So I hope you guys enjoyed the prologue, although it was a bit slow. Now here is the first real chapter of the book I yet to come up with a title for.
September 1st, 2017
Albus Severus Potter
The stories he had heard from James were remarkable. James and his friend Jeremy told him stories about the pranks they pulled. And about Filch freaking out on them every time they messed around.
A brown haired boy walked through the muggle train station, frantically trying to find the numbers 9 and 10. His mother Ginny, his father Harry and his younger sister Lily were walking in back of them as James ran with all his speed, and Albus trying to keep up right behind him.
Albus felt his dark brown hair fly in the wind as he tried to run as fast as his brother. Finally, he saw his brother come to a stop when he reached the two platforms he was looking for. He waited impatiently for his parents and sister to catch up, but his brother was a few steps behind him.
"C'mon!" James Sirius yelled frantically, jumping up and down.
"James, it's not like it's your first year. I should be more excited than you are!"
"Yeah Albus, but obviously you're not so …" He ended his sentence early and decided to run to his parents and drag them to the barrier between the two platforms.
James looked around to get the signal from his parents and proceeded to run through the barrier, which they called platform 9 and ¾. James grabbed his luggage and ran with his cart through the wall. Ginny and her daughter followed. And that left Albus and his father.
"Listen, I'm going to give you the talk I gave James two years ago when it was his first year. Don't do anything dangerous. You can have fun, mess around with your friends, but just don't get into too much trouble. Or else I'll find out with Professor Longbottom. Got it Al?"
"Got it." Harry wasn't that worried about Albus. He knew that James was more of a troublemaker and that Albus was more down to earth. But one thing did bother Harry in the back of his head. And it was bad. Harry was worried about Albus, ever since he heard the prophecy twelve years ago. But there were no signs yet and there was no place that Harry felt more safe sending Albus than Hogwarts.
"Now let's go." Harry grabbed his son's shoulders and they ran through the barrier together.
Albus had been on the other side of the barrier, but he had never been so excited, which made it way more fantastic. More fantastic than it was last year. The walls were light beige bricks that covered the entire place, except for the pillar they had entered through. The train was sitting in the middle of the long room. The floors were a grey shade of marble (one of the 50).
Albus separated from his father when he saw one of his best friends in the world. A red headed girl who was a few inches taller than him (Albus was fairly short and Rose was fairly tall) was standing next to her little brother and her parents. Albus made his way over to his friend, and Harry followed because after all, he was friends with her parents.
"Are you excited Rose?" Albus asked frantically, getting more excited after what James had said to him and also his father.
"Are you kidding? My first year of Hogwarts? How can I not be excited?" She exclaimed.
"What candy are you going to get on the train?"
"I can't think about that when I'm thinking about what house I'm going to be sorted into!"
"Oh no! I completely forgot!"
Just as Albus said this, his brother walked by. "Houses eh? Rose, you got nothing to worry about, but Al on the other hand … I got a feeling they have a seat waiting for you at the Slytherin table." He chuckled, wiping his hair from his face when it fell in front of his eyes.
"Very funny James." Albus rolled his eyes toward his annoying brother. "Mom! James said I was going to be in Slytherin."
"James, now stop worrying your brother. You know he's scared about going into Slytherin." James nodded and then turned to his brother. "Wow. That wasn't cool. Whatever, doesn't matter."
Albus, more worried about what James said than he should've been, went to go talk to his dad again. "Dad, I don't want to be in Slytherin!" He exclaimed to his father.
Harry adjusted his glasses. "Albus, look, I know you want to be in Gryffindor, and I bet you will be! But if not, I just want to tell you that I'll be just as proud if you are in Slytherin. It doesn't matter what house you're in, honest!" He paused, wording out what he would say next. "Do you know who you were named after?"
"Yes dad! Albus Dumbledore and Severus Snape."
"And did you know Snape was in Slytherin?"
Albus looked confused and surprised by the new information.
"And he was one of the best men I ever knew. So you can still achieve great things and be in Slytherin."
Just then, the sound of the train horn went. Smoke came out of the engine. That was the signal to say your goodbyes and board the train. Albus jumped at the sound of it. He ran back to Rose and they decided to go on together. James had already left.
"Not so fast Al." Ginny yelled. He was about to board, but gave his mother a big hug before he left, and the same with his sister and his father.
"Be good." Harry whispered.
Al and Rose boarded the train together. Albus had never been on the train before and it was great. It was very tight and very crowded but great. There were almost no empty compartments, with about three or four people in each. They were late, and couldn't get a compartment to themselves.
