Epilogue - 1991
Platform 9 3/4 was bustling with families getting ready to send their children to Hogwarts and preparing themselves to say goodbye.
Harry Potter, with dark unruly hair and his mother's blue eyes was hugging his dad tight, "Do I really have to go?", "Yes Prongslet you do. Don't worry though, Uncle Alphie will be there with Grampa Tom and Grammy Mione too."
Harry chuckled, "You know they don't like when you call them that."
"I won't tell if you don't." James retorted, while Titania rolled her eyes at her husband's antics.
"What if I'm in Slytherin?" Harry asked in a quiet voice.
"Well, your mother was in Ravenclaw, I was in Gryffindor, and your grandfather is the Heir of Slytherin so I think you'll be fine no matter what." James replied, ignoring his wife muttering "Not Hufflepuff though."
Hours later, Harry entered the Great Hall with his childhood friends, Teddy Lupin, Tristan Nott, Susan Bones and Lyra Black. They anxiously waited for their sorting while Hermione Gaunt and Thomas Gaunt watched on from the dais.
The deputy headmaster, Alphard Black, started calling out names to be sorted. Susan Bones went to Hufflepuff and Lyra Black to Slytherin.
"Harry Potter." Alphard called with a smile.
Harry walked towards the platform and sat down on the stool, the second the sorting hat touched his head it yelled "Gryffindor!" and Hermione smiled widely.
He was later joined there by Tristan Nott, while Teddy Lupin went to Hufflepuff.