Albus Severus Potter (Harry Potter fanfiction)

Chapter 1: Returning home

(Albus P.O.V. throughout the whole story)

Chapter 1

Last day at Hogwarts. I open my trunk and start packing my clothes alone up in the Gryffindor Tower. Being both Gryffindor and Slytherin have their advantages. However, it must be the first time someone gets placed in two houses.

At last summer. I get to meet, mom, dad and Lily, although I'll miss Hogwarts. But most of all, I'll probably miss Hermione. My best girl friend.

Hermione Angelina Wood. It feels swell still a little strange that she is named after my Aunt Hermione Weasley.

Stefan is in the common room, waiting for me. My cousin Rose is there too I think.

I walk down the stairs and find Rose there with Stefan just as I thought.

We'll go down to the party.

"Hey, are you ready?" Stefan asks. 

I nod.

"Yeah, let's go."

"You finish packing?" Rose asks when we step out from behind the portrait of the Fat Lady.

"Yes," I reply. "I ..."

I was interrupted by a scream .

"Aaa JAMES" hear the process.

"What has he done now?" I and Rose ask at the same time.

My brother James always play tricks on people. Dad and mom says that he is like our two uncles, Fred and George. Fred is dead and I've never seen George behave so childishly as everyone says he always used to. Dad says that George was never the same again after Fred's death, but he decided to still keep joke shop. Mom, Dad or anyone else in the entire Weasley family who lived back then dosen't want to tell us how and why Uncle Fred died, they say we'll know when we are mature enough. To Uncle Fred's death also belongs to something very big. Whatever that means. I think it's silly.

When we came down the stairs to go to the Great Hall, we get perspective on what had happened. Peeves had helped James to throw water balloon bombs.

For some reason, James is the only one that Peeves is listening to. He dosen't even listen to the headmaster. He listens to the Bloody Baron, but it's most of the horror he Peeves feels for him. Why, I don't know really, he's not dangerous, definite yes, but dangerous? Hmmm ... or he after all all killed the Gray Lady and then killed himself because he was ashamed of what he had done to Helena. Dad told me this.

We sit at the Gryffindor table. I usually like to sit here, I don't like the Slytherin table, especially when Natalia Nott, Emerson Bullstrode, Prescilla Goyle and Harvey Higgs sits there. I like them the least in the whole school, not at all and Rose will absolutely hates Natalia, they're almost the closest to enemies.

Hermione and Elena Gillbert comes to sit with us. Shortly thereafter James coms and sits down after a scolding by the short Professor Flitwick.

Everyone's talking loud but when the headmaster stand up to speak everyone becomes silent.

Professor Neville Longbottom sitting next to her, looking happily at me, Rose, Hermione and James.

Of course, I think, and wave at him. He after all knows our parents.

"Another year is ending here at Hogwarts, new talent has come to improve and old talent have to leave us," the headmaster Minerva McGonagall said. Old, strict and fair. "I hope you will come back next semester with purified thoughts and perhaps even knowledge of life."

James stares blankly at me and shrugs. Headmaster McGonagall looked at me and James when she said it. What would that mean? New knowledge about life?

Oh well, I think then. She starts getting old after all, she is really old.

"But now we enjoy our wonderful banquet," she concludes, all clean and shiny, empty plates filled with lots of food.

I take of almost everything that my eyes end up on. It was so nice to sit there with James and the other that I almost don't want to go home. It was just the thought of soon meeting mom, dad and Lily that keeps my homesickness.

"Here Albus!" James says and throws a drumstick across the table, landing in my hand.

James laughs. I had been close to losing the chicken in my cup of pumpkin juice.

"Thanks," I say cheerfully and eat chicken.

James like teasing, joking and playing tricks on people, but he's still a good brother.

Finally almost everyone at the four house tables is measured. The remains on the plates disappear and is replaced by the dessert. My favorite is the syrup cake, just like dad's. I put up two pieces of syrup cake and one of the chocolate cake. When I take a bite of chocolate pastry, I think that the house alfs is the best there is here at Hogwarts. Almost nobody knows them. But Dad and Uncle Ron told me about the tickling pears in a fruit bowl that leads to the kitchen. I don't know where it is because I've never been there, but James have.

My thoughts are interrupted by James laughs.

"What is it?" I ask.

"You've got a chocolate mustache."

Embarrassed I draw with a napkin over my upper lip and laughing then myself.

Tomorrow would be both a happy and sad day.

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