Sadly none of J. K. Rowling 's amazing world actually belongs to me.

The Sorting of Albus Severus Potter

"Hello Mr. Potter."

"Hi."

"I think Slytherin for you."

"Wait, Slytherin?"

"Yes, I…"

"No you can't! Only evil wizards go to Slytherin!"

"You don't believe that. I just sorted your friend into Slytherin."

"So Scorpius is the exception."

"What about what your father said?"

"How do you know what he said to me?"

"I'm reading your mind."

"Oh. My dad doesn't know everything."

"No he doesn't, but he is right about this."

"But, I'm not a Slytherin. I'm not ambitious, I don't want to be Minister of Magic or something like Rose."

"Ambition comes in many forms. Tell me Mr. Potter, why did you sit with Mr. Malfoy on the train?"

"I don't know."

"Yes you do. It's because Rose told you not to."

"No it's not."

"Yes it is. Don't lie to me."

"Fine. Maybe it was. So what?"

"It means a lot. Our choices define us. Your father chose to go to Gryffindor after all."

"This has nothing to do with my dad, and if you could let him choose Gryffindor, then let me too!"

"I can't, simply because you don't actually want to be there."

"What are you talking about?"

"I was getting there. So tell me, why did you choose to ignore Rose?"

"Are you seriously asking me that? It's because she was being annoying."

"Or is it because she was talking about you parents and their lifelong friendship?"

"So what? So our parents were friends since they were eleven years old! That has nothing to do with me!"

"It has everything to do with you. It was yet another reminder of what you're expected to live up to."

"What are you talking about?"

"Do you get tired of the stares?"

"What?"

"The stares and the whispers. When you're with your father and even when you're not."

"I...yes. Everytime I go anywhere, it's like everyone needs to keep reminding me I'm his son. It's not fair. I didn't ask for his legacy, or to look exactly like him, or to be named after more heroes! I didn't ask for any of this!"

"But you have it."

"I don't want it! I can't stand it anymore! I want to be my own person, not Harry Potter's miniature! I'm not him and I'm never going to be!"

"You don't actually want to go to Gryffindor."

"...no I don't. I'm sick of doing what's expected of me."

"So are we in agreement?"

"Do you think it will change anything?"

"That's up to you."

"Ok, fine I'll go to Slytherin."

"Good...and Mr. Potter?"

"What?"

"You may look like him, but it's your choices that define you."

SLYTHERIN!

A/N: Another one done! I don't know how I feel about this one yet. Let me know if you think it's in character for Albus to act this way. Also, please, please give me more requests for characters! I only have five or six more in mind, and once I run out of ideas I won't be able to write this anymore. I don't want to have to stop this story, its way too much fun to write. So suggestions please!

Thanks for Reading.