A/N- hey guys.
Im thinking of maybe possibly updating this story on Mondays and Fridays instead of Wednesdays once school is finally over. It would give me the chance to update this story more and only have one free day a week where I am not pressuring myself to write.
I might not do it, but I'm just thinking. If I were to update this more than once a week, would you guys like that?
i just don't know.
Disclaimer- I don't own anything.
Albus Severus' POV:
My legs shake as I take a seat on the stool. The hat is dropped over my eyes and I hear the Hat muttering things. Then it yells out my house.
"Slytherin!" My heart stops and I hear a roar of cheers erupting from the Slytherins.
Still slightly shaking, I walk over to the Slytherin table, fearing to look at the look of disappointment that is most likely present on my brother's face. Even with this fear, I look over, and I am very shocked to see his face smiling over at me.
My nerves relax as I see his smiling face, and Rose's supporting face standing back on line still.
I go to the empty seat beside Scorpius and sit down next to him. "I thought you were going to be in Gryffindor!" He exclaims in evident shock, but not as much shock as I am in right now.
"I did too." I reply, turning my attention back to the people being sorted.
I don't pay too much attention to the people who are being sorted, occasionally cheering whenever a new wizard or witch is sorted into Slytherin, until "Weasley, Rose!" Is called out.
I hold my breath, hoping that she will either be in Gryffindor with James, or Slytherin with me. I don't want her to have to be alone.
"Gryffindor!" The sorting hat yells.
I let out a sigh of relief. Rose smiles and places the hat back on the stool before hurrying over to where James is sitting with a few of his friends.
When the sorting is finally over, Professor McGonagall walks over to the podium and the entire Great Hall goes silent.
"Hello, everyone." She welcomes us all. "I hope you are all excited to start a new year here at Hogwarts." Everyone erupts in cheers.
Scorpius leans over toward me. "My father just told me not to die this year." He says. "He told me it was a real struggle for him to stay alive at some times while he was at school."
I nod, not very shocked by that. My father has also told us stories from when he and mum were here, at Hogwarts, and all of the adventures they caused them to almost die.
"Before we start anything," McGonagall begins, "I would like to take a moment of silence to honor all of the heroes and casualties of the Battle of Hogwarts that happened 19 years ago."
The hall falls silent again. No one talks. No one even moves. We all stay like that for a few minutes, until McGonagall steps back up to the podium. "Thank you." She says. "Now, I would like to pass on the message from Mr. Filtch, our caretaker, to remind you all to not use magic in the corridors. Welcome all first years and all returning students. I hope you all learn a lot this year and enjoy it. Now everyone,pick the tune of your favorite song as we sing our Hogwarts anthem."
McGonagall flicks her wand and the words to the anthem appear in midair. Everyone in the hall sings the song to different tunes. It actually sounds really cool.
When the song ends, the words vanish and McGonagall speaks again. "Since that is now done, let's begin the feast!"
Everyone cheers and the tables instantly appear full of food. The cheers become louder. I am amazed with the feast that has appeared in front of us. Scorpius and I start helping ourselves to our meal when the hall goes cold.
About fifty ghosts fly into the great hall. One comes directly to the Slytherin table.
"Bloody Barron!" Many of the older students yell, greeting him.
"Hello, everyone. Welcome to your new year. Make the Slytherin name proud!"
He floats off to the other side of the hall and many younger ghosts come near us.
"Hi!" One of the boys calls out to us. "I'm Colin Creevey." He says.
"Why are they so young?" I lean over to Scorpius and ask.
"A lot of the students who died in the Battle of Hogwarts never left." He replies. "They were scared of death and turned into ghosts."
"Scorpius!" One of the ghosts says.
We both look up and see a ghost smiling down at us.
"My name is Crabbe. Your father, Draco, and I were very close when we were young. Good luck this year, Mr. Malfoy."
Crabbe leaves us and no other ghosts come by, so we start our feast.
By the time dessert is over, I am so full I feel like I would explode if I ate another bite.
"Attention everyone!" McGonagall calls. "It is now time to go to your common rooms. Follow the prefects of your houses there and they will tell you the password when you arrive. Have a good evening, everyone."
Everyone stands up from their seats. Scorpius and I follow the rest of the Slytherin house down into the dungeon, where our common room is.
We walk past many corridors of talking paintings that are welcoming us to a new year. We also pass a plaque that lists all of the casualties of the war to honor them.
When we get to the common room, one of the prefects calls out the password. "Cauldron Cakes!" He yells and the dungeon door unlocks and opens.
We all file into the common room.
"Albus, make sure you get a bed next to mine." Scorpius whispers in my ear. I nod.
"Girls dormitories on the right and gentlemen on the left!" The same prefect as before calls out.
Scorpius and I follow the crowd of guys to the left. When we get into the dormitory, I am shocked to see that all of our trunks have already been transported here.
"Let's go claim a bed." Scorpius suggests. I follow him.
We both grab our trunks and drag them over to two beds that are next to each other. We unpack as quickly as we can before settling down on our beds, getting to know some of the other kids in our year.
By the end of the night, Scorpius and I have already made friends with three first years named Thomas, Sam, and Liam, along with a second year named Ed. Sam is the son of a girl named Millicent Bulstrode, who was a friend of Scorpius' dad when they were in school.
After a few hours, I am laying in my bed, staring at the celling, while talking to Scorpius.
"Are you at all ready to start classes tomorrow?" I ask.
"Nope." Scorpius replies. "Not at all."
"I hope you won't mind me following you around all the time. I've got an absolutely horrible sense in direction and I am surely going to get lost in the corridors multiple times. Probably even after a few months."
Scorpius laughs. "That is bound to be entertaining."
"Shut up." I mutter, smiling.
"Go to sleep, Al." Scorpius tells me. "It's getting late and I don't want to have to spend too much time waking you up tomorrow morning for class."
"You're so responsible."
"Yeah, I know. Shut up now."
"Goodnight, Scorp."
"Goodnight, Al."
I close my eyes and allow myself to drift asleep after a long and exciting day. Hogwarts is incredible. Everything just seems too perfect so far.
I can sense that someone will die by the end of this year.
A/N- I hope you guys liked this crappy chapter. I love you all so much.