Chapter 6!

Of Albus Potter!!!!! OMG I'VE FINALLY COME UP WITH AN IDEA! Yes that's right... fuzyhead21 is here with the 6th chapter of this story... sorry that it has taken me so long to write...things have been stopping me- exams and school... lack of functional brain activity... you know... :D ok. Enough rambling! I shall get on with the story....

Now :P

Chapter 6: untitled

Albus slept peacefully on his first night at Hogwarts, unable to be woken by any of the endless chatter coming from Callum and Benny's mouths. He dreamt that night about what his school years might be like; he dreamt that he would play seeker in the Quidditch team, and be just like his dad. He dreamt that he would be smart like his aunty Hermione, but not too smart of course... he didn't want to look like he was better than everyone else. He also had a dream that didn't entirely make sense to him, but it was a nice dream, nonetheless- he was watching two people walking down a long corridor at Hogwarts holding the hands... but the figures were blurred. But it didn't matter. It wouldn't have made much sense anyway.

The next morning, however, he had a rather rude awakening.

"Albus, Albus, Albus, Albus, Albus!!!!!! Get up, get up! First day of classes! Come on, sleepy-head! Get up!" a voice called to him from his sleep. He groggily opened his eyes, saw only a blurred outline. He reached to his bedside table, wiped his eyes, and put his glasses on. The blurred shape came into focus.

"Ah! Claudette! What are you doing in here! Get out! How did you even manage to get in here in the first place?!" Albus squeaked, pulling his sheets over himself.

"Oh! Well, funny story actually," Claudette started. Albus started to get out of his bad, cringing as the cold floor made contact with his warm feet.

"GET OUT!" Albus started pushing Claudette towards the door, all the while, she was talking non-stop. He got her out the room, huffed, and slumped to the floor, leaning against the door.

"What the hell just happened?" Benny asked. Albus looked up to see everyone just staring at him, eyes goggling... well, everyone except Scorpius- he just rolled his eyes and laid back down again.

"Ah, well... you see..."he sighed. "That was Claudette."

"Oh My God!!! YOU KNOW A GIRL?!"Callum freaked out, clamouring out of his bed, running towards Albus. "Introduce meeee!!!" he breathed, pushing Albus into the door.

" AHH! Alright! Don't kill me on my first day! Please!!!" and with that Albus spun around, turned the door handle, and bolted into the common room. Which may have been a mistake considering that he was only wearing a pair of boxers; although, they did have a splendid design of a snitch on them. Thankfully though, there were very few people sitting around the common room, and only a few snickers could be heard. Albus stood up straight, coughed lightly, turned around, and ran back upstairs to avoid further embarrassment. Upon reaching the room, he avoided eye contact with Callum, who stood behind him breathing down his neck for a small period of time, and hurriedly got changed into his new robes.

"Sooo...tell me about Claudette! I wanna know everything," Callum breathed.

"Umm... she's a girl?" Albus replied, bending over to tie up his laces.

"Really?" Albus jumped as Callum whispered into his ear.

"Don't Do That!!! You nearly gave me a heart attack!"

"Oh, get over it, tell me about her!" Callum whinged.

"NO! For crying out loud, leave him alone!" silence came over the room as Scorpius's voice rang out. Albus's eyes widened as Scorpius pulled out his wand, and pointed it at Callum. His mouth started moving soundlessly, forming words, wand moving along with them.

"What are you doing Scorpius?! No!" yelled Albus and he lurched forward in a desperate attempt to stop his inevitable spell. Scorpius flicked his wand upwards once more.

"Furnunculus!" he shouted, and aimed his wand at Callum. Well, it was supposed to hit Callum. But, Albus had too much of his father's blood in him. He leapt in front of Scorpius' spell, and was hit square in the forehead by it. "Albus! What did you do that for? I was trying to help you... now look at you!" Scorpius stated, pointing at Albus's head.

Albus could feel something pulsating and growing there. "What...what the hell is on my head?" Sirius snickered from his bed, and Callum's eyes grew wide.

"Umm...Hehe... here," laughed Benny, as he held up a small mirror.

