Thanks to all the people who commented or favourited this story! From the feedback I've got I think I will continue, at least til I run out of ideas! I think I have enough in the script for another 4-5 chapters, then I'll actually have to do some thinking!

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"Are you serious? One minute it seemed like you were planning on being enemies, and the next your acting like we're..." Al tried to find the word.

"Famous?" Scorpius finished for him. "What d'you mean? You don't know? About your parents and The Dark Lord? Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley and the Horcrux hunt? How Ginny Weasley was forced to stay at Hogwarts which was then being run by the Death Eater, Severus Snape? And Albus, you mean you don't even know about your father and the Deathly Hallows?"

Rose was just staring, staring at Scorpius like she couldn't believe what he just said. She was racking her brain for information but none came. It must be a joke, she thought, He's having us on, teasing us cause of Al's stupidity! At that last comment, Al tried to remember a time when his father had told him anything about the Deathly Hallows. Harry Potter confided in Albus more than James or Lily, but Al always thought it was because he was the only one that would be likely to be listening. But there was one thing he could say to Scorpius' comment...

"No, my dad never told me anything about anything you just mentioned. Not even James said anything, and you'd expect him to have found out when he came to Hogwarts last year. But hey, did you say something about a man named Severus? That's my middle name, but Dad said I was named after two of the greatest wizards he ever new, it sounded like you think he's evil or something."

"Well," Scorpius said as if Al actually new what he was on about, "He was Severus Snape wasn't he? The traitor from both sides. It depends on whose side you were on, did good things for both of them but no one really knew where his true loyalties lay apart from your parents..." Scorpius went back to looking at Albus and Rose like he was still trying to figure out where their screws and bolts were, because from his eyes he really couldn't believe that two of the most famous kids at Hogwarts didn't even know the truth of their parents' past. Surely they must be robots or something? Unless they were just some other kids with the same names... But thats highly unlikely, he thought.

"I always knew our parents went to school together," Rose started, finally starting to make the basics of sense out of Scorpius' story. " But I didn't know that they were really close friends who played – from what I can get from what you sad, Scorpius - a pretty big part in wizarding history. I'm astounded that not even Uncle George told us. I have two questions though, what is a Horcrux? And, who is this "Dark Lord" guy?"

Scorpius looked at her helplessly and rolled his eyes.

"It looks like I have a lot to fill you two in on, a whole lot more than I expected. But you'll have to wait until after the sorting ceremony, I'll bet you 10 Galleons Professor McGonagall will walk through those doors in the next 30 seconds and from what I've heard she is the strictest professor this school has ever known. You better hope your in Slytherin so we can talk in the quiet of the common room.

"Thanks and all, but that is one thing we will never agree on. I won't be in Slytherin! I won't won't won't won't won't!" Rose looked at her cousin, off in his own little world. Didn't he have bigger worries? Like the fact that his father is supposedly one of the most famous wizards of all time? She rolled her eyes at Al's stupidity and turned to the blonde eleven year old staring at Albus next to her..

"Thanks a lot Scorpius." She sighed, "You've started him off again." Scorpius gave her an apologetic look.

"Sorry, but Slytherin's not that bad anymore. It's been pretty good since the Dark Lord was killed."

"There you go again with your talks about a lord without a name. Does he even have one? Y'know, my mum once said to me, fear of the name increases the fear of the thing itself." Rose told Scorpius proudly. Finally she found something she knew that he didn't.

Suddenly the doors to the Great Hall opened and an old woman wearing a green robe stepped through them. Rose guessed that she was Professor McGonagall. As the woman walked towards the bunch of quickly quietening first years Scorpius whispered to her,

"I can't say anything now, wait until after the feast. There are three hundred students plus teachers in there who may hear us." And with that, Professor McGonagall began to lead them into the Great Hall for the Sorting Ceromony.