Not our fathers | By : sharii1993 Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 1325 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANY OF IT CHARICTERS IF I DID I WOULD BE VERY HAPPY .
this is a repost of this story
I’m sorry if theirs spelling ans grammar mistakes I have dyslexia so I have trouble with spelling and things along those lines , the main reason I’m starting to write fan fic is so I can im prove on them so thank you for your support if you can put up with it .
I want to thank my beta for helping me fix this up so thank-you Noxlumen
Not our fathers
As the train pulls away from the station and my father disappears out of sight,I start to walk along the carriage to look for an empty compartment but the only one I find is one with a blond haired boy in it so I knock. He looks up at me.“Can I sit here? Every where else is full.” He just nods and I walk in and sit across from him.
“I'm Albus, but Al for short.” I say.
“Scorpius Malfoy,” he introduces himself , “so run now while you have the chance. That's what everyone else does when I tell them my name.” he adds in a quiet voice laced with pain.
“Why would I run? We're not our fathers,are we? So why can't we be friends? But I wont run as long as you don’t. I'm Al Potter.” I tell him.
He freezes and looks at me and smiles at what I said. “Sure, I won't run. So what? We're better then our fathers anyway; they're old and we're young.” he chuckles. I laugh along with him.
“So let me guess, you want to be in Gryffindor? Like your dad?” he looks upset. Then I decide that maybe Slytherin isn’t so bad.
“No.I want to be in Slytherin to prove that there can be nice, normal, smart Slytherins who, in my uncle's words “Don’t have a ten foot willow branch up there asses'” I reply. He looks shocked then happy as well
“Looks like we have the same goal here.”
Then I hear a knock.
“Anything off the trolley, dears?”
Me and my friend look at each other and smile. “We'll take two of every thing, please.”
“That will be eight gallons and four sickles.” I take my money out to pay the lady and return. Scorpius looks shocked
“Why didn’t you let me pay half?”
“Because you're my friend and I don’t need you to pay when I was shouting you. So don’t worry about it. Let's shut it and eat.”He smiles and nods.
About. Two hours latter we hear another knock. I look up to see my cousin, Rosie
“Hey, Al. This where you went? Why don’t you come and sit with us?” I see out of the conner of my eye Scorpius's face fall like he was thinking I was leaving.
I smile and shake my head. “I'm fine here, Rosie. You can join us if you want.”
She just shakes her head. “No thanks. I'm fine, but I don’t think your company is very wise. You know who his father is,right? Why do you want to be here?”
I was getting annoyed . “Yes, I know who his dad is and he’s not his dad, is he? He's a totality different person and I think I can judge a person without your help so please stop making rude comments about my friend and leave.” I reply calmly and look out the window.
I hear the door close and then he speaks.“Why didn’t you leave with her and why did you stick up for me?”
“Because I didn’t want to. I like it here with you and like I said before, we're friends and we're not our fathers so why should I care?” I smile at him.
About three hours later we pull up at Hogsmeade station and I can hear Hagrid calling all first years to him. Me and Scorpius walk over to him and follow as he leads to to the boats then the boats lead to the sight he has wanted to see for as long as he could remember: Hogwarts castle.
After a while the boats pull up to a cavern that leads to a stair case. At the top of the stair case stood a man. On close inspection it turned out to be uncle Neville standing at the top in dark maroon robes and a pointy hat
“I'll take it from here” he nodded to Hagrid “Listen up. my name is Professor Longbottom in a few moments the sorting ceremony will being but before then any rule breaking will lose your house points but good behavior will earn your house points. Your house will be like your family while you're here so respect and honor your house at all times. Now there 4 houses:Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Please wait here. I'll be back shortly.”
About five minuets later Professor Longbottom returns. “Follow me.” he says and walks off.
We all follow he leads us to a big set of doors. He pushes them open to reveal the great hall of Hogwarts. We walk down the center isle to the front of the hall in which the teachers table is. In front of that is the sorting hat sitting on a stool. we come to a halt and wait.
“A thousand years or more ago
When I was newly sewn,
There lived four wizards of renown,
Whose names are still well known:
Bold Gryffindor, from wild moor,
Fair Ravenclaw, from glen,
Sweet Hufflepuff, from valley broad,
Shrewd Slytherin, from fen.
They shared a wish, a hope, a dream,
They hatched a daring plan
To educate young sorcerers
Thus Hogwarts school began.
But know it's time to decide where you might be
You might be Gryffindor
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve Is what Gryffindor
Is all about
Or maybe Ravenclaw
If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind
But then you could be a Hufflepuff
Where they are just and loyal,
Patient ,true
And unafraid of toil
Or a Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folks use any means
To achieve their ends.
Now pleas do not be scared
And please stick my on your hair
and well see how you fair”
We all clapped at the end of the song and the professor stared to call the names.
“Adam, John” a tall boy walk up to the stool. They placed the hat on his head. About a minuet later it yelled “HUFFLEPUFF” and so on it went through the names till it got to Scorpius's name.
As he went up I told him good luck. As soon as the hat touched his head it yelled “SLYTHERIN”. The table on the far end clapped then I hear my name be called “Potter, Albus”. As I approach the hat I start to get nervous. I put the hat on it falls around my eyes then hear a small voice. “Ahh, another Potter, but your not like your brother. He was easy. He’s more Gryffindor Then the Weasley's are .”
“Well we are half Weasley, but I m not my brother.” I reply the hat chuckles
“No, you are not. You’d make a good Ravenclaw, but no, you're too free and you're not a Hufflepuff so its either lion or snake. It's true you're not like your brother or your father. You're not scared to be in Slytherin. Yes, you will do well to where I am putting you.”There was a few moments of silence then a yell “SLYTHERIN”.
The hole hall was quiet then the Slytherins started to clap. I got down of the stool to sit next to Scorpius as the sorting continued. Rose, like all Weasley, went to Gryffindor.
Later that night I write to my family
Dear mum and dad
please don’t be mad but I'm a Slytherin and I am happy but I don’t think Rose is. She glared at me all night.
Love all way,
Al
I give the letter to my owl to take to mum and dad and fall asleep thinking of how to proved I'm not my dad.
The End
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