The sun was shining brightly as Albus Severus Potter rode the Hogwarts Express. His green eyes, which he inherited from his father, Harry, and her grandmother, Lily, were emphasized even more as the sun shone on them. His brother, James Sirius was sitting beside Ron and Hermione's daughter, Rose.

"Hey Al! Ready to see the Thestrals?" James asked. He loved teasing his little brother. Harry would always say James Sirius is definitely a mirror of his late godfather, Sirius Black, who always wanted a lot of fun.

Albus Severus was nervous. He read somewhere that Thestrals were invisible creatures but why would he see them? Maybe James was joking, he thought.

Rose laughed, "James don't scare Al!"

James laughed harder, "Sorry, bro, come and sit down."

"He does look like your dad. He has his eyes!" James Sirius's fellow Gryffindor, Arthur said. Arthur had shaggy brown hair and was a cute, chubby kid. "Hey boy..." Arthur greeted.

"Hi." Albus said shyly. He sat down beside Arthur.

"Relax," Rose said, "You'll be fine. Gryffindors will be cheering for you." She smiled.

The ride went along. Soon enough, Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy, Draco's son was walking on the corridor of the train, getting his fill of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. Scorpius resembled Draco a lot—the pointed chin, the blonde hair, and the whole seemingly domineering attitude. He glanced at Albus and the rest of the kids as he walked by their compartment.

"'Zat boy botherin' you?" Louis Weasley, Bill and Fleur's youngest and only son who was now a prefect at Hogwarts asked the kids as he went inside their compartment. He was now a Ravenclaw prefect at Hogwarts. He is a perfectly handsome young man –blonde hair, blue eyes, and a strong body, but his strong French accent was very prominent.

"Oh no, everything's good!" Rose said.

"I would ne'er trust 'zose Malfoys..." Louis said.

"Well, he does look like his dad, but he's not his dad..." James said.

"Yes, 'es, I know," Louis said, "But what if zey are plannin' to do somethin?"

"Louis! Do not scare Al!" Rose said.

"Oh," Louis said, "Sorry, sorry."

"By the way, we saw Victoire and Teddy snogging!" James laughed. Rose laughed, as well.

"Victoire and...Teddy Lupin?" Louis asked.

"Positively!" Rose said.

"Oh, well, Teddy's nice, he can 'zake my sister away..." Louis smiled. "Oh, we're 'ere. See you kids around."

"Ready Al?" Rose asked.

"I think so..." Albus said.

"Well, come on down!" James said.

Albus looked around him, took his luggage and followed the older kids. He was ready. And Hogwarts was ready for him.

Chapter 2—The Sorting

"Later, Al!" James called out as they went down the train. First years were traditionally brought to the castle by boat. Albus Severus felt nervous. Was it all gonna be fine? He thought.

"Hi," A little blode girl said to him. She had beautiful, curly long locks and an infectious smile, "They say we have to ride the boats..."

"Yes, yes," Albus said.

They rode in one and two other kids went on, too. Albus recognized one of them as Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy, Draco's son whom he saw at the train earlier, and one of Scorpius' friends, Frederick Goyle.

"Hi," Scorpius said. His domineering stature seemed to disappear.

"Hi," Albus shot back and smiled.

"Why are you talking to him? Frederick asked.

"Why not?" Scorpius told him and looked at Albus again, "Sorry about that." He then looked at the little blonde girl, "Hi...you are?"

"Emily Ferguson, not related to the duchess."

"Duchess?" Albus asked.

"Oh, muggle stuff." Emily answered, "I wonder which house I'll be sorted in to."

"Where were your parents in?" Albus asked.

"Oh, I'm the first one to get into Hogwarts. Muggle-born." She looked at Scorpius Malfoy, "Your dad hates muggleborns, didn't he?"

"Uh...how'd you know my dad? Scorpius asked.

"You look like him," She said, "and so do you," She looked at Albus, "You have Harry Potter's eyes."

Albus turned red.

"Sorry," Emily said, noticing Albus's embarrassment. "There's nothing to be ashamed of, though. Your dad's a hero."

No one spoke for a while. And then they arrived at the castle. Hagrid helped the kids get off the boats. "Over here, firs years!" Albus' boat came and Hagrid helped them out of it.

