"Welcome everyone. There are 4 houses that you will be sorted into. Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Slytherin." Said Professor McGonagall.
As random people were called up he heard Malfoy's name, Albus immediately payed close attention. Malfoy looked at two boys and they nodded. Malfoy brutally pushed a student while he fast-walked. Then he sat in the stool in which the sorting hat was rested, Professor McGonagall picked it up and placed it on Malfoy's head.
"Hmmm. I remember your father, he was in Slytherin, yes. He had so much determination, then he joined them. He's changed, hasn't he though?" The hat mumbled. "SLITHERIN!" The Slytherin table cheered and Albus saw James sigh and put his head in his hands. Albus raised his eyebrow and saw Malfoy smirk as he walked of to the Slytherin table. Albus thought he saw Malfoy's smirk waver, it might've been about what the hat had said, Albus didn't know what it meant though. Lupin had gotten Gryffindor, Lucy was Ravenclaw, Lorcan and Lysander were both in Ravenclaw. Rose was called up and Albus braced himself.
"RAVENCLAW!" Roared the hat. Rose smiled and waved to Lorcan, Lysander and Lucy. Then the boy on the train was called up (Tom Riddle was his name) and even the teachers didn't applaud (All except for The Headmaster, a overweight Professor and McGonagall) as Tom moped up to the stool and sat down. He braced himself. Everyone knew the story of Tom Riddle, or Voldemort.
"Hmm. Well, how difficult. Brave and kind. But intelligent. Ahh, but your father was well known here. Slytherin, that's what he was in. He would be proud Tom. People we're scared of him when they found out what he became."
"But, what if I don't want to follow my fathers path?" Asked Tom, the hat seemed to have ignored this.
Then the hat roared. "SLITHERIN!" The Slytherin table roared and yelled with triumph. While, Tom looked as if he would puke. Albus saw Malfoy beckon Tom to him and he slapped him on the back. Obviously James was right. Don't trust Malfoy. Tom looked sheepish and sat down returning his full attention to the sorting. While, Malfoy smirked at Albus. A while later Albus heard his name.
"Potter, Albus" Shouted Professor McGonagall. Albus walked up and braced himself. The hat was placed on his head.
"Hmmm. I sorted your father a long time ago. 'Not Slytherin, not Slytherin.' Those were his first words to me. He knows my secret, and I'm aware he told you it. GRYFFINDOR!" Shouted the hat. Shouts, yells and roars were let out from the Gryffindor table. Albus saw Malfoy giving him a disgusted look. Albus then casually strode to the Gryffindor table and then ran and took a seat next to Lupin.
"Nice. I was scared that you would be in some other house. Like Slytherin." Lupin told him.
"Haha." Albus said blankly. "Well I'm glad I'm with my brother and you."
"Aww you don't have to say that." Lupin said innocently. Albus ignored him.
"Well. Excited to start lessons? I can't wait to use magic!" Albus said enthusiastically.
"Well if your so excited about using magic then why aren't you in Ravenclaw?" teased James, leaning over Lupin raising his eyebrow at Albus.
"You don't have to be in Ravenclaw 'cause you're excited in using magic" Albus said, rolling his eyes.
"Right you are my little one."
"Welcome everyone. I am Minevra McGonagall." She said kindly. "I hope you first years are enjoying Hogwarts already. We have some new things to tell you. You have a new Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher, Professor Wolfheart. That is all. We do have a feast to attend to. Don't we?" Some students (mostly first years) nodded in approval at each other. "So let the feast begin!" announced McGonagall. Albus looked down at the table. Out of nowhere a platter of food appeared, covering the whole table, it was like an all you can eat diner. the ones his father brought them to sometimes. Albus saw James diving into his food, happy the Sorting was over. Albus checked Rose at the Ravenclaw table and saw she was happily feasting on the food whilst chatting with Lorcan, Lysander and Lucy. Over at the Slytherin table, Malfoy seemed to have been telling a enlightening story to some other Slytherins, Albus glanced and saw Tom. He used his fork and poked his food. Albus was desperate and wanted to know more about Tom.
And he was going to find out how.