You can skip this chapter if you want. It's the same as chapter two but from Albus's point of view. I needed to know more about Al's character since he's one of the mains, so I used this as an excuse. Almost to the JamesxLuke, just you wait.

Luke sat down in an empty compartment with a thud. Rose sat down opposite him, with much more grace of course.

"Oh come on, don't let him get to you. He was only having a laugh." Rose tried encouraging him. It worked much more than she expected it to.

"Yeah, I suppose." He had that smile on his face, the I-know-something-that-you-don't smile. He could tell she didn't want to know what it was since she kept quiet.

They waved goodbye to their parents and talked about random things. What they thought Hogwarts looked like, what spells they'd learn, who their teachers would be. Albus was just getting into the conversation when he heard the door opening.

He looked over to see a boy around their age. The first thing he noticed was how small he was. He was taller than what their father used to be, but not by much. His dark brown hair was shaped behind his ears to about halfway down his neck. His blue eyes were wide, but Albus could tell that was just because he was nervous.

"Uh, h-hi... is it okay if I come in here?" He asked quietly in a high voice. Once again, that was just because of his nerves. "All the others are full."

Albus hid his growing smile as he said this. Al would be lying if he said he wasn't worried about making friends. Hell, worried was an understatement. He didn't think he'd make ANY. He had Rose, of course, but she was just his cousin. He was sure she'd go off and make some friends with a group of girls and he'd be left alone.

"Sure." Albus answered him. This was exactly how his father and his uncle became best friends. Maybe he and this mystery boy would as well.

"I'm Rose," His cousin introduced herself once the boy had sat next to her. "And that's Albus." Albus just rolled his eyes at her pointed finger. I can speak as well you know. He chided her in his mind.

"Hey," The boy raised a hand at them. Al was sure the kid didn't notice how shaky it was. "Luke."

Albus and Rose both silently agreed to leave him build his confidence for a minute, so they smiled at him politely and carried on talking.

"Even if you are in Slytherin it's not THAT bad." Rose tried reassuring him again. Didn't she get the hint the last time?

"Yes, but I'm not GOING to be in Slytherin." He rolled his eyes at her.

"And how are you so sure?" She asked him sceptically. Wasn't she supposed to be encouraging him? Damn Hermione gene and its need to know everything.

"Gryffindor courage." He winked at her with a dark smirk. She rolled her eyes at him this time.

"What about you, Luke?" Rose asked him, thinking he'd had enough time to build himself up to talking.

"Huh?" Luke asked in a strange half grunt. Poor kid.

"Which house do you think you'll be sorted into?" Albus smirked at him, supplying him with the information.

"Oh, I don't know much about the houses... muggle-born." Luke replied quietly. Not quiet enough to hide the accent though. Albus's eyes widened and he covered his mouth, trying to muffle the sound. Did he seriously sound like that?

"Al!" Rose yelled at him horribly. He didn't mean to! He just never heard an accent like that before! It was so funny!

"Albus that's horrible! He can't help being muggle-born! That's like making fun of your own aunt!" Rose tried again. Al was pretty sure he looked like a crazy person by now.

"No - pfft! I-I," He started laughing a little again. At least it was dying down a bit. "Oh my god! I'm sorry; I didn't mean it like that!" He stopped laughing straight away once he saw Luke's red face. He could feel his own heating up now.

"I... Well, uh... You have a funny accent..." He looked out the window, hoping somehow he might just appear on the outside. Hey, anywhere was better than this situation.

"Al! He's Welsh!" Albus felt the stinging slap on his arm and heard Rose saying to Luke. "I'm SO sorry about him!"

Luke shut his eyes, even though he couldn't see what they were doing anyway. Oh great, now Luke's laughing. God he was such a bad per- wait, laughing? Luke was laughing?

Albus turned around quickly, slight hope in his eyes. His face was still on fire but now it didn't look so scared.

"Don't worry about it. I make fun of it myself a lot of the time." Luke told him reassuringly.

"Can we just pretend that never happened?" Albus asked him quickly, trying a small smile.

"Sure."

"Boys." Rose rolled her eyes at them both.

They talked along the same lines they had earlier. Houses, subjects, teachers and all the stuff they'd silently been wondering. Except this time Luke had joined in. He didn't really mind explaining to him what a lot of stuff were, it was kind of fun.

"Hey!" James's voice filled the compartment now. Oh god. "Al, Rosie," He stopped when his eyes fell on Luke. When he turned back to his two family members, one of his eyebrows was raised.

