Scorpius felt the train lurch into the station at Hogsmede. He stood up, grabbed his trunk and yanked it off. Next he grabbed his Screech Owl Gerard and left his compartment.
Once he got off the train he heard a booming voice say, "Firs' years this way, firs' years this way please!"
Scorpius looked to see the man, and gasped. It was Hagrid, the half giant he heard about. He made his way over to Hagrid.
"Don't worry 'bout your stuff, it will be taken care of..." said Hagrid to a scared looking girl.
"Hiya Hagrid!"
Scorpius was almost knocked over by the boy who laughed at him earlier.
" Hallo James! Staying out of trouble are ya?" said Hagrid, shaking the boy's hand.
The boy called James smirked, "Yeah."
James' brother rolled his eyes.
"Ah, you must be Albus, pleasure to meet ya!" smiled Hagrid.
Albus returned the smile.
Scorpius looked at the two boys. No wonder he thought they were familiar. They must be Potter's boys! Scorpius hadn't thought of that before. Now Scorpius understood why James was mocking him. Maybe father was right, maybe those Potters were prats. James seemed so high and mighty... yet Albus had apologized for his brother's actions, and seemed,... nice.
Scorpius shook his head.
"Right firs' years, come with me!" said Hagrid.
The swarm of first years followed Hagrid to the boats. Scorpius found an empty boat.
"Can I sit in here too?" Albus asked shyly.
Scorpius shrugged, and Albus took it to mean yes.
"Albus Potter." said Albus, extending his hand.
Scorpius hesitantly took it and shook. What would Albus say when Scorpius said his name?
"Scorpius."
Albus looked at him curiously, but didn't press for a last name. When the sorting came, Albus would know. There was silence on the rest of the boat ride, and not just nerves.
The boys took in the view. It was beautiful! Students marveled at the giant castle silhouetted in the background of the huge lake. Scorpius couldn't help but be impressed. What felt like only a minute later, the boats bumped up against the shore.
Scorpius' nerves rose. His dad wouldn't tell him how they would be sorted. It was Hogswarts tradition to not tell. What if he was in Slytherin? Father would be happy, but Scorpius didn't exactly know what to think. His family were Slytherins for as far back as memory served. Father said Slytherins were know for their ambition and love of power. Scorpius wasn't quite sure what that meant.
The first years ascended the cavern and made it to the front doors of the school. Not long after, they opened. Scorpius saw a magnificent marble staircase, and several doors.
"Thank you Hagrid." said a voice when they reached the top of the stairs. He was short and stout, but exuded his authority.
"No problem Professor McMillan." said Hagrid.
"Hello everyone, I am Ernie MicMillan, Deputy Headmaster and Transfiguration Professor here at Hogwarts. Now, when you past through these doors, you will be sorted into your House. The four Houses here at Hogwarts are Gryffindor, HufflePuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. During your time here, your House is like a big extended family. You can earn points for your house for achievements, however break the rules and you will lose points for your House. At the end of each year, the House with the most points wins the House Cup. Now, the sorting will begin soon. When I return, we will go into the hall and the ceremony will begin." said the stout man.
The first years looked around, exchanging nervous glances. Scorpius was begging to be in Slyrherin, because if he didn't get sorted into Slytherin's House, he'd have to face his father.
