Alrighty, here's Albus! yayyy! :) um... So... I guess I just hope you enjoy it. Also, remember, my characters that I create. You can use them if you want. If you want more information on them, than pm me. and if you do use them, make sure to give me credit for them. :) so here we go.

disclaimer: I own nothing except for the idea and any mentions of Ciel Lestrange and Cadell Dolohov. I also own Zaria Aine Zabini. (did I spell the last name right? O.o)

Somewhere with you by Kenney Chesney

If you're going out with someone new
I'm going out with someone too
I won't feel sorry for me, I'm getting drunk
But I'd much rather be somewhere with you

Laughing loud on a carnival ride, yeah
Driving around on a Saturday night
You made fun of me for singing my song
Got a hotel room just to turn you on

You said pick me up at three a.m.
You're fighting with your mom again
And I'd go, I'd go, I'd go somewhere with you

Albus Severus Potter

I.

He hated looking like his dad. Don't get him wrong, he loved his dad, but he hated being his spitting image. Hated how people stared every time they saw him. Compared him to his dad. He wasn't his dad. And he never would be. He wasn't anything like his dad. Not in personality, nothing. Except for his looks. Curse the deity who decided it was a good idea to make him look like this..

II.

In all truth, he shouldn't have been put in Gryffindor. The hat wanted to put him in Slytherin. But after hearing James tease him about that all morning, and still believing that his family would disown him if that happened. He had begged the hat to put him in Gryffindor. To this day he regretted it. Especially since now he knew that James would have been proud and their would have been people who would have accepted him. But now he knew with a certainty that scared him, that while his family wouldn't have disowned him, they would have never treated him the same. He would have been the pariah of the family. The only reason Lily wasn't a pariah was because she was Lily. She looked so sweet and innocent that no one could believe anything else. But oh how he wished he had been put in Slytherin instead. The hat really shouldn't listen to others.

III.

In truth, the only reason he had first befriended Scorpius was to piss of his family and break out of the mold set for him at birth. He hadn't expected to actually enjoy Scorpius's company. But he had. And soon they where best friends. Despite their different houses. Of course Uncle Ron's reaction was extremely hilarious. But then Uncle Ron was generally hilarious. Even though he didn't mean to be.

IV.

He's not sure how Rose managed to worm her way into the group, but she had. And for the first five years it worked. Then suddenly Rose and Scorpius started dating. So he was left by himself while they went off on dates and such. Doing stuff he didn't want to know about. That was the year he found Zaria. The proclaimed ice-princess of Slytherin.

V.

Well it was the first year he talked to her. Everyone knew who she was. She Zaria Aine Zabini. The ice princess of Slytherin. She had no friends. Not even fake ones. She had never dated a boy. or girl. She was barely even seen outside of class. She was just there. Just existing. So imagine his surprise when he finds her in the very back of the library, where nobody ever went. Curled up on a plush couch with a book dangling from her hand as she napped. She entranced him, he was unable to move or look away. Her caramel colored skin was a dark contrast to her dirty blonde hair.

He must have made some sort of noise because her eyes snapped open. Emerald eyes locked with swirling violet silver and as they stared at each other in silent shock a sense of peace swept over them. Albus, shaking violently, lowered himself into a chair never looking away from her.

"What just happened?" he murmured.

"I don't know." she answered.

They staid there until dinner time, never saying a word just watching each other. It was the most peace he had felt in ages. And it was addictive.

VI.

They continued to meet there day after day. They never really talked, they just sat there, in their little bubble of peace and read, or did homework. Albus was happy. But as people are prone to do, his family and friends decided to start paying attention to him now that he didn't want their attention. They started questioning his long disappearances. Where was he going? Why? Was he seeing someone? He wasn't going to 'cause a scandal like James did was he?

But Albus refused to answer their questions. Merely disappearing for longer periods of time. Zaria noticed and one day she asked him about it.

~flashback~

He had felt her eyes on him for a while, but he said nothing trusting her to say what was on her mind in her own time. And sure enough. She did.

"Why have you been coming here more?" she asked. He raised his head to fin her staring at him, curiosity swimming in those shocking violet silver eyes.

"Do you know why I started coming here in the first place?" she shakes her head 'no', "Because everybody was busy with their own life. They all had their significant other or their own little group of friends. And now, that I've found someplace that makes me happy, someone, they've all decided to take an interest in my life." he pauses, and then corrects that statement.

