I do not own Harry Potter, if I did then Fleur wouldn't get as much hate as she does by everyone
Alrighty, so, the Second Year will have more interactions with other Slytherins in the same year/other years, as well as other houses. PDF link is in my bio
The way that this is titled what it is because of what I have planned for the future and you guys don't know that makes me giggle heavily.
Anyways, this is also posted onto my Tumblr account imnotobsessedwfictionalchracters and my Fanfiction.net account SomeKind0fMagic and my AO3 account s0m3kind0fmagic so you can check it out on there too!
But anywho, hope you enjoy!
Love Z <3
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Albus stared at the robes hanging from his door. Dress robes. The epitome of wizarding formal wear. In Albus's opinion they were itchy and stuffy and never fun to wear. And he found it overly ridiculous that he had to wear them considering that Cass's family wasn't from the wizarding world and would be wearing normal muggle attire. But he guessed that he understood it. Annie had said that she was told it was so that Cass's family could see some of the wizarding world things and that he was able to change once the ceremony was over.
Although still annoyed that he had to wear them, he grabbed the robes off of the door before begrudgingly put each layer on. He wished that there was a summer version of them, perhaps then he would be able to move when in them and not feel like he was going to burn alive. Once he had all the layers on, he stared at himself in the mirror, a small look of disgust was written on his face.
He sighed deeply as he adjusted the tie part, "For Annie, I'm doing this for her."
As he heard his mum's laugh, he jumped. "Sorry, sorry. I just find it rather amusing that you're doing something like this for a friend."
Albus shrugged as he looked at her, "It's not just for her. It's also for Cass. She wanted all of us from the wizarding world to wear these robes for the ceremony. We can change afterwards so I have a set of muggle dressing clothes to change into."
She smiled, similarly to a smirk. "Well, we better get going." she grabbed his bag off of his chair and tossed it at him, "Her mother is going to drop you off in the morning, yes?" He nodded, "Alright, then let's get going, don't want you to be late." She pushed open the front door of the manor and let him out. "You must dance with her at least once."
"Mother!"
She looked upon Albus, "Don't 'mother' me, you know I despise being called that. But still, you better."
He shot her a small glare, "Fine, I will."
She smiled at him, holding her arm out for his. "Then let's go." He wrapped his arm in hers and soon felt the sickening feeling of appartating come at him. But as usually, as soon as it started, it ended and his feet were firmly on the ground. He stared as he saw a large black gate opened. His mother let go of him and he looked at her, "Remember to be respectful and behave, alright?" He nodded and she smiled before gently kissing his temple. "Now, I believe I see a girl with short dark hair running over here."
He looked over to where his mother was posting and sure enough he saw the short black-fading brown-hair in a deep purple dress running towards him. He began to wonder if there was magic thrown or something since it seemed that as soon as he saw her she appeared directly in front of him and tackled him in a hug.
"You made it on time! I never thought that would happen!"
He let out a fake offended gasp. "Just because I'm late to 90% of classes doesn't mean I can't be on time or even early to something."
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Easy To Hate (Rewrite)
AlteleAlbus Severus Potter. Second child and youngest son of the famous Harry Potter. A Slytherin. Who would have thought. And who would have thought that the saying 'its easier to hate than to love' would become oh so true for him.