Albus Severus Potter: A Fresh Beginning

Chapter 3: Naturally Talented

Late the next day, fresh of season, Albus received his timetable, followed by his two friends; Scorp, and Rose. For a First Year, Albus felt his schedule was packed with subjects he couldn't even count. Albus remembered his father, Harry Potter; tell him about his first timetable and how he managed to attend each class. The answer was, in fact, he couldn't. The fact is, Harry had so much of an adventure he was too busy sneaking out at Midnight, fighting trolls, and coming face-to-face with one of the Darkest Wizard in the Wizarding World. Harry managed to give Albus a few hints and heads-up while they were still together the day before Platform 9 ¾. Albus knew he was going to have a tough year, stacked with homework and such. Already his first day, and Albus could tell there was more to magic than wand waving and silly incantations.

Albus met up with Scorp, who retrieved his timetable from Professor Filius Flitwick, head of Hufflepuff, and also their Charms Professor.

'Not so bad,' claimed Scorp. 'I have Charms with Gryffindor in thirty minutes. I'm going to the Common Room until then. Better get going.'

'Oh, wait up, Scorp, I do too, so does Rose. I reckon we have the same timetable, except for Divination. My father told me it was a waste of time, so I dropped out. Anyways let's get going, Blimey, who knows how long it'll take just to walk all the way up there. Could take hours if we don't know where it is, after you, Rose.'

'It's okay Al, I'll make sure you know where the Common room of your own house is by the end of the year. Trust me.' Laughed Rose, leaving Albus embarrassed.

With that being said, the three made their way up to the Hufflepuff Common room to kill a few minutes until their first Charms class of the term begins.

After having a thorough discussion of what they might be learning during their first Charms class with Flitwick, Rose got up, telling it was time for their first class.

As they made their way towards their Charms class, Albus couldn't help but feel nervous. He knew he was new to all of this, but the feeling of anxiety made it worse.

Scorp read the expression on his face and assured him, leaving Al expressionless.

'Al, don't worry, everyone's going to be nervous. So am I, its normal.' Scorp reassured. 'Who knows, it could be really fun'

Surprisingly, the three were the first ones to enter the class. There they their Head of House, Professor Filius Flitwick gathering his things and making himself comfortable.

'Come in, come in. It's never a bad thing to be too early,' Their Professor motioned. Al could feel the anxiety act up again. 'Please take a seat in one of the chairs, wands out. We shall be starting a very important lesson today.'

As the three students took out their wands, leaving their bag at the side of their desk, in marched in the rest of the class, part Gryffindor, part Hufflepuff.

'Good morning'

'Hi Professor Flitwick, my parents have told me a lot about you'

'Cheers sir'

Professor Flitwick was bombarded with hello's and good morning's as the large group marched in, ready to learn. Flitwick took his place

'Hello Professor' at the front of the room and began his lesson.

'Good morning class, my name is, for all who do not know – Professor Filius Flitwick. I am the Head of Hufflepuff house, I teach Charms for all years, and I hope you enjoy your first class of the year. We shall begin with a basic charm I have taught many, many classes on their first year, such as this one. There have always been someone who does not get it on their first try, or first class – But that does not matter. I understand some of you are from a family that is not made up of Magical parents or siblings. I know where you are coming from, and this is why I am here to teach you. The charm we will be learning today is, the most commonly used incorrectly – the Hovering Charm,' Flitwick announced.

A bunch of 'ooh's' and 'aah's' flooded the room. Albus heard of the Hovering Charm, his father used it once before but never said the incantation aloud. Al wonders if you can do magic without the need of saying the procedure aloud, but in your mind alone.

Al's thoughts were disturbed until the class' sound slowly died away, and Flitwick continued.

'The Incantation that is needed to demonstrate is "Wingardium Leviosa". The motion used is simply a turn and flick; more in your wrist than your arm, rather. I shall demonstrate thoroughly. Carefully examine, class, as I am going to have one of you to try in a second.' Flitwick took out his wand, pointed it at a glass vase, and demonstrated the Hovering Charm for the class to see. 'This is also a non-verbal spell, in other words, you do not need to say the incantation aloud for it to work. But I doubt any of you are ready in terms of non-verbal spells. Now, who would like to demonstrate for the class? Anybody? Alright, I hate to do this, but I assume I need to choose somebody for myself. Hmm, let's see,' Flitwick looked around, possibly for the person who looked most anxious. Al tried to hide his head under his cloak, and knew immediately what was going to happen, when he saw the pointy feet of Flitwick pause from under his face. 'You there, what is your name, son?' Flitwick asked Al.

'Albus Severus. Albus Severus Potter, Professor.' Al managed to say, with the whole class staring at him, most likely remembering him from last night's ceremony.

'Well, another Potter. Glad I chose you, Albus, you shall demonstrate this correctly, I trust. Your father needn't more than two tries when I asked him to demonstrate. Now, come to the front of the class, take out your wand please. I Trust you remember the incantation and wand movement needed to perform the spell?' Flitwick asked. Al gave a firm nod and focused very hard on what he was going to do.

Turn and Flick. Turn and Flick. Turn and Flick. The words kept repeating in Al's mind. His mind is now locked on the wand movement, and now focused on the incantation.

Wingardium Leviosa. Wingardium Leviosa.

'Now, you are to cast the Hovering Charm on the teapot sitting on my desk. Be careful to focus on the Incantation and Wand Movement. Whenever you are ready, Albus.

Albus could feel every pair of eyes in the class focused where he was. The spell was hard enough, no need to mention pressure to add on to the anxiety. Al emptied his mind and pointed his 11 Inch wand, which was made of Holly, and the feather of a Phoenix, donated by Fawkes, at his target, the teacup.

'Wingardium Leviosa!' Albus yelled and with further ado, red sparks flew out of Al's wand.

'That certainly is not right. You are forgetting the flick motion with your wand, try again.' Flitwick corrected. 'Remember, turn and flick.' Flitwick reminded.

Al was determined to get this right. He couldn't bother failing again, in front of the whole class. Everyone knows Al is Harry Potter's son, although Al never new why people stared at his father whenever they were in public. But all Al new was that he was about to master the spell most people never mastered until their second year, on his second attempt. Al was focusing harder than ever on the motion, forgetting the Incantation.

Albus felt his mind act for itself, and scream the Incantation, but no sound came out of his mouth. His wrist had a mind of its own, and reacted instinctively as he yelled

'Wingardium Leviosa'

The teacup rose high over the desk. Al flicked his wrist again, and set the teacup on Scorp's desk, wowing the class.

'Merlin's beard! Since when have you mastered non-verbal spells? Students do not learn that until their fifth year. I am very well impressed Albus. Well done, well done. Class, give him a round of applause for his marvelous effort. Well done.' Flitwick congratulated. 'Now, I would like you all to practice the Hovering Charm on the items placed in front of you. Once you have succeeded, inform me and I shall give you a more experienced object to cast upon. You may begin.'

Before anyone blinked, Rose's hand shot up in the air.

'Sir,'

'Yes, Miss..'

'Weasley, Sir. Rose Weasley. You haven't given us any object to practice on.'

'Think again Miss Weasley.' And with the wave of a wand, pillows appeared on everybody's desk, except for Al, who was greeted by a mini lamp, about the length of an Extra Large Butterbeer.