"Everyone except for James, who is to engrossed in his own love life to pay attention to anyone." he mutters bitterly before continuing his rant.

"And I don't want their interest. I want them to just leave me alone!" his voice has risen by the end, almost to a shout. He sighs in defeat, and drops his head into his hands. He hears her stand, and is so sure that she's going to leave, but then the couch dips on the other side of him and her arms wrap around him. He stiffens for a moment.

"It'll be okay Albus." and the sound of his name on her lips for the first time breaks something inside of him. He groans in defeat, turning and pulling her into his chest. They lay like that until curfew.

When they left that night, they left together. For once not worrying about anyone seeing them together. They walked down the halls, his arm slung over her shoulders, and her arm wrapped around his waist. Heads bent together. Neither noticed the outraged hazel eyes staring daggers at them.

VII.

"How could you!" Roxanne's voice pierces the quite of the deserted common room.

"How could I what?" I ask calmly, though inside I"m reeling. She couldn't know. Could she?

"I mean how could you do this to your parents. After everything they've been through with James!" My gaze hardens. I don't agree with how the family is treating James, but he's closed himself off to everyone, even me. He won't listen, and I can't even get close enough to him to let him know. He's not even in his dorms at night. Probably off in the Slytherin common room. Not that I blame him. I spent the night there with Zaria last night. We didn't do anything. Just slept. But it was so peaceful.

"Albus! Answer me!" I glare at her. What business is it of hers?

"After they've been through with what with James? After they've been shown what hypocrites they are by him?" she gapes before screeching even louder.

"How dare you! How can you call them that! They're not hypocrites!" I sneer, something I've picked up from being around Zaria so long.

"Easy sweetie. You can stand there and preach to me all you like. All of you can. But they go around talking about how it was love that ended the second wizarding war. Love conquers everything. Love is all that really matters in the end. Then they turn around and all but disown James for loving. So what if his relationship with Ciel and Cadell isn't exactly conventional. I say to hell with traditional. It's overrated. James thought outside the box. He decided he didn't care about what you guys thought of him and he did what made him happy. I wish I would have had the courage to do that when I was eleven. When the hat told me it wanted to put me in Slytherin." I pause for a moment, enjoying the shocked look on her face,

"Maybe then I would have met Zaria earlier, or maybe this is just the path I'm meant to walk. But I refuse to deal with you preaching your hypocritical speeches to me." I pause again, before continuing in a slightly softer, more regretful tone.

"And I'm sorry." I sigh, "If my parents can't see that James and me are nothing to be ashamed of. Goodbye Roxanne." he turns, slinging his bag over his shoulder and stalking out the portrait, heading for the Slytherin common room. Knowing theirs at least four people that will welcome him there.

VIII.

James had welcomed him with open arms. Congratulating him jokingly for being the second Potter male to deny the motto 'Slytherins are evil' that the whole extended Potter/Weasley clan seemed to preach. Lily had simply smiled at him and gone about her business. Simply ignoring everyone. In favor of her own friends. Ciel and Cadell greeted him, slightly chilly in their approach, but they seemed happy that James was happy. Zaria hovered in the back, waiting for the others to drift off, and when it seemed as if James would never leave him alone, Zaria simply walked up and dragged him away, leaving poor James spluttering.

"What are you doing here Albus?" I stare, shocked. Feeling slightly defensive suddenly.

"Can't I come here if I want to?"

"Yes, but why. I thought we agreed to keep our..." she hesitates, "our friendship a secret." rage fills me, that word. Friendship.

"What if I don't want to keep it secret? What if I want to be more than just friends?" I spit the words out, a sneer forming on my face.

"What?" she whispers, eyes widening.

"Hell, maybe I don't want to be friends!" I regret the words as soon as they leave my mouth, I didn't mean it, but what can I do now? She takes a step back, here gaze hardening.

"No need to jump down my throat. Potter." I sag slightly, the fight gone from me, knowing I've lost her, all because I couldn't hold my temper.

"Zaria? Wait..." I start towards her, hand outstretched, but she slaps it away, her eyes spitting venom at me.

"Wait for what? For you to try and apologize? No thanks." she laughs bitterly, and I wince.

"I'm sorry." I try one more time, desperate.

"I don't want your apologizes. I want you to leave. And I don't ever want to see you again!" she screams at me, and I feel everyone in the common room staring at us, but I don't care. I've screwed up miserably.

"Please." I murmur desperately. I need her. She's the only one who understands me.

