Albus Potter's first year at Hogwarts

Chapter 1- Welcome to Hogwarts

Albus Potter was letting the wind smash his hand against the side of the window of the Hogwarts Express. It made him feel free, he already had enough to worry about. There was the question of what house he will get sorted into- he'd always dreamed of being in Gryffindor...seen as brave, admirable and like his own father, Harry Potter.

After a few minutes, Albus's hand began to get a tad chilly so he pulled it from the window and wrapped it in the warmth of his newly bought robes.

Albus's eyelids began to feel heavy and before he knew it, he was in a deep, dull sleep.

"Anything from the trolley, sir?" were the words that woke him. His eyes were blurry with what he thought were tears but then later discovered to be sweat from the extreme heat of wearing his robes.

"Chocolate Frog, please" muttered Albus. The first one he'd ever had... in honour of his father that he already missed dearly. The golden box glistened in the beaming sun as he unwrapped it .He had been warned by his uncle that the frog can jump if you don't grab it quickly but when he opened it, the chocolate inside stood completely still. The Chocolate of the frog seemed to melt into gooey chocolate goodness as soon as it touched his soft lips.

Once the chocolate had settled in Albus's stomach, he picked up the card in the bottom of the box. The figure that was meant to be standing in the empty image was gone.

Finally, after around 5 minutes, Albus was surprised to see his father stroll onto the card. Even the sight of his father's eyes made his heart ache--- he would just have to get through the term.

"First years to follow Hagrid to the lake," this voice came from a hazelnut brown haired boy that looked about 6ft tall "Everyone else make your way up to Hogwarts!"

Albus had just got off the train and was caught up in hustle and bustle from the crowd of young witches and wizards. He told himself that he better get used to it as he'd have to live with it until Christmas. He followed his cousin, Rose Weasley, up to the lakes and got into her boat. It was slightly awkward as she'd already managed to make a whole bunch of friends.

They rode in the dark gloopy water. It had a weird treacle like consistency. Once they got off the boats, all the first years slowly made there way up the steep hill to the building that they had been waiting all summer to visit. Everyone apart from Albus anyway, who wished he was at home snuggled up on the sofa with his dad reading the Daily Prophet.

"Welcome to Hogwarts! I'm your new headmistress, Professor Minerva McGonagall."

The first years followed their new headmistress through to the Great Hall! They all shuffled into each other, tripping over their own heels, dazed by the beauty of this new sight. They were taken into a side room while all the other years filed into the hall and onto their appropriate house tables. Once all the upper year students were in their places, McGonagall led the first years into the Great Hall once more and ordered them to stand in a quiet line waiting for their name to be called and for them to be sorted. All that was going through Albus's head was Please be Gryffindor, Please be Gryffindor! A voice interrupted his thoughts...

"Stand by students, the sorting hat ceremony is about to begin!"