The Next Generation

Chapter 2

As the three stepped off the train, Albus and Rose looked around and, even though it was only the train station, they were both amazed. James, on the other hand, walked through and smiled as he remembered the familiar scene. The owls, the corridors, the food, he missed it all but most importantly he missed the magic. Not only the spells but magic of the atmosphere. It all just seemed like a dream.

"First years with me please!" The three heard a big gruff voice from behind them. As they turned around they saw a gigantic man with a great big beard and a rather large waist line.

"HAGRID!!" James yelled out

"Good to see you ere again James but may i ask who are the others with ya?"

"This is Albus, my brother and this is Rose our friend." James introduced each person.

"You miss, you look like a Weasley." Hagrid replied

"I am. Ron and Hermione are my Mum and Dad."

"I thought so. You had to be a Weasley, who else has hair as bright and red as your family." Hagrid told her as he ruffled her hair up "Anyways best be going. Albus and Rose you are coming with me, James you go with the rest of the 2nd years!"

"Bye Hagrid, bye guys. I'll see you when you get sorted." With that James disappeared into a cluster of black robes.

As he walked through the great big old doors James suddenly felt a splash of water on his head. He looked up and saw Peeves. He was about to yell at him when he was pulled away.

"First years! Quick we are late!"

"Who's that?" Asked Albus

"That's Professor Mcgonnagal, now hurry up you two you need to be sorted!" James replied

As Albus and Rose followed the crowd of excited first years they were shoved around by Scorpius and he 'henchmen' Flinn and Darren. Even though his dad, Draco had turned good, he was still an obnoxious little swine.

The sortings were boring for Rose and Albus, for they didn't know anyone.

"Albus Potter" Professor Mcgonnagal called his name and he stepped forward to the sorting hat.

"Potter! I remember sorting your dad. You are just like him you know. You could well in any house but you are so much like him so I'm guess not Slytherin?" The hat asked Albus in a snappy kind of way.

Albus gave a shaky yes and was sorted into Gryfindor.

Everyone from the Gryfindor table was cheering loudly, they were happy to have yet another Potter to help win the house cup.

"Rose Weasley" Professor Mcgonnagal called out.

Rose was a shy girl and she made her way nervously up the stairs to seat. She didn't want to be sorted. She just wanted to go to Hogwarts nothing else, she didn't want to let anyone down.

"A Weasley and let me guess you mum is a Granger. Well we could put you in Gryfindor just like you parents but i don't think you have a Gryfindor personality! Not Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff either! Better be Slytherin!"

The whole room went silent even the Slytherins.

Rose made her way slowly towards the Slytherin table and she sat down cautiously.