Harry Potter and the New Future.
Disclaimer:Harry Potter is not this story is.
No copying or I will report you and kill you. Not kidding.
Prologue:
Albus Severus sat in the Hogwarts express next to his cousin, Rose. The compartment did not have many people in it. Only Albus Severus, Rose, and James Sirius. They waved at their parents as the train started to leave. James looked clearly annoyed at Rose, who was shouting goodbye at her parents- even if they could not hear her. Albus was not very comfortable being trapped in the middle of the two, so he quickly stood up and laid down on the opposite seat.
"Oi! Sit straight!" Rose shouted. Clearly, she clearly her father's way to talk and her mother's manners. Albus sat straight right away- he didn't want to make himself hated. "I'm going to change into my robes. You should do the same, both of you." She said as she left the carriage.
The two brothers were left alone, James grinning at Albus. Finally, James whispered 'Slytherin'. Albus cursed him mentally and went into the nearest bathroom to change into his robes. James then laid on the seat and decided it was time for a little nap.
When he woke up, there wasn't a lot of people left in the train. He quickly grabbed his stuff and jumped outside. Hagrid, older than ever, ran to him and hugged him tightly.
"So good to see yer' m'boy!" He yelled, a little louder than usual.
"Yes…Good to see you too, Hagrid…" He said as girls looked at him and giggled. He quickly escaped from the hairy arms and ran to the entrance. As he entered the castle, he was kind of stressed. What if his brother was put in Slytherin? What would happen? He sat down at the Gryffindor table, wondering. He didn't know that the time passed so fast until he heard McGonagall speaking loudly.
"Chang, Cassie." An Asian girl with short black hair ran to the hat, obviously excited. The hat hesitated for a moment. "Ravenclaw!" He finally yelled. Cassie was grinning, as happy as ever.
"Longbottom, Florent." James saw a chubby boy know as Neville's son sit on the chair. McGonagall placed the hat on his head, and almost instantly did the hat yelled "Hufflepuff!". Neville looked surprised, but smiled and clapped loudly. Florent ran to the Hufflepuff table, and slipped. Everybody went quiet, then laughed. He blushed and stood up, then finally sat down.
"Malfoy, Scorpius." All Slytherins grinned. Would there be an exception in the Malfoy family? Scorpius sat down, leg crossed. "Slytherin!" the hat yelled after a few seconds of judgment.
A few other people went…Until finally..
"Potter, Albus." Everyone went quiet. Everyone looked at him sitting on the chair, everyone had their eyes fixed on him. "Not Slytherin, Not Slytherin, everything but Slytherin.." Albus silently whispered. The hat laughed "Just like your father…Gryffindor!" The room exploded with joy, and Albus could not help himself. He yelled a loud "Yeah!" Looking at his brother. James was proud of him.
"Quiet please!" McGonagall yelled. The great hall went silent at once. Albus ran and sat down next to his brother.
McGonagall coughed. "Weasley, Rose." Her curly hair fled up as she jumped on the chair. "Hmm. . . Energetic. Like your father.. You also have the brains of your mother…But the bravery of both of your parents… Gryffindor!" People clapped. They would have been happy with both, but Gryffindor was always better anyway. McGonagall looked proud.
The rest of the day was pretty quiet, nothing interesting happened, except Florent falling over a couple of times. Everybody was so exhausted they went to their dorms and slept.
The next morning, until lunch, was a free block for all the first years, to look around Hogwarts. Because James was a second year, he directly went to his Transfiguration class. Albus asked Rose if she wanted to go with him but she wanted to talk to some other girls.
"Oh, okay." With that, Albus walked off in direction of the forest. He didn't know anything about trees or nature, but it was relaxing. As he walked dipper and deeper in the forest, he heard a noise. Scared at first, then curious, he waited.
"Oh!" Albus turned around and saw a centaur tripping over something. "Are you alright?" He asked. The centaur merely looked at him then stood up and ran away. Albus wondered over what he could have tripped. He put his hand on the grass, searching. He felt a pointy but round rock. What on earth was that? He grabbed it and looked at it. He then looked around, mentally hopping for someone to be here with him. Albus then bravely looked at the rock and rolled it in his palm three times. He closed his eyes and opened them again, then yelled in terror. There was someone looking at him, a ghost...Looking a lot like his uncle George.
"Who...Who are you?" He asked, shaking.
"Fred Weasley of course!" the man answered with a funny looking grin.