Albus Potter and The Chalice of Morgana

Disclaimer : I do not own Harry Potter, It's characters or it's locations no matter how much I would love to.

A/N : I would like to thank all my reviewers for their good words and advice. This chapter is a bit slow plot wise in my opinion but it had to be done though I promise to pick things back up next chapter.


Chapter 2 : A New Day Has Come

As the Hogwarts Express continued her journey towards the school, it occupants spent the time catching up with each other and making new friends-

"You are such an arrogant ponce, Malfoy!"

"Oh come off your high horse Weasley, it must be hard to see things way up there."

-Well most of them at least.

"High horse! Why you little -"

This was how the majority of Albus's evening was spent. Ever since Rose had come into the compartment she and Scorpius began a very heated debate on who had the most knowledge of Hogwarts and four arguments later they were on to who had the better school supplies.

"You just think you're oh so classy with your bleached hair and fancy robes." Rose said with a sneer.

"Oh yeah? Well at least my genetic code won't be extinct by the year 2060." Scorpius countered mockingly.

Rose's eyes flashed dangerously as she opened her mouth to retort. Seeing an opening Albus interrupted Rose's pre-tirade.

"You know guys, I think we're close to the school." Albus said hoping to break the endless cycle of arguments.

His effort succeeded as Rose leaned over to look out the window and Scorpius checked his, of course, expensive wrist watch.

"Huh, he's right." Scorpius said nonchalantly.

"That means in an hour we'll be placed in our respective houses." He states as he stares his two companions. The cousins freeze as a familiar fear creeps back to them.

"What's gotten into you two?" Scorpius asks as Rose plays with her hair and Albus looks down at his feet.

"Don't tell me you two are nervous." Scorpius asks incredulously. When neither meets his eyes he continues. " I mean it's completely obvious which houses you're going to be in."

"What?" Rose asks as Albus continues to stare at his feet.

"Well Weaslette- " Rose scowled " You'll obviously be in Ravenclaw." Before Rose could ask why Scorpius continued. "With your obvious wit and know-it-all-ism your a shoe in for those hyper-intelligent gits."

"Couldn't resist insulting them could you Scorp?" Albus asks with a small smile on his face as he finally looks up.

"No I couldn't and don't call me Scorp it's far too common." Scorpius replies frowning at the word 'Scorp'.

"Yeah whatever Scorp."

Scorpius glares at him, albeit half-heartedly before Rose pulls his attention.

"And what house will you be, oh brilliant Scorpius?" She asks her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Scorpius gives her a look before replying dryly. "I'm a Malfoy, dear Weaslette, I'll obviously be in Slytherin." With a dismissive wave of his hand he directs his attention to Albus.

"As for you Albus, you're much too passive for Slytherin or those adrenaline junkies called Gryffindors. I'd say you were more a Hufflepuff or at the very least a Ravenclaw." He says it like its the most obvious thing in the world. Rose perks up at the Ravenclaw part but all Albus could hear were the ominous words of Xana.

'Four houses, four choices.'

"Four destinations." He whispers to himself.

Looking up at Scorpius only to see him arms crossed eyebrow raised waiting no doubt for an appraisal of his 'superior' intellect.

Albus simply sighs and says "We'll see." As the train slows to a stop at their destination.


The trio disembarked after getting dressed in their school robes and after Rose and Albus quickly checked on their things.

They made their way down a dark path but not before being called out by an ever loud James and given a thumbs up as he headed over to the carriages that Aunt Luna says are drawn by creatures called thestrials.

Yeah Aunt Luna is a bit weird.

The first years are greeted at a line of boats by none other than Hagrid. The friendly half-giant upon seeing Rose and Albus, let out a hearty laugh before welcoming them to Hogwarts and giving them both a friendly pat on the back. An act that ultimately sent them both sprawling to the floor. The cousins proceeded to introduce him to Scorpius and after a calculating look and a 'Let's hope you're nicer than you father' Hagrid gave Scorpius the customary pat on the back which would have sent said boy to the floor if Albus hadn't caught his arm at the last minute.

