AN: Hello everybody! I'm back with another chapter! I'm going to try my best to update more often, but I'm not entirely sure if that's possible with my busy schedule and all. Anywho, onto the chapter!

First Year: The Sorting, Part 1

The Great Hall was filled with chatter and laughter. Red, blue, yellow, and green everywhere. Everyone was having a great time.

"Students!" Headmistress McGonagall said.

Heads turned toward the front of the Great Hall, as she gained the school's attention.

"It is time for the Sorting to begin!"

The Sorting Hat sat on the stool, sang the opening song, and the Sorting began.

"Abbington, Harris."

"GRYFFINDOR!"

"Ashler, Jenna."

"GRYFFINDOR!"

"Barner, Thomas."

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

The list went on and on, slowly approaching Scorpius's turn. The cheers of the houses were 10 times louder in his ear. His heartbeat was even louder.

"Malfoy, Scorpius."

Silence filled the room. Whispers surrounded him.

"Isn't that the Death Eater's son? I really hope he doesn't enter our house."

"He's probably going to be in Slytherin."

"I feel sorry for him."

The butterflies in his stomach increased their fluttering.

He sat down on the stool, and the Sorting Hat was placed on. Scorpius was slightly startled when he heard a voice whisper into his ear.

"Well, well, what do we have here? A Malfoy? Hmm...you don't seem too fit for Slytherin…perhaps...Ravenclaw? No...how about.."

"GRYFFINDOR!"

The whispers started again.

"Oh my god, he's in our house. We have a little Death Eater in our house."

"I can't believe it. I was so sure he was going to be in Slytherin."

"As long as he doesn't cause trouble, I don't care."

Scorpius's heart hammered out of his chest. If his father was here, the man would faint. If his mother was here, she would congratulate him, despite her expectations. If his grandfather was here, he would go on a rampage.

However, the only people here were kids that definitely wouldn't accept him. They didn't even know who he was as a person, yet they already hated him. Scorpius couldn't really blame them. His family did awful things. As a result, everyone assumed that he was just like them.

Finally, a clap. A single clap broke the shocked silence that filled the air. Another one joined the first. More and more and more applause filled the Great Hall. Scorpius assumed it was out of politeness and not wanting to be yelled at by the Headmistress, not actual excitement and happiness that he was there.

As he walked over to the Gryffindor table, he felt the judging eyes and the glares pierce through him. People attempted to trip him, but he was careful enough to step over them. Once he sat down, the Sorting continued.

AN: Albus and Rose will be in the next chapter. Until then, their sorting will be a mystery. Although, you can probably guess. Or can you? :D I'll try to upload soon, but if I can't, I apologize! Thanks for reading and I hoped you enjoyed!