Set 4 seconds after the end of the "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows" Book.

As soon as Albus could no longer see his parents waving back at him from the platform, he turned to Rose and looked at her sincerely.

"If we are in different houses, we can't get competitive over which one is better. Oh, if we are I'm going to be such a loner..."

"Albus!" Rose exclaimed. "It's you who's going to get pally with a whole bunch of boys and talk Quidditch talk and shun me out." She composed herself. "Come on; let's go find an empty compartment."

So they set off down the train, Albus with his owl and Rose with her cat, Nymphadora. By the time they had reached the top of the train, they hadn't found any empty compartments and were forced to share. Rose opened the first door she could see and there, sat in the corner, was Scorpius Malfoy. When Rose saw who it was, she considered for a moment backing out but thought it would look silly. He was sat with two other boys, one quite bulky but the other very skinny

"Hello, may we please sit in here?" she asked politely.

Scorpius looked at her long red hair and then, seeming to remember her from the platform, gave a sniff.

"I smell bad parentage," he muttered just loud enough for Albus and Rose to hear.

Rose's ears turned red but she stood her ground and stoutly replied: "I'll have you know, my mother was top in her year at Hogwarts and my father...he...he just passed his driving test!"

The boys burst out laughing and Rose's cheeks went crimson, she was almost shacking with rage. She started towards Scorpius, but Albus grabbed her by the back of her jumper and pulled her back, slamming the door shut behind them.

"How dare he!" She exclaimed 30 seconds later. "I can see why Dad hates his father now. They must be exactly alike!"

A couple of doors along they entered a compartment with two boys and a girl sat in it.

The girl had light brown hair which rippled all the way down her back and a mouse scuttling around in her lap. The boy in the corner had fair blonde hair and a pointed nose. He reminded Albus a bit of Scorpius but he shook that off and took a seat.

"Hello. I'm Albus Potter and this is Rose Weasley" he said gesturing over to the window where Rose was now sat. The boy and the girl looked up and stared in silent awe. The blonde boys' mouth dropped open.

"No way...your parents aren't...I mean their not called..." he fell silent.

Rose looked utterly lost. "My Mum and dad are called Ron and Hermione and his are Harry and Ginny. Not exactly famous."

"Wow!" cried the boy. "Have you no idea who your parents are?" The boy turned around to the others in the compartment, clearly stunned. "Wow. Yeesh. Well, years ago, your dad Albus, was the first to survive the Avada kerdavra curse. That is the killing one. Then both of your parents managed to finish off the darkest wizard of all time! Your dad was known as the chosen boy. The boy who lived..." his eyes glazed over and he seemed to be glowing with passion at the story. Albus looked with a disbelieving grin on his face over at Rose but her eyes were wider than the girl's.

"Albus, the people, staring on the platform..."

"I'm Lola by the way and this is Nickolas." The girl said, absolutly beaming.

"Wow, I know the chosen boys son" Nickolas was still muttering to himself.

"All right all right we're not the messiah or anything especially fantastic. If my dad was so famous, how come James has never heard anything about this? He's my older brother and he has never mentioned anything."

Rose answered, " Albus, if James found out his father was anything like this, he wouldn't be likely to tell you. He would probably enjoy teasing you for a while whilst you ask him if he knows. Let's just assume for now that out parents are like everyone else's."

Rose got out a beginners book of magic from her bag and stuck her head in it.

Nickolas leaned forward.

"So, any Quidditch teams you into?" he asked and Albus saw Rose roll her eyes from behind her book.

"What on earth is Quid-itch?" asked Lola. Even Rose looked up then.

"You haven't heard of Quidditch?" Nickolas asked, stunned. These two clearly didn't know each other. Lola shook her head with a puzzled expression in her face. "Where have you been?"

Rose sighed. He must be one of the many ignorant wizards who didn't consider the fact that muggle borns were aloud to come to Hogwarts.

"She's a muggle Nickolas. Your whole way of living she wouldn't understand. She probably hasn't seen any magic in her life, apart from maybe the odd accidental spell, but she wouldn't have known what that was about." Rose smile encouragingly at Lola who seemed quite downhearted at the fact that she was the only one who had never witnessed magic. "It's all right. We have only seen magic; we haven't been allowed to do anything. That's why we are going to Hogwarts, to learn how." This put Lola's mind at rest.

For about another hour Nickolas and Albus explained the concept of Quidditch to Lola whilst Rose sat in the corner reading her book. By the time they reached their destination, they were all robed up (apart from Rose, who had been wearing her robes since 6.00 in the morning) and feeling sick with nerves.

The train began to slow down. Albus leapt up and strode over to the window to maybe catch a glimpse of his new home. However, all was dark. The four of them were swept along with the huge crowds, leading them off of the train and into the night.

They had barely had time to gather their bearings, when suddenly, out of the mist, came striding a half giant holding a bright lantern. Most of the first year students gasped and took a few steps back including Nick and Lola, but Rose and Albus stepped forward to greet one of their parent's closest friends. Rubius Hagrid.

"Oi! Rose, Albus! Good 'ta see ya, good ta see ya," He called as he took two monstrous steps towards them. The children's smiles soon turned to struggling ones as Hagrid squeezed them in a bear hug.

When he released them, Rose turned back to where Lola and Nickolas were looking mortified.

"It's alright. Hagrid, this is Lola and Nickolas."

"Nick," Nick breathed as he stared in awe at the towering man before him.

"Hello" Lola squeaked.

Hagrid however, not seeming to notice their hesitance, simply glowed. " Argh its great that there's gonna be another Potter around the place now. And a Weasly too! Might I 'ave heard of your parents?" He asked the other too.

Lola shook her head, but Nick, with more confidence now, stepped forward.

"Thomas? My father was Dean Thomas and my mother Lavender...something."

Hagrid looked like he could topple on them at any second with happiness.

While these exchanges were going on, other first years had been huddled in a group looking completely baffled.

A prefect walking past muttered to Hagrid "Shouldn't you be getting them into the boats?"

Hagrid straightened himself up.

"Err, yeah. Common' then kids. Follow me."

The first year students followed as the light of Hagrids lantern lit the way towards the beginning of their stay at Hogwarts school.