"I want to speak to the headmistress", Scorpius Malfoy said to the stone gargoyle. It didn't react. "Can I please pass? It is important." Still nothing. "I request you to let me pass, so I can speak to professor McGonagall, Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." The statue didn't give any sings that he had even heard him.

"You have to try candy-names." Alarmed Scorpius turned around. Behind him stood Albus Potter. Two weeks ago they were both sorted in Gryffindor.

"What are you doing here?" asked Scorpius suspiciously while his cheeks turned red. He came on purpose during dinner, hoping that no one would see him.

"I was with Hagrid and lost track of the time. He is really nice, you know."

"Everyone is nice to you", said Scorpius and he tried not to sound jealous.

"Only because I'm a Potter. It's actually really frustrating. I try to make friends and everyone is just interested in my famous dad. Why do you want to speak to the headmistress?"

"I want to ask if I can go to Slytherin."

"Why?" asked Albus. "Difficulties with your father?"

"No, dad said he was proud of me and he was going to talk to my grandparents. He even said he already saw it coming."

"But why do you want to leave Gryffindor?"

"Because a lot of Gryffindors, of course not you, say I don't belong with them, that I should be in Slytherin, but the Slytherins want nothing to do with me because I'm a Gryffindor."

"That's not fair", said Albus. "My father always says that it doesn't matter and that we all have to work together."

"I'd like to work together, but it is really difficult if no one wants to talk to me."

"I'm talking to you."

"Yes, that's true." Albus smiled.

"Now we are talking about cooperating, did you already finish the History of Magic assignment?" Scorpius chook his head.

"I woke up somewhere midway the lesson and realize I failed to write anything down. So I don't have that much."

"Doesn't matter", said Albus. "I only manage to get the first half. Can I take a look at your notes?"

"Uh… Yes, I think so…" He would have felt a lot more comfortable if it wasn't the son of Harry Potter, who had asked him that.

"Thanks. Of course I'll share mine with you too. Do you mind if we go to the Great Hall first? I think we still can be in time to get dessert."

"It's all right. I haven't eaten either."

"Great, Hagrid is really friendly and stuff, but the things he offers you to eat are…"

"Are what?" asked Scorpius curious.

"Let me put it this way. You first have to cut them into pieces with an ax and lay them in water for a few hours before you can even think about chewing them." Scorpius laughed.

"I hope the Pumpkin Patties are better."

"Pumpkin Patties? They are my favorite! But I'll leave one for you, I promise!"

"Only one?" asked Scorpius.

"Good, maybe two", said Albus. "If James didn't eat them already..." That idea was so horrible that the two boys quickly rushed to the Great Hall.

They just had disappeared around the corner when the gargoyle moved and Professor Mcgonagall, headmistress of Hogwarts, entered the hallway. She would be late for her appointment with the other teachers, but rather that than to disturb the beginning of a friendship. Maybe she could ask Filius to team them up in the next Charms lesson. She had kept a close eye on the young Malfoy after he, to the surprise of many, was sorted in Gryffindor. This was exactly what she hoped for. Potter and Malfoy becoming friends… Was this not exactly what they fought for? Friendship between young people, regardless of their blood status or the name of their parents?

Note from the author: this story was written way before anything canonically was know about Albus and Scorpius at Hogwarts.