The Hogwarts Express roared with persistence as it started its long journey toward its home, ready to complete another year of delivering the finest students to the finest education they could ever get.

Inside one of these compartments were Albus Potter, James Potter, and Rose Weasley, all currently being bombarded by a flock of third-years eager to talk to James Potter. And as the extroverted first-born son of Harry Potter, he was eager to respond.

"Hello Robert, good to see you."

"Hey Dimitri, how was your summer"

The carriage was soon filled with laughter and talk about the summer. Rose had engaged herself with asking James' girl best friend, Hazel Bennet, about school and homework. Everyone was having a pleasant time except for Albus Potter, who was already nervous about the sorting and school and leaving home, and the chaos and hot breath that filled the room agitated the butterflies in his stomach and he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Albus, are you o-"

Albus quickly jumped up, "I'm off to use the restroom." He scurried out of the room ignoring the looks from the third-years and ran into the hall.

Albus ran into the stall and took in a shaky breath. 'You can do this, Albus," he repeated to himself. 'You can do this.' He took another steady breath and walked out of the bathroom to find Rose standing there waiting for him.

"Are you feeling better now," Rose said as she slung her arm around his shoulder leading him back to the carriage.

"Yes," he said, shrugging her arm off, "I am, but let's not go back in there yet, ok."

"Well, where are we supposed to go now? It's going to be extremely hard to find a compartment now that the train ha-"

"Found one," Albus said, pointing into the compartment ahead. There was only one girl in there who was looking out the window and a black cat beside her. Rose let out a huff and knocked on the compartment door.

"Come in."

A soft but sweet voice rang out and Albus relaxed a bit.

"Hi, we were just wondering if we could sit here?" Rose asked as Albus stood behind her awkwardly.

"Yes, of course, come on in," she smiled politely at them and gestured to the seat in front of her, "I hope you don't mind cats."

"Oh no, I love them," They sat down across from her. "My name is Rose Granger-Weasley and this is my cousin Albus Potter," she stuck out her hand and the girl grabbed it.

"Wonderful, my name is Angel Williams.

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Thank you for reading my story, I have recently had some drive and creative juice in my veins so I decided to revamp my old story, though I have no idea what my original plans were so we'll see where it goes. Hope you enjoyed x.

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