"Well that was interesting." Scorpius mumbled as he straightened out his robes.

"That's Hagrid for you." Came Rose's amused reply as she led the way down to the boats.

The boat ride was a simple affair. Albus took in the sights of the Black Lake and the surrounding forest as Rose and Scorpius drilled each other on the history of the school grounds.

Their arrival to the school was met with the usual 'oohs' and 'aaas' of new students.

The children disembarked and were led to a small empty hall by Hagrid.

As Hagrid got them into correct order a beautiful woman emerged from the doorway.

"Good Evening Students, my name is Señora De la Vera and I will be your Deputy Headmistress for the school year well as your teacher for Defense Against the Dark Arts." She said, her heavily accented voice filling the room. Señora De la Vera was a woman of short stature with long black hair in a complicated braid. She had tan skin and dark eyes that were warm as she looked over the new students.

"Now if you'll follow me, we shall begin your journey at Hogwarts." She said with a clap of her hands before turning in a whirlwind of green fabric and leading the way to the main hall.


The hall was decorated lavishly with the banners of the four houses floating in the air, illuminated by thousand upon thousands of candles all under the full moon sky. While the other students were busy being amazed by the decorations, Albus took the opportunity to spot each of his family members in the large hall. He started at the Gryffindor table seeing Victorie, beautiful as ever, her blonde hair pinned up neatly and her Head Girl badge gleaming in the light and a small smile on her face as she watched the first years. Beside her was Uncle Percy's eldest daughter Molly, who sat prim and proper with a prefect badge on her puffed out chest. Further down the table sat Fred and James who were cheering loudly as the first years walked by.

Looking over to the Ravenclaw table He saw the two 'rebels' of the family. Dominique Weasley sat surrounded closely by her peers or admirers depending on who you asked. Her curly blonde hair held in place by a silver-blue ribbon and a wide smile adorning her face as she winked at him and Rose. Next to her sat Lucy Weasley, Uncle Percy's youngest daughter who smiled and waved as they walked by. The train of students stopped as they reached the top of the aisle. There on the step next to an fairly battered looking hat stood Señora De la Vera and Kingsley Shacklebot, the former Auror and Head of the Ministry had taken the mantle of Headmaster from Professor McGonagall following the latter's retirement and the former's stepping down. The Sorting Hat grumbled a bit before opening it's 'mouth' and beginning to sing.

Oh you probably don't think I'm good looking,

But don't believe what you see,

I'll shred myself to pieces,

If you find a better hat than me.

You can keep your fancy sports caps,

Your other hats bright and tall,

For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat

And I can top them all.

There's nothing hidden in your brain

The Sorting Hat can't see,

So try me on and I will tell you

Where you ought to be.

You might belong in Gryffindor,

Where dwell the brave and strong,

If you've got courage, nerve and chivalry

Then Gryffindor's where you belong;

You could be in Hufflepuff,

Where honesty is strong

These fair and loyal Hufflepuffs

Are rarely in the wrong;

Or how about wise old Ravenclaw,

if you've a sharpened mind,

Where those creative and witty,

Will forever be with their kind;

Or perhaps in dear old Slytherin,

Where resourcefulness is prime,

In clever old Slytherin,

Ambition is never a crime.

So go put me on! No hesitation!

Don't go get in a flap!

Four houses, Four destinations

Where fate is sure to clap!

Albus stills momentarily at the familiar words as the Great Hall breaks into cheers. The Headmaster then raised his hand for silence so Albus shook it off. "Let the Sorting Ceremony begin." were his only words before he invited Señora De la Vera to do the honors. She unrolled a long parchment and called out the first name, her voice filling the entire hall most likely from a enhanced volume spell of some kind.

"Acker, Rebecca." She called out rolling her 'r's.

