This is my fanfic about Albus Potter and his life in Hogwarts, with a twist. I don't own Harry Potter and blah blah. Oh and I give credit to MissIrine for the story idea and editing.
"Potter, Albus!" called Professor Longbottom. Here it comes. The moment Albus had been waiting for all of his life had finally arrived. He had it all planned out. He would walk up those steps and be announced as a Gryffindor. Then he
would sit down right next to James who would be beaming proudly. He would pass all his classes, become captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team and be a prefect and Head Boy. He was going to be the pride of his family. Even James
who would always make fun of him for being scrawny would be jealous of his success. His entire life was going to be perfect and it all started here. Slowly, he walked up the huge steps. Thump! Thump! Then turned around to face the
entire school. He saw their faces and anxiety started to flood his brain. He sat down thinking all about his plan and prayed for Gryffindor (his father had told him that if he asked for his choice house, he would get it). He was so anxious
that he couldn't even listen to the Sorting Hat speak to him. Finally, the moment came. Albus waited for the hat to say the word. "Gryffindor, Gryffindor", he thought (more like pleaded). Finally, the hat made a decision.
"Slytherin!"