"That's Luke." Rose introduced him.

"Hey." Luke said in the same small, shy voice he had earlier.

"Hey. Anyway have you guys seen anything... odd?" He asked the trio as he looked both directions down the corridor.

"No..." The three answered in unison.

"Well... if you see an abnormally large chicken... don't touch it, kay? Kay." James said as he shut the door quickly, running to the back of the carriage.

"And who was that?" Luke asked after a couple of seconds.

"My brother James." Albus rolled his eyes. "I've got a sister too, Lily. Two years younger than us. And Rose's brother Hugo's two years younger as well."

"Ah right. I've got a sister Amelia who's two years younger too."

"Oh, so she'll be in the same year in Hogwarts as Hugo and Lily." Rose smiled as she said it.

"No, because Luke's muggle-born, remember? His sister's not a witch." Albus smirked at Rose. He could tell the pride showed on his face. He just corrected his cousin on something! His super, epic, mega smart daughter of the smartest witch of her generation Hermione Granger cousin!

"Oh right, forgot." She answered lamely; obviously disappointed that Albus won that victory.

"POTTER!" A high pitched woman's voice bellowed from the corridor. Albus couldn't help but laugh - along with Rose - as the sizzling trolley lady walked past, her hair puffing smoke.

"Who's that?" Luke asked. He wasn't laughing for some reason.

"The trolley lady." Albus answered. How was the kid not laughing?

"No not her. Potter." Oh crap.

"Oh right. That's James." Al failed to sound nonchalant. It seemed Luke didn't notice it though.

"Why'd they call him Potter?" Dammit, dammit, dammit.

"Because that's his last name." Rose answered before he could. So close. Sofreaking close.

"I've heard it somewhere before..." Luke had noticed the worried looks by now. Either that or he was constipated... Al hoped it wasn't the latter.

Luke started rummaging through the bag he'd brought with him. Fucking hell! Albus was sure that he could taste blood from his lip.

Albus couldn't really see the book Luke pulled out, but he instantly knew it was the Defence Against the Dark Arts book they need for this year. Was his dad in it? He never really got the chance to look through it. It was a new book so it probably-

"No way!"

That was a yes then.

Albus sighed, seeing the title on the top just confirmed his suspicions.

"Yeah, that's my dad." He answered. There was no point denying it.

"And you're Rose Weasley!" Luke pointed at Rose, clearly excited.

Rose, however, was not.

"Yup." She answered him tiredly. She didn't even try to hide the weariness, which was a little rude in Albus's opinion. He guessed he understood though. Any minute now he'd start. Couldn't anyone see they were tired of this? He knew what was coming though. Three, two, one...

"So your mother's muggle-born right?" See! He knew it! It always turned to-

-wait what?

"Uh, yeah." Rose answered him. She was obviously confused, but her voice had lightened a lot.

"See! I knew muggle-borns could be awesome!" Luke screamed happily. Al could tell it was over-exaggerated once Luke started his funny dance, flailing his arms wildly. He failed in controlling his laugher, spurting it out hysterically.

"Right, so I know your last names, mine's Kent." Albus sank into his seat after seeing the cheesy grin Luke had put on.

Rose had taken to looking out the window happily, so Albus looked past her head at Luke, mouthing a simple 'Thank you'.

Luke winked back at him slyly.

The kid was all right. He just might end up fitting in. Still, it was a maybe.

BY THE WAY! I got my first review! WOOP WOOP! Luckily it was a good one :3 Love you Abbatha Allen!

Luke: DON'T TURN TO THE NEXT CHAPTER! IF YOU DO HE'S GONNA MAKE ME DO DIRTY THINGS!

Me: I THOUGHT I MADE MYSELF CLEAR THE LAST TIME, YOU!

Luke: NO! NO! NOT THE WHIP!

Me: GET IN THE CORNER!

James: Don't I get any say in what I do?

Me: No, sorry James.

James: Damn.

Luke: HOW DOES HE NOT GET PUNISHED FOR TALKING BUT I DO?

Me: Because I like James.

Luke: HOW CAN YOU NOT LIKE ME? YOU MADE ME!

Me: Yeah, well apparently I made you with too much cheekiness.

Luke: Bitch.

Me: WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?

Luke: NO! DON'T LET HIM NEAR ME!

Me: *Closes the curtains all mobster-like*