Information: This is a next generation fanfiction, based around Scorpius, Rose, Albus, James, and some new characters. It is mostly a love story, although other aspects of their lives will be included. For now, I will only have glimpses into their lives, and if I get a lively response (via reviews) I will fill in more about their stories. So, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I am not, nor ever will be the fantastic J.K. Rowling. I only own my own creations, anything familiar to you is owned by her.

THE SORTING

Albus, in the middle of the throng of scared first years, held tightly to Rose's hand when the great doors in front of them opened. The hallway was suddenly filled with light from the brightly lit and majestic great hall. A large man with slightly graying frizzy brown hair urged them on. Albus looked up at the comforting and familiar eyes of Hagrid, an old friend of his father. Hagrid caught his eye, and gave him a wink, and Albus felt slightly less terrified. Albus looked slightly to his left and saw Scorpius looking completely at ease. Next to him was a very pretty girl with long brown hair, who was whispering excitedly in Scorpius' ear. Albus felt a sudden jealousy at his new friend. Rose tugged at him to move forward, and they scuffled slowly with the other first years to the front of the hall.

As they walked to the front of the room, Albus' eyes immediately sought out James, and found him sitting with his friends on the table directly to his right. Not wanting to show his brother his fear, he looked away and looked at older lady standing in front of him.

"Welcome first years! I am Professor McGonagall, headmistress of Hogwarts. Today you will be sorted into your respective houses. And now, I will introduce to you the famous Sorting Hat."

With that, she placed an old and graying hat on top of the stool next to her. For a few moments, there was nothing but silence in the great room. Then as the folds on the hat turned into a discernible face, several first years jumped in surprise.

A great many years ago,

When I was black and new,

Four great wizards of renown,

Made a school of their own.

The bravest of the brave,

Found home in their new dwelling,

Of daring Gryffindor,

Whose great heart was always swelling.

The brilliant and studious go

To a heaven of constant learning,

Which Ravenclaw created

To increase the educated.

To the sweet Hufflepuff,

Go the loyal and the kind,

Where hard workers

Are quite easy to find.

Those with cunning and ambition

Reside in crafty Slytherin,

And complete their life missions

With shrewdness and precision.

Although these four great houses

Must pick their students wisely,

As the great Battle of Hogwarts showed us,

We must all unite in order to be

Able to love, to live, to hope

And for the honor of being free!

So try me on,

And don't be shy,

It won't hurt a bit.

For I am the great thinking hat,

Anyone could have told you that!

At the end of its song, the great hall burst into applause and cheers, and the sorting began. Albus watched as the first three first years were placed in Hufflepuff, then as two others were placed in Gryffindor.

"Next, Isabelle Davies"

Albus watched intently as the pretty girl seemed to glide to the chair and daintily sit down. A moment after the hat sat on her head, it called out "RAVENCLAW". The table to his left burst into applause as they welcomed their first first-year to their table.

"Scorpius Malfoy"

Some of the chatting in the room silenced when students heard the name Malfoy. Some whispered menacingly, since he was known as the child of Draco and the grandson of Lucius, a follower of the deceased Voldemort. The hall slowly grew silent as more moments passed with Scorpius wearing the hat, and the hat made no attempt at sorting him. Whispers began to mount, as most people assumed he would immediately be sorted into Slytherin. Professor McGonagall looked over her spectacles to gaze curiously down at the boy. As she was about to take off the hat from his head, the hat opened its mouth and screamed "SLYTHERIN". The Slytherin table relaxed as a son of many past Slytherins went to sit with them.

"Albus Potter"

The room became completely silent. Students stretched their heads to see the famous Harry Potter's second child. Many gasped as they saw that he was almost the splitting image of his father, unlike his brother who was a mix of his two parents. Shaking, Albus walked to the stool and sat down. He closed his eyes as Professor McGonagall placed the hat on his head. A deep voice in his head began speaking,

"Ah, so it's another Potter. I see much of your father in here, a bit of your mother. Of course, of course, where else would you go?"

"GRYFFINDOR"

Albus sighed in relief, and walked towards the Gryffindor table, where his brother stood cheering for him. When Albus reached his brother, James clapped him on the back and grinned. Albus then sat and watched his remaining classmates, and cheered with the others as Rosie joined him and his brother at the Gryffindor table. After the last student was sorted, Professor McGonagall flicked her wand and a feast appeared on the table in front of Albus. Laughing inwardly at his previous fears, he relaxed and began to feel at home.