Albus Severus Potter was called to the headmasters' office on his second day of starting Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry- a fate which is Brother James would be jealous of.
He said the password 'Dumbledore' and went up the staircase and knocked on the door, he heard someone reply 'enter' but there was no one there when he went in, thinking he must of heard wrong he went to walk back out of the room when he heard a voice behind him.
'Ah, now let me guess, you must be the son of Harry and Ginny Potter'
Albus was startled and looked up to see and old man with a beard talking to him from his portrait.
'Y-yes S-sir' he replied nervously.
'Don't be frightened my dear boy, I knew your father well, I was headmaster of this fine establishment back in your father and mother's day.'
'Wait a minute,' said Albus 'I know who you are, your Albus Dumbledore'
'Yes indeed I am, I am terribly sorry to admit this, but I am not sure which one you are.' Said Dumbledore with a laugh.
'I am Albus Severus Potter, Sir' he said with a slight smile.
'Oh, You are my namesake them! And you also have this fine gentleman's name also' said Dumbledore pointing to a portrait beside him where a young man with jet black hair sat on a chair. The man in the portrait looked down at him with a sneer and stood up and looked down at Albus.
'You have your Fathers eyes' was all he said and walked out of his Portrait.
'Don't mind him.' Said Dumbledore, 'I think sitting beside me all these years has finally made him go mad' he said with a laugh.