"Get out Potter. And don't ever come around me again." she turns and walks up the steps, leaving me to crumple to my knees. How did everything go so wrong so quick? Someone helps me up and they lead me to a bed, where I crumple up, bitter tears sliding down my cheeks, before I slip into a restless sleep.

IX.

Weeks passed, Albus stayed in the Slytherin dorms, since everyone in the Gryffindor tower had made it quite clear that he wasn't welcome there anymore, going so far as to throw his clothes out at him. Zaria ignored him. Wouldn't look at him, wouldn't speak to him, and if he somehow managed to stop her to talk to her, she stood there and stared straight ahead, silently ignoring him until he allowed her to continue on her way. It was infuriating. And depressing. He couldn't count the number of times he's gone to sleep with bitter tears falling down his cheeks, or the nights he hadn't slept at all. Their where black bags under his eyes, and his appetite had all but disappeared. He wasn't sure how he still made it through the day, when all he really wanted to do was lay down somewhere and go to sleep for a very long time.

There she went waltzing down the hallway, hair swirling around her shoulders, eyes downcast. She had gone from being one of the most ignored people to one of the most talked about. No one really knew what had happened between them, so they speculated, swapping rumors. One person had even gone so far as to ask him about it. Needless to say he had ended up in the infirmary. Lily would walk up sometimes and give him random hugs, silently offering her support, and James constantly joked around trying to get him to laugh, and as much it warmed him to know that his siblings cared about him that much, it was disheartening to see how the rest of the family despised him. They openly glared about him talked about how James and he where a disgrace to their family. But he didn't care. At least he knew who his real friends where. And it certainly wasn't them.

Zaria. She was insanity. She was heaven and hell mixed into this intoxicating blend of tempting goodness. And she hated him. All because he couldn't keep his damn temper.

He was so pale in the month following. James, Lily, hell even those who hated him had started giving him rather worried looks. He'd been sent to Madam Pomfrey numerous times, told to eat more and get a good nights sleep, but he didn't listen. The food wouldn't stay down, so he didn't bother to try anymore, and sleep would not come. He wandered up to the astronomy tower one night. He looked like a wraith standing in the moonlight.

"Albus?" he spun, to fast, his head spun, and he crumpled to the ground. A sharp scream assaulted his ears and he winced. His vision was coming and going in spurts, but he vaguely heard his name being called. Soft hands caressing his face. The blackness claims him.

X.

He woke up in the to white. White sheets, white walls, white ceiling. He closed his eyes, wincing at the bright white color. It hurts to look at it.

"Albus?" tinkling bells, something soft caressing my face. Soft hands, brushing my hair my back from my face.

"Zaria?" I croak out. Prying my eyes open again, she's hovering over me, strands of her hair brushing my face. She's crying, the tears falling on my shirt.

"You're awake!" she gasps out, hugging me, peppering kisses on my face. I wrap my arms around her, dragging her next to me. We lay there, she's still crying, her tears soaking my shirt, and I have my face buried in her hair, saturating myself in her scent. She smells like apples and cinnamon. Totally addicting.

"I'm sorry." it's barely a whisper, but the words brush against my skin, causing me to jerk.

"What?"

"I'm sorry. For ignoring you, for not forgiving you, even though I saw what it was doing to you. I'm sorry, it took you almost killing yourself, before I could forgive you."

"It's fine Zaria. As long as I have you, I'm happy." she laughs.

"How can you forgive me so easily?"

"Because, as long as I have you, I'm happy. I could never stay mad at you." I hesitate, "I love you." she stiffens, and then she's kissing me, and I'm kissing her back, drowning in her taste, and then she's pulling back, breaths mingling.

"I love you too. I love you so much." a snicker breaks the silence.

"Having fun Al?" we scramble up, falling out of the bed, and laughter breaks the silence.

"Pay up James! I won!"

"Eh... shut up Cadell."

"Tsk... tsk... tsk... I beat you both. Pay me." We look up to see James, Cadell, and Scorpius in the doorway laughing and James and Cadell sulkily paying Scorpius.

"What the hell guys?" I mutter.

"So, Albus, feel better." I throw a pillow at them, catching James in the face.

"Shut up James."

so, what did you think? I for one, think the ending kind of sucks. But, tell me what you think please.

and I will try to get Lily's story up soon. :) actually got like 1-3 done already.

so please please please review. :)

happy writing.

-Cyra