Finally they found a compartment with only one more girl in it. Albus was unsure about going in the compartment but Rose said she wanted a new friend for Hogwarts. Albus finally agreed but still had to be dragged in by Rose into the compartment.
"Mind if we?" Rose asked the girl who looked about their age.
"Not at all. Are you guys first years also?" The girl asked scooting over to make a little bit more room for the two first years.
"Indeed, we are." Rose stuck out her hand. "I'm Rose by the way, Rose Weasley."
"Wow, really? So your father and mother helped conquer Lord Voldemort!" Times had changed; therefore no one had to worry about saying his name. "That's insane! You're like famous! Well, your parents are at least."
"If you think I'm famous wait until you hear his name!" Rose exclaimed.
Albus stuck out his hand too. "Albus P-"
"Potter! Oh bloody hell, that's crazy! I must come across as some obsessive person right now but that's bloody cool!"
They both laughed. "But what's your name?" Albus asked.
"Oops, sorry! Elizabeth Lewis. You can call me Liz if you want. Me twin's in the bathroom but I'm sure he'll be back so-"
The door slid open to reveal a tall, red hair first year walk in. Him and his sister had the same features, both with dark red hair (his a little lighter than hers), bright green eyes, which reminded Albus of the pictures he'd seen of his grandmother and a bit of freckles on the tip of their noses. The boy and his sister were both skinny but it looked like muscle on the boy. He could've been mistaken for a third year.
"And this is your brother?" Rose asked Liz.
"How did you know?" Liz asked sarcastically making Rose and Albus laugh. The boy waved to the two people he didn't know. "Charlie's my name, I'm sure you already know me last name, me sister must've told you."
"Ya. I'm Al Potter and this is my cousin Rose Weasley."
"Wow, Potter? You're talked about very highly in my home. Well, your father is at least."
"Thanks Lewis, you are too."
They laughed at the joke. They started going into conversation, Elizabeth and Rose talking about how they would be sorted into Gryffindor and the boys about Quidditch. And after about an hour or so, the door opened.
Another tall boy walked into the compartment, closed the door behind him but didn't sit down.
"Do you guys mind?" He asked in a sharp accent.
"Not at all." Charlie answered.
"I was sleeping quietly in a compartment and when I woke up, there were fifth year Slytherins there. It made me sick." The boy began. "So I got up and decided to find somewhere and ended up here."
"So you want to be a Gryffindor eh?" Al asked.
He nodded. The boy who entered late had long blond hair that almost went over his eyes but the cut ended there. He had charming blue eyes and a wide smile on his face. "Nothing more, nothing less."
He was quickly welcomed and introduced to everyone. "That's Rose Weasley, that's Albus Potter, Charlie Lewis and I'm Elizabeth Lewis." She said, pointing to everyone as she said his or her name. "And you are?"
"William Oliver King." He sat down next to Liz, who he quickly became friends with once he joined her and Rose's conversation.
"So what position are you going to play?" Charlie asked Albus.
"I take after my father, he was a seeker, but I definitely won't be able to make the team in my first year like he did. How about you?"
"Well I'm a beater, ask Lizzie, I can hit someone with the bludger as if the target were right in front of me. Lizzie ain't bad too. We're kinda a pair of beaters. But I don't know if she's too keen about trying out, especially this year."
"You're planning on trying out this year?"
"Why the hell not?"
"Because you aren't aloud, Mr. Horn only takes students second year and over."
"Says who?" Charlie asked devilishly.
"Says Mr. Horn!" Albus exclaimed.
"Maybe I'll just have them oversee my Quidditch skills when I accidentally find a bludger and a bat loose."
Albus thought Charlie was being ridiculous but went along whatever he was planning to do. "How about you King? You play any Quidditch?"
"Yeah, but I wouldn't say I'm that good."
"And you girls?"
"I do." Liz answered. Rose shook her head. Liz continued, "But I'm not planning on trying out for the team. I'm going to keep my grades up and I don't want Quidditch to interfere with that."
"Loser." Charlie muttered.
"What was that?"
"Nothing Lizzie."
The rest of the train ride went pretty quickly. Liz and Charlie argued about their grades and Quidditch while the other three started a conversation about who their professors would be and all the adventures they would go on. And Albus just knew the year would be great.
So I hope you guys liked the first chapter. A little short but I'm just getting into writing it so I'm sure the chapters will get a little longer. And please review! It makes me write quicker and it makes me feel good when I get good reviews please just review!
