Life in Slytherin
AN: This is the proplogue to my newest story. It's about Albus and Scorpius. I haven't written anything Harry Potter related for months, so I have to get back into that world. Please review.
Prologue
Albus walked nervously through the Great Hall. The other first years stared at the ceiling in awe, it was nothing new to him. He had seen it every year when he accompanied his parents to the memorial service of the war. So, while the others were distracted by the enchanted ceiling Albus had time to worry about the upcoming sorting. He still heard his brother's words.
"You'd better be in Gryffindor. I know dad said he wouldn't mind if you're in Slytherin, but he really will." James was standing in the compartment Rose and Albus shared.
"James, don't be such a tease. Of course Albus is going to be in Gryffindor. Our entire family was in there." Rose always defended Albus when it came to the upcoming sorting. She knew how nervous Albus was. And James could be so annoying.
"I heard there were these twins and they got sorted into different houses when our parents went to Hogwarts. So I wouldn't be too sure of that Rose. Besides, I have this feeling Albus may just be the black sheep in the family. Who knows, maybe green's just your color." James left the compartment with a grin from ear to ear before Rose could throw something at him.
"Don't worry Al, I'm sure you'll be in Gryffindor. Don't let James get to you."
Albus was shook out of his flashback when the Hall exploded in applause for the old hat. A rather young professor, whose name Albus didn't remember, held a scroll. He read the first name on the list.
"Andrews, Bridget."
A girl with brown hair that barely reached her shoulders walked forward. The professor placed the hat on her head. "Slytherin!" The hat yelled after half a minute. The table under the green banners burst out in applause. The girl quickly made her way to the noise and set down.
Albus didn't pay attention to the next couple of names. Only when a familiar name came up did he listen again.
"Malfoy, Scorpius."
A blonde boy walked forward, his head hung low. It was the boy his uncle Ron had warned him about. They were not to be friends, according to him.
"Gryffindor!" The hat said after a couple of minutes. The Hall was silent. It was the first name that didn't receive an applause. Scorpius' pale face had a slight red tint to it as the boy walked to the silent table that housed the Gryffindors.
Whispered comments could be heard. All of them including Malfoy and Slytherin. Scorpius was the first of the Malfoys to be sorted into Gryffindor.
The professor waved his wand and a loud crack could be heard throughout the Hall. Everyone became silent once again and the sorting continued. Everything went the normal way again, someone would get sorted and said house would burst into cheers. It wasn't until Albus' name was called that the Hall was silent again.
"Potter, Albus."
"Good luck." Rose whispered into his ear before he made his way toward the old hat.
"Potter, heh? Where to put you?" The hat said. If Albus hadn't been warned that the hat could speak he probably would've fallen off his seat. "You're smart, no doubt. But I don't think Ravenclaw is the place for you. You're also loyal, but you don't belong in Hufflepuff."
"Not Slytherin, not Slytherin." Albus murmured to the hat.
"You really are just like your father. But unlike him you show so much more potential for Slytherin than for Gryffindor."
"Please, anything but Slytherin."
"You belong in Slytherin."
"Don't I have a say in this?"
"Sorry, no. I'm the one with the experience here. I know what I'm doing."
"No."
"Slytherin!" The hat yelled out.
The Hall was silent. No one had expected it. 30 seconds later the Slytherin table burst out in cheers and applause. "We have Potter!" Was heard throughout the hall.
Albus saw the shocked look on his cousins face and went to the table he now belonged. He didn't have the courage to search for his brother's face. The girl who was sorted first waved him over. He sat down next to her.
"Didn't get into the house you wanted?" The girl asked.
"How'd you guess." Albus replied rather shortly.
"Don't worry. It will settle down and soon enough no one will care. I'm Bridget by the way, in case you forgot." The girl held her hand out.
Albus shook it. "You can call me Al."
The girl smiled at him and Albus couldn't help but smile back. Maybe being in Slytherin wasn't the worst thing ever.