A/N: So here is the first real chapter. I hope you like it, now start reading. And by the way, I'm sorry if it is a while between postings, since I am writing this in 10-minute intervals during homeroom!

Disclaimer: If I were J. K. Rowling, I would have better things to do than write this fanfic. Therefore, I do not own Harry Potter.

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Chapter 1: Hogwarts!

Rose PoV:

Hogwarts! I'm finally going to Hogwarts! Albus and I, old enough at last to go to Hogwarts with James and Teddy and Victiore!

I am so excited I can barely contain myself. I have already put on my new school robes and gotten all my trunks ready. Over the summer, I even learned a few spells with my new wand, just to be prepared. When I told this to Daddy last night, he told me I was just like Mother when she was my age. That made me really proud because Mother is the smartest witch I know. All there is left for me to do now is wait for the train to come, hear Hugo whining about how he has to wait another two years to go to Hogwarts, and listen to Mother and Daddy's advice and reminders.

"...Oh, and Rosie, you have tea with Hagrid on Wednesday at 3:00, make sure you're there, and don't forget to study and to do your homework on time, and give Neville our love, won't you?...", Mother is saying. Love, to a professor? Who is she kidding? People don't do that. I roll my eyes at Mother, and then give her half a smile to tell her that I really do appreciate her advice. At least, I did the first 500 times around.

Meanwhile, Daddy is also talking to me, most of his comments half-joking and half-not. It is sort of hard to tell which is which, so I just listen quietly.

"See over there, Scorpius Malfoy? Make sure you beat him in all your exams. And get into Gryffindor, or we'll disown you..."

Honestly, you'd think that Mother and Daddy are the ones going to their first day of school, not me.

Mother rushes over and shushes Daddy, telling him not to make jokes like that, he'll just make me nervous. I don't mind, really. I know I'll be in Gryffindor anyway. Everyone in my family has been, even James, who, despite what he pretends, is deathly afraid of spiders and thestrals.

I look around the station, and I see a lot of people I know. Standing by Mother, Daddy, Hugo and me are James, Lily and Albus with Uncle Harry and Aunt Hermione, across the way are Teddy and Victiore (snogging again: ewww!). Albus is going into first year, like me, James is going into second, and Lily, like Hugo, is still too young to come to Hogwarts. Uncle Percy is also here, and so is Uncle George with Fred (he's in third year). I look hard, and I can see the boy Daddy told me is called Scorpius, too.

Oh! Here's the train coming now! It fills me with excitement all over again to see the scarlet train, whistle blowing and wheels chugging.

"Bye Mother, bye Daddy!", I call out as Albus, James and I board the train.

This is it!, I tell myself. Hogwarts at last!

Albus PoV:

Hogwarts. I'm going to Hogwarts., I think as Rose, James and I get on the train. Just thinking about it makes my stomach do some pretty impressive gymnastics. There are so many things to worry about: Will I be able to learn all the spells? Will the professors hate me? Will I make any friends? And worst of all, what house will I be in?

Dad said that I will be in Gryffindor, if that's what I tell the sorting hat is what I really want. It is, I know, but I can't see why the sorting hat would care about the opinion of a queasy, 11-year-old boy who has never even ridden a broomstick. How does Rose look so unworried, happy even? But I guess she'll be top in everything, she's so smart.

And another problem comes up when I finally get on the train along with all the other students. Where will I sit? I walk with Rose until we find an empty compartment near the back of the train. We offer for James to sit with us too, but a bunch of his friends are already calling for him to sit with them. I am just thinking how nice it will be to at least have the compartment all to ourselves when a dreamy looking girl with waist length dark brown hair comes wandering in.

"Hello", she says in a soft, faraway voice. "I'm Celeste. Celeste Lovegood-Scamander. May I sit here?"

"Of course", Rose replies, smiling warmly at her. "Right, Albus?"

"Wha…oh yeah sure", I mumble. What else could I say?

"I'm Rose", says Rose, "And this is my cousin Albus. We're in first year."

"Oh, me too!", exclaims Celeste happily. "Maybe we will be friends!". Rose and Celeste soon get into a spirited discussion about the existence of nargles and crumple-horned-snorkacks (don't even ask me what those are). I just stare at my shoes, adding in a "mm hmm" or "yeah" whenever necessary. I'm wishing very hard that I weren't the only boy in the compartment.

As if someone is reading my mind, a boy appears outside of our compartment door. I hurriedly open the door to let him in, but when I do I get am disappointed to see that it is Scorpius Malfoy, Draco Malfoy's son. As if the name is not enough to warn people to stay away, Scorpius' dad, Draco, is a scary person. He his colorless white-blond hair just like Scorpius, and I heard that dad and him were the most awful rivals at school. Plus, there are all sorts of strange rumors surrounding him, most of them circling around the withered tattoo of a skull and a snake on his arm. Only most of them don't know that it is the Dark Mark. The symbol of Lord Voldemort's followers, the same dark wizard that Father defeated when he was seventeen.

Scorpius looks like he's been running, and he is breathing heavily. He has a small bit of color in his pale, pointed face, and his light hair is disheveled. He looks inside the compartment, then says, "Can I please sit in here? I've been looking all over for a compartment, and this is the only one with seats left."

NO!, I think. I would rather sit in a cauldron full of toad spleen! I am about to say it aloud (not the part about the toad spleen, though), when Rose says, rather shyly, "Sure, come in! But hurry, the train is due to leave any second." And, right after she says that, the whistle blows one last time, and we're off! It's too late to send him out now, I guess.

I look at Scorpius warily, trying to tell what he's thinking about. I'm not the only one: Celeste is looking at everyone in the compartment, memorizing their faces, and Rose is sneaking sideways glances at Scorpius, too. I meet her eyes, and she turns away, blushing a little. Blushing? Since when does Rose blush?

I think quickly, trying to start a conversation before the silence gets even more awkward. Once again, Rose gets there before me.

"This is Celeste and Albus, and I'm Rose. We're in our first year", she says. "And I know who you are, you're Scorpius Malfoy. You'll be in our year?"

He gives a small nod, then reaches down to tie his shoelace, hiding his face. Gradually, Rose and Celeste start up their conversation again, and I sigh. Will I ever be able to find any real friends at Hogwarts?

I think to myself, This is going to be a long year.

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A/N: So, how do you like this? Tell me what you think and if I should continue. I would love to hear what you have to say. Free chocolate chip cookie to the first reviewer (ha ha)!

Oh and by the way, all you reviewers out there, I need help thinking of a name (but I won't tell you for who!). If people review and send me names/ideas I just might use them, and it would be very much appreciated!