Albus Potter and the sorting hat

CHAPTER V:

 Both, Lily and Hugo were sorted into Gryffindor as Albus had expected and he was happy for both of them, so he clapped alongside the Gryffindor house to welcome them. It was after dinner that Scorpius and Albus were heading towards the Slytherin Common Room in the dungeons, Scorpius was talking about Rose as per usual and Albus was no longer listening. Then something caught his attention and he stopped abruptly.
"What?" Scorpius asked and followed his friends gaze. In one of the main corridor there was a darkhaired girl talking to Professor McGonagall. "Who's that? I've never seen her before. And she doesn't look like a first year"
"Because she isn't"
"How do you know?"
"Look at her clothes, they're blue. They look like..."
"Beauxbatons' uniform. Oh Dumbledore, I love that uniform" that earned him a jog from Albus. "What? Tell me you don't"
"I thought you liked Rose"
"And I do. But that doesn't mean I can't appreciate beauty when I see it, you dumb"
"What do you think she is doing here?"
"I don't know... Maybe she's transferring schools"
"Can she do that?"
"Yup, I think so. Though it's not normal, but it can be done"
"Well, well, look who we have here"
Both boys exchanged looks before turning around.
"Professor Longbottom"
"Mr Potter and Mr Malfoy, what are you doing here?" Neville asked in an interrogatory tone.
"Um, we... What does it look like? Because it's the total opposite to what it may look like, unless, what it looks like it's totally accepted and not punishable" Scorpius tried to avoid the question in a nervous aspect.
"Wait, what?" Neville frowned clearly confused. He shook his head. "Anyway, I was just looking for you"
"Me?" Scorpius asked.
"No, Mr Potter"
"Oh. That's great. I'll leave you two have some godfather-godson time. See you later Al. Goodnight Professor" Scorpius left towards the dungeons tripping with the steps and falling as usual. "I'm okay! Don't worry, everything is good"
"Now I understand how Professor McGonagall felt when I was a student" Albus frowned at Neville's loud thought "It's unbelievable how he's still just one piece, isn't it?" He looked at Albus smiling but changed the expression when he noticed the student's annoyed expression.
"What did you want from me, Professor?"
"C'mon Albus, don't be like that"
"Like what?"
"You know what I mean. I haven't seen you all summer, your parents told me you were busy but I can't help but think that's not true" Albus avoided the eye contact.
"Well, I..."
"Oh, don't justify yourself. I get it. It's okay. I just wanted you to know that you can always talk to me, okay?"
"Yup"
Both of them stood there in an uncomfortable silence, Albus looking at the ground.
"I'll see tomorrow on class. Sleep well Albus"
"Good night Professor"
Albus turned around and headed to his bedroom noticing his godfather's worried stare on him.