"NOOOOOO!!!!!" screeched Albus dramatically, as he saw the massive boils slowly growing over his face. "Why does this sort of stuff always happen to me?" Albus spun around and shot Scorpius a look, tears in his eyes.

"I'm...sorry Albus..."Scorpius mumbled, and he ran out of the room, pink flushing his face.

"Maybe we should take you to the nurse's office... your face isn't looking all that fantastic Albus," commented Benny, pulling his robes over his head. Albus nodded, attempting to hide some of the boils with his long mop of hair, and failing miserably. "Come on, let's go... I don't really feel like breakfast anyway," Benny said grabbing Albus's arm and dragging him out of their dorm, through the now crowded common room, and through the large portrait the was the entrance of the Gryffindor Rooms. Outside, the halls were full of first year students running around with robes too big for them, with bags filled with every book possible. Albus stumbled along, avoiding the eyes of other students, looking only at the ground and being led by Benny. He heard sniggers from the people around him, and he blushed furiously, beyond angry with what Scorpius had done. I mean, really, what sort of first year student, hexes another student, outside of class, BEFORE any of the classes had even begun?! Where did he even learn that spell?! Benny suddenly stopped, and Albus slammed into the back of him.

"What the-" he started, and he looked up. "Oh, crap..."

Mrs McGonagall came around the corner, and she just about rolled her eyes at the sight of the large red boils that had sprouted on Albus Potter's forehead. "What on earth happened to you Harry, oh damn... I mean, Albus?" she asked, thinking to herself that he was going to be just like his father.

"Ah, yes, well, you see..."Albus started, not sure what would happen if he dobbed Malfoy in. "Well, I was messing around with my wand..." McGonagall nearly face palmed, and Benny shot him a look.

"Of course. Of course you did. Go to the nurse's office...here's your timetable, yours too Benny, I have both of you in my transfiguration class first thing this morning. I will excuse you lateness...but just this once. I will not tolerate stupidity or foolishness with wands."

"Yes professor," the two said together, Albus looking down in embarrassment.

"Well, go on then!" she said, ushering them down the hall. They practically ran the rest of the way to the Madam Pomfrey's office. They pushed the heavy doors open and Madam Pomfrey looked up from a small desk in the corner of the ward.

"Oh dear god... not another Potter... what have I done wrong to deserve this?" she shook her head as she stood up and motioned them to come inside. "What happened to you? Messing around with your wand?"

"Heh...yea," Albus laughed. Benny looked like he was going to explode. He couldn't understand why Albus was standing up for that Malfoy jerk... Albus didn't even know why himself, actually. "Can you fix it?"

"Of course! What do you take me for? Sit down, I'll go get the antidote... hmm, boils... ah yes," she went over to a large cupboard and pulled out a large bottle of a clear liquid. Albus and Benny exchanged looks, wondering what it was. "These boils happen every year, I've perfected an antidote for it... it took me years but I finally managed it!" to Albus and Benny, Madam Pomfrey was sounding more and more like a mad scientist, and Albus was become concerned for more than just the boils on his face. She unscrewed the lid on the antidote, and a small puff of white smoke erupted from the top, and a putrid smell was released.

"Umm, I might wait for you outside Albus, Benny said, pinching his nose, and running out of the room.

"Wait! No!" Albus gagged on the stench.

"Oh, you'll get over it," said Madam Pomfrey, pouring some into a small glass, handing it to him. "Wait till you taste it," she said with a grin, handing it to him.

'Pray for me' Albus thought, as he upended the glass, gagging on the smell.

"Wow..." Albus said. "Tastes like... watermelon!"

"See? And look at your face," said Pomfrey, looking in the other direction, grabbing a mirror. She help it up to his face.

"They're still there..."

"Oh damn."

A/N

There we go. I know it took me...5 weeks... but it's done now! OH GOD IT WAS TERRIBLE WASNT IT

*cough* ok...over to blacksta1n and her amazing writing abilities XD

Farewell from fuzyhead21, until next time

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ps... sorry it's so short!