Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter
Warning: Long chapters.
POV: James S. P.
I was finally a third year student. I had been waiting for so long. Al was starting at Hogwarts this year. I had been teasing him about how he could be sorted into Slytherin. He didn't take it well.
We had already boarded the train and left the platform. Rose had another book with her. (No surprise there.) Al seemed even more nervous than before, if that was possible. He was curled up in a ball in the corner of the compartment. Rose patted hisarm.
Albus frowned andmoved to sit next to me and curled up into a ball again.
"Nice impersonation of anervous hedgehog," I said. Louis and Fred laughed. "Don't call me a hedgehog," Albus snapped, making Louis, Fred, and me laugh harder. "I never called you a hedgehog, little bro," I said. "I called you a nervous hedgehog."Even
/Rose laughed this time. Al scowled at me and changed seats again.
"Don't take it personally, Albus," said Dominique. "You know what James is like." "Yeah, but he's annoying!" Al directed the 'he's annoying' part at me. "Very true," said Roxanne. I grabbed Rose's copy of Advanced History of Magic(BORING!)and
/said, "Don't make me throw this at you, Roxanne Weasley." Roxanne smirked at me as Rose snatched her book back.
"Hello." A blonde boy no older than twelve was standing at the door. "Hi," said Albus. "Hello," he boy repeated. "I'm Scorpius Malfoy, and I was wondering if I could sit with you guys. I grant find an empty compartment." "Sorry, this compartment's full,"Rose
/said immediately. "Ah, Rose, let him shinetay," said Albus. "But he's a Malfoy!" "That doesn't mean -" Albus started before being interrupted by Rose. "He's a Malfoy, and we don't even know him, so for all we know, he could be evil!" Albus scowled.
/Malfoy looked hurt, and ran off. I'm not the stereotypical type of person, but I didn't exactly think that Malfoy was all that trustworthy.
We sat in silence for the last few hours of the trip. I could tell that we all wanted to avoid even more arguments.
Later, the train stopped. Albus and Rose ran off to the large clump of the other first years. I recognized the Malfoy kid among them. Victoire, Dominique, Louis, Fred, Roxanne, and I climbed into a carriage.
The Sorting Ceremony was kind of a blur. Scorpius Malfoy was sorted into Slytherin, of course. A few kids later, it was Al's turn. Professor McGonagall put the Sortinghat on his head. It took a few minutes, but then the hat shouted to the entire
school...