Chapter 2: Dinner and Letters .

James glowered at his plate, not eating his food as his favorite cousin and partner in crime, Fred Weasley eats his food.

"Forget about it, James. It's not like you're not eating your food, Al would magically sorted into Gryffindor." Victoire points out as she ate her steak slowly, boys from her end of the table was staring at her dreamily at her lips as she chews.

"Easy for you to say!" James snarled at his oldest cousin, pushing his plate away, "How can you guys eat after this…this…thing happened?"

"Not actually." Victoire shot back, "there's a lot of nice people in Slytherin, like Meggie Goyle, or Kian Willis."

"They're different." James snarled, glaring at the Slytherin table, particularly at Albus and Liana who were talking animatedly at the twin sitting opposite them. "He has the nerve to look happy there, wait until I write to Uncle Ron about this."

"No one's writing about Albus until he writes himself. If I found out anyone writing to him, I personally put them in detention for a week…cleaning the Owlery." Everyone winced as Victoire turned to Rose who was animatedly talking with Annabelle and Scorpius who looked less pale than before. "Enjoying the feast?"

"Yup, everything looked so cool here, right Scorp, Rose?" Annabelle grinned at Victoire.

"Sure, everything looked good after that place you called home, heh, Malfoy?" James sneered.

"Slap!" Rose slapped him.

James swore angrily as he touches his cheek gingerly.

"James, you arse. How could you say like that?!" James glowered at her and the blond boy beside her before storms out of the hall.

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Meanwhile at Slytherin's table,

"So, Lisianthus?" Liana looked up from her mashed potatoes to glare to the twins in front of her.

"It's Li-A-Na. Liana. Don't call me that name." the girl point out, using her fork as if to stab them. "It's just a stupid name chosen by my stupid father."

"Okay, if you say so, Lisianthus." Both of them drawled out in unison. The girl glowers at the twins before turning back to her potatoes. Beside her, Albus lean forward and began to strike a conversation with the twins.

"So, which one is Timorfildor and Theophi-something? "Albus looked at the two identical twins, trying to differentiate one another.

"It Theophilus, Al, but do tell." Liana teased, revenge for the name teasing she had to endure a couple moments ago.

Two set of sea-grey eyes looked at them as the two brown haired boys stopped eating. The left one said "I'm Tim and he's Theo. Please refrain from calling us that. "

"Or" Theo said, "would make your life miserable-"

"-for the rest of your life." They said in harmony.

The girl only smirked, "We'll see." And grabbed a piece of apple pie that just miraculously appears in front of her. Albus meanwhile began to trade stories and tricks with Theo as Tim tries to trick Liana into giving her chocolate ice-cream to him.

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Hermione watched as Ron walked up and down their living room, obviously waiting for the owls to arrive. "What taking them so long? It should be over right now." He glared at the dark sky as he waits.

"Stop it, Ron. Obviously they will write, maybe tomorrow or in the weekend." She turned back to the report she just got this morning from the ministry, ignoring her agitating husband.

"Easy to you to say. My family-" Ron stopped and looked out as two owls flew toward the window; Rose's Flair and weirdly, James's Hermes.

Dear Dad and Mum, (the letter read,)

I'M IN GRYFFINDOR!!

The school is so cool! Made friends while in the train. Starting lessons tomorrow. Will write more.

Love,

Rosie.

P.s: Tell Hugo I miss him already, and going to send him a long letter just for him next time.

"See, what did I told you?" Hermione looked up to see Ron frozen, holding James's letter. "What is it?"

"Al's in Slytherin and my daughter just befriend Scorpius Malfoy."

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Dear Father,

I just got sorted. Before you can throw me a party, I didn't get to Slytherin.

It's Gryffindor.

Love always from your devoted son,

Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy.

P.s: Mum, make sure dad doesn't disown me.

P.p.s: Made friend with Rose Weasley. She's a nice person.

"So," Draco Malfoy looked up from the letter, "are you angry?" Astoria asked.

"Strangely, no. maybe it's time things change." Draco pull his wife to him, "Scorpius won't be the first in the family not following the tradition. My uncle, twice-removed, Sirius Black was in Gryffindor and he turns out to be a hero in the war. So, no, I'm not angry. My father will though."

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Dear Dad (and Mum),

Remember the conversation we have at the platform? The sorting hat decided me to be in Slytherin. At first I was a bit sad because of James, and then I was happy I did enter Slytherin. I met this girl in the train (we shared the same compartment) and she got sorted in Slytherin. There's only one problem, she was a muggle-born. She was quite happy to have me with her.

School starts tomorrow, so I better get some sleep.

Love,

Al.

P.s: James doesn't look happy though.

"And James throws another tantrum." Harry Potter says wryly as Ginny gets Lily ready for bed, "Guess, Gins, we have to get ready for owls from Prof. Bast. "