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The Life of Albus Potter

Chapter 3: The Hogwarts Express

"And he was the bravest man I ever knew."

That was the last thing my dad said to me, besides, "I love you" and "see you at Christmas". Okay, so, this Severus dude is the bravest man he ever knew. Good for that Severus Snape dude. And good for him, he was in Slytherin.

Anyway, I searched down the train with my cosin.

Rose, to find a compartment. All of the compartments we've seen so far have been full. Finally, though, we were able to find a compartment. It had only two other people inside it.

"Hey," Rose said as she slid open the compartment door. "Can we sit here? Everywhere else is full."

"Sure!" Said a girl.

So, we sat down. I sat down next to the boy, and Rosie sat down next to the girl.

"I'm Rose. Rose Weasley." Rosie introduced.

"I'm Albus Potter, but you can call me Al." I quietly said.

"I'm Scorpius Malfoy." Said the boy.

The boy had blond hair that looked as if it was slicked back, but was messed up once the train pulled out of the station. He had dark blue eyes, and fair skin, and a pointed face. He looked like the child of Draco Malfoy, and he was the son of him.

"And then there's me. My name is Elenore. Elenore Ebony Goyle. But I go by Norrie."

Norrie had jet black hair that had colorful streaks in it, and it was jagged and looked to be as if she had cut it with a razor. She had beautiful, bright, misty green eyes, fair skin, and a few freckles here and there. She was wearing makeup; she wore some heavy black eyeliner. She had Halloween like clothes on- black skinny jeans with chains, a black shirt that had a skull on it and red splatters around the skull, a black leather jacket that had spikes on it and zippers, and black spiked combat boots. She had rubber bracelets of bands- muggle and wizard bands.

"First years?" She asked.

"Yes." Rosie said stiffly, not wanting to be in a compartment with the children of Death Eaters.

"Listen, Rose," Norrie said, sternly. "If you don't want to be in a compartment with children of Death Eaters, or a Goyle and a Malfoy, then I suggest you get out. I don't want to web in the presence of people who will judge me because of my parents."

So Rose got out. She beckoned me to come with her. But I shook my head. I wouldn't judge them.

"Come on, Al. We don't want to be talking to... Them... Espicaly her."

"No. I'm not going to judge them. And your not my mother, Rose." I said, loudly for a change, standing up for myself.

"Well, then. Have fun with those snakes, then."

She then exited.

"Thanks, I guess." Scorpius told me. "Norrie can be a bit... Loud, and bipolar at times."

"I am not!" She said, then blushed, realizing he was correct. "Maybe I am. He's my cosin. His mum is Astoria Greengrass, while my mum is Daphne Greengrass."

"Oh. I have a lot of cosins. And that was just one of them- Rose." I said, conversing with them, like we were old friends.

"She seemed to hate me. I can only imagine why." Norrie sarcasticly said.

"I think she did. Nothing personal, she gets defensive of her family. True Gryffindor." I said.

Rose did get annoying at times, and I didn't like the way she treated these two.

"Anyway, what houses do you all want to be in?" Scorpius asked.

I shrugged. "Honestly? Slytherin. Or Ravenclaw. Or Gryffindor. Or Hufflepuff."

Norrie gave a giggle. "So... Any house? How about... Slyclawpuffdor?"

"Ha, maybe. If there's such thing."

"Well, maybe there is. Just nobody has been in there for a while." Scorpius said.

"I want to be in either... Ravenclaw or Slytherin." Norrie said.

"I'd say Slytherin or Gryffindor." Scorpius said.

For the rest of the train ride, we laughed, we joked around, and I realised something.

I made some friends.

Friends that weren't my family.


well... That seemed to be pretty short, didn't it? Anyway, next chapter is the Sorting Ceremony... What house do you all think Al will be in?

opinons on Rose? Scorpius? Norrie?

Norrie is an Original Character, and I only own her so far. I don't own her last name, however.

that sounds like I own people for a living, and put them in my closet.

anyway, a few reviews would make me feel wonderful!

look out for the next chapter!