Europe.' Al said to me in between the excitement surrounding us.
'Of course! Every week, if I can!' I said hugging him tight.
'Bye mate. See you next Autumn.'
'Bye Rose. Have fun. I will see you here in exactly 3 month's time, alright?' I said, awkwardly patting her shoulder.
Rose and I weren't as close as Al and I. So hugging, i felt, her would not be the right thing to do.
'Bye Scor. Grab us some European souvenirs, okay?' She said, smiling.
'Definitely.'
We parted ways and looked for our parents. I found Mum running towards me and grab in in this hug-slash-death grip.
'SCOR! I have missed you so much, baby! How was your year?' Mum asked sounding genuinely excited.
'It was amazing, Mum. I have made so many friends.' i told her while i hugged Dad.
'Yeah? I'm so proud that you got sorted into Gryffindor, son. Who are your new friends?' Dad asked me.
'My best friend is Albus. You know? Harry Potter's son? Rose Weasley, Olivia Thomas, Leah Chang-David and many more!' I said.
'Wow! You're year DOES sound pretty awesome! Let's go home now. You need to get some rest before we apparate to Paris tomorrow!' Mom said.
Oh no, Apparation is one of the worst feelings in the world. Thinking about it made me feel a wee bit squeemish. But, I chose to erase that thought and put in a more happy thought. A good thought would be the most exciting, the most fantastic year that was my First Year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