A small girl with black pigtails slowly walked up the stairs and gingerly placed the hat on her.

"Hufflepuff!" The hat exclaims and the little Rebecca Acker ran over to the Hufflepuff table amidst the cheers from the list continued and Albus grew more nervous by the minute. His mind swirling with the possibilities of which choice to make. He was knocked from his wanderings by a familiar name being called.

"Malfoy, Scorpius!"

Scorpius gave Albus a small nod as he strode up the stairs with an air of arrogance only a Malfoy could possess. He sat down, his back rim rod straight and awaited his house announcement. Moments passed and Scorpius hadn't moved as yet. It seemed he and the Sorting Hat were having an argument of some kind if the way Scorpius was scowling had anything to do with it.

"Fine, be that way! Slytherin!" The hat shouted a moment later.

Scorpius carelessly flung the hat on the chair before he placed his hands in his robe pockets and walked towards the cheering gave a hearty applause to his new friend. Before looking back for Rose. The feisty red head was also clapping for their new classmate and when she caught Albus's eyes her face softened and she sent him a small smile.

Soon enough, much too soon in Albus's opinion the list reached the 'P's.

"Potter, Albus!" Señora De la Vera called. Albus began his slow ascent to the hat as the world around him slowed down. He looked over his shoulders and saw his cousin's rising from their seats, cheers on their lips, he saw Rose hands clasped in front of her, smiling softly, he saw Scorpius, a smirk on his lips, giving him a two-fingered salute and surprisingly at the very top of the Gryffindor table standing out yet at the same time blending in perfectly was Xana her curled blonde hair pinned up as she sat in an altered Gryffindor school uniform. Her face a blank slate as she stared at the sorting hat. Deciding to ignore her presence for the moment he took his seat, placed the hat on his head and waited...

And waited...

And waited...

And...

'Ah another Potter, now what am I going to do with you?' The Hat finally said.

'Um, hello.' Albus said.

'Hello little Potter. Has anyone told how like your father you are?' The Hat asked.

'Yeah, I'm always told I look the most like my dad.'

'Oh no little Potter, it goes farther than that, you have his mind, his thoughts, his soul.'

Before Albus could respond the hat continued his train of thought.

'And I see you've met Xana, interesting girl that one.' He mused.

'Wait a second. You know about Xana?' Albus asked.

'Oh yes, I know her very well but that is a story for another time. Now we have to help you find a house for your many years at Hogwarts. Gryffindor House makes up most of your family' He paused to chuckle. 'Or should I say most of your family make up Gryffindor.'

Albus scowled as the Sorting Hat continued.

'Yes Gryffindor is a fine choice for one such as your...'

'No.' Albus said interrupingt the Sorting Hat.

'What did you say, boy?' The Hat asked his voice low.

Steeling his resolve Albus repeated with more force 'No.'

'No? You don't want to be in Gryffindor?'

'No, I don't want to be defined by my family. I'm my own person. I walk my own path.' He said, his voice stronger than he thought possible.

'Ooh a determined one aren't you.' The hat asked wryly.

'I know just where to put you, your father may not have agreed with me but I have a feeling you won't object.'

'Wait what do you mean about my-' Albus thought to ask but he didn't have time before the Sorting Hat yelled :

"Slytherin!"


Xana, whose face originally held a blank stare, took on a brief look of genuine surprise before she sent Albus a small smile. Her eyes darted up to the Sorting Hat and narrowing briefly before she rose from her seat. Her Gryffindor attire morphed into a swirling dress of black, silver and emerald as she made her way through the shocked and unknowing crowd toward the back of the Great Hall where she slipped through the grand doors and into the night.

A/N Well look at that two updates in two days. Isn't it nice having summer time. More importantly Slytherin! You spoke and I listened, now we have a Potter and a Malfoy together in a house known for being evil. Wonder how that'll change things. And the Sorting Hat knows Xana, quite a story there but you'll just have to wait and see.