The Potter Legacy: Nineteen Years Later

Summary : James and Albus Potter are now attending Hogwarts. With their cousin Rose Weasley and new friends Scorpius Malfoy and Arianna Snape, what mischief can they get into? After all, trouble seems to find Potters…..

Albus Severus Potter watched his father's face disappear as the Hogwarts Express bounded around a corner. His head was now clear. It was OK if he was in Slytherin! His father had said it was all right. He could always ask to be in Gryffindor anyway. His Dad had asked and the Hat had changed its mind.

"Come on, Al, let's find a compartment," his cousin Rose nudged him. Albus turned to look at her. She was the spitting image of his aunt Hermione, with her sparkling intelligent eyes and brown irises. But her hair was flaming red, Weasley red and it was cropped to just below her ears, giving her a page-boy look. Albus of course was the spitting image of his father, right down to the emerald eyes and messy, untamable hair.

Albus smiled and nodded his head, "OK."

However every carriage seemed to be full. The two cousins began to despair that they would ever find a compartment to sit in.

"Let's try the one at the end, Rosie," Albus suggested, pointing at the last compartment on the train. They walked towards it and Rose pushed open the sliding door. The compartment was already occupied. There was a boy with brilliant blonde hair that had been slicked back and blue-grey eyes. He was in deep conversation with a girl. They both looked up as Albus and Rose entered.

"Yes?" the girl bit out, her voice laden with impatience.

She had long midnight hair that was gathered up in a nondescript plaint and her skin was very pale, just like the bys. In fact they both looked as if they had never seen the sun in their lives. Her eyes were ebony though and were her most striking feature.

"May we help you?" the boy now ventured, his voice smooth and practiced.

Rose spoke up, "Yes. May we sit in this carriage? Everywhere else is full."

The boy and girl furtively glanced at each other and seemed to communicate with a single glance of their eyes. Then, the boy shrugged indifferently and Rose proceeded to set her things down. She then walked up to the two and stuck her hand out boldly.

"Hi. I'm Rosemary Weasley."

They other two looked at each other again, smirks tugging at their lips. Albus barely restrained the urge to punch the boy. But the temptation vanished as the boy held out a pale, manicured hand.

"Scorpious Malfoy. Pleased to make your acquaintance."

Rose smiled at Scorpious. Wait, wasn't he the one that Father had pointed out? Oh well, no matter, Father said a lot of silly things. Rose then held out her hand to the silent girl.

"And you are?"

The girl raised a dark eyebrow, then reluctantly put her hand out and let it be shook.

"Arianna."

Rose furrowed her eyebrows in curiousity but apparently decided to let it go. No use in antagonizing the girl about her last name. Rose pulled her cousin forward and introduced him.

"This is Albus Potter."

At the name Potter, both Scorpious and Arianna's eyebrows shot up. Albus let out a sigh. He was going to be judged for hi name again.

"Look, I'm not my father. So if you're going to….."

"Neither am I," Scorpious interrupted, "Yet people will be expecting us to have a rivalry a legendry as our fathers."

"I've never been one to stand up to people's expectations,"Albus grinned and then held out his hand.

"Neither have I" Scorpious retuned the grin and shook his hand warmly.

"Friends?"

"Friends"

Rose positively beamed at them. A voice spoke up.

"If you lot are done with the dramatics, perhaps you could sit down, hmmmm?"

The three standing up laughed and promptly sat down. An awkward silence fell.

Albus broke the silence, "So what house do you think you're going to get in to, Scorp?"

The blond raised an elegant eyebrow, "Scorp?"

Albus shrugged, "It's easier to say. You don't mind do you?"

Scorpious shook his head thoughtful, "No. I actually like it."

"You can call me Al."

"And I'm Rose."

Everyone looked at Arianna.

She leaned forward, a few strand of inky black hair escaping from her plait and framing her face, "You can call me…..Arianna."

Laughter broke out again and the compartment was soon filled with chatter.

A/N - Tell me what you think, guys! Next chapter will be up in about two days.