Believe in Redemption: Portrait
Albus Severus Potter reached the stone gargoyle, shuffling his feet. He paused, looking up. Unruly black hair fell into his green eyes, almost hiding the passageway.
"Automobile." his voice was soft, but it must have been loud enough. Taking a step forward, he started to ascend the stairs into the office of the Headmaster.
"Come in," the voice was quiet, welcoming him into the office. He still paused though, staring at the large doors before he opened one and walked in. There, sitting behind the desk, Arthur Weasley. He smiled, standing up and holding out his arms as the young boy rushed into them. For the last six years, Arthur had been the Headmaster. McGonagall had given up her position, becoming tired. She just wanted to teach, and he understood. Young Albus smiled, relaxing a little. His Gryffindor robes were easy to see, his tie untucked from his vest.
A very annoyed sigh came from a potrait, causing Albus and Arthur to both turn their heads. There, staring at them with intense onyx eyes, was none other than Severus Snape.
"Potter needs to have a better taste in names, honestly... Albus Severus..." he grumbled. Albus raised a single eyebrow, the look hilarious on his young face. Severus, in turned, raised a matching eyebrow.
"And Gryffindor too, such a distasteful house... but I suppose, if it's what you chose, young Albus, then it is fine."
He smiled. "You're not as bad as Uncle Ron makes you out to be."
Severus sneered, hearing the portrait beside him, containing Albus Dumbledore, laugh.