"Albus Severus," He said, "Finally!" He gave him a hug. "It seems like only yesterday when you're father was here!" Hagrid's eyes filled with tears. His hair, now with more shades of gray than black touched down Albus' face. "Sorry, sorry, Can't help it..." He said and wiped his tears away. "Come in..." He led Albus and the other first years in.

"Hello, first years, and other years alike, of course," Professor Flitwick said. He is the new Hogwarts headmaster, as Professor Mcgonagall retired a few years ago and is now enjoying quiet times in her home in London. "As you all may know, tonight, first years shall be sorted into the four famous Hogwarts houses: Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin. To do that, when your name is called, you will go up here, sit down and we'll put the hat on your head and the hat shall decide where you shall be. But the sorting hat wants to sing its song first...Come on now..."

The hat, which magically flew on air, started singing. The first years were all amazed as it opened up its mouth and belted out a tune.

"Oh here we go sorting again

like we do every year

but I have a feeling this year will be different

because peace only lasts and then it ends

You may be in Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart

Or in good old Ravenclaw, where those with wit find their part

Then there's Hufflepuff, where dwell the just and loyal

or perhaps in Slytherin, where the great and ambitious are

Wherever you may be, I shall only see

But remember this song and also me

Because I warned you, and I warned you strong

So let's now get the sorting on..."

Albus saw Neville's curious expression from the staff table. Neville now teaches Herbology at Hogwarts. Neville caught Albus's eye and smiled at him nervously.

"Okay, okay now," Professor McRagslyff said, "Let's get the sorting on..."

"Auburn, Mary," Was first called and was sorted into Hufflepuff. The Hufflepuff table roared with cheers. "Bled, Alexandria" was the first Gryffindor, while "Dillyweed, Blake was the first Ravenclaw, followed by Devonne, Carl" as the first Slytherin. And then "Ferguson, Emily" was called. It didn't take long for the hat to decide that she belonged in Gryffindor. James Sirius and the rest of the Gryffindors were delighted. Emily smiled happily as she went to their table. Albus' heart was pounding. Scorpius' friend, Frederick Goyle became a Slytherin, Neville and Hannah's son, Harry became a Gryffindor, and more names were called. "What if I'm in Slytherin?" Albus thought. And then, "Malfoy, Scorpius" was called. The hat didn't say anything for a while. Albus saw Scorpius's face fill with sweat.

"Gryffindor!" The hat finally said.

"What? Did it say Gryffindor?"

"Scorpius Malfoy's in Gryffindor?"

"What in Merlin's name is that?"

Even Professor Flitwick looked stunned. "Okay," He said, "Silence! Scorpius, come on now, join your fellow Gryffindors..." Scorpius looked aggravated as he got off the chair. He couldn't look at everyone as he walked to the Gryffindor table. Albus still wasn't able to get off his surprise and fear when his name was called.

"Albus Severus Potter?" He heard the other students say, "He really looks like Harry...Of course he'll be in Gryffindor..."

"Albus Severus," The hat said, "Tricky...really tricky...You sure are as brave as your father, and you are named after one Slytherin..."

"No, please, not Slytherin..."

"You really are like your father, but you are wiser...Better be...RAVENCLAW!"

There was a moment of silence. Albus saw James' face. James just shrugged and clapped his hands. Everyone followed suit.

"Come, child," Professor Flitwick said, and clapped his hands weirdly.

"He's a Ravenclaw?" Someone said, "Impossible!"

"He's Harry Potter's son!"

"Silence!" Professor Flitwick said, "The Sorting hat has decided. We must respect its decision. Okay...let's move on now."

The hat sorted more students. "Zifer, Mc Cann" was the last one to be sorted and was sorted into Hufflepuff. The headmaster rolled the scroll containing the name list. "Well, then, congratulations, everyone! Tonight is the start of another term. Again, the Forbidden forest, is, of course, forbidden, and the prefects will tell you later about more forbidden places in school...For now, let the feast begin!"

Albus didn't feel like feasting. He remembered what the hat said. "but I have a feeling this year will be different

because peace only lasts and then it ends."

One thing's for sure: If he can be sorted into Ravenclaw, anything can happen.