Albus and Scorpius woke up late on their first day at Hogwarts having spent most of the night chatting about the Sorting Ceremony and the excellent food. Ben Tukker was still snoring loudly as they left their dormitory, hoping to find Rose and go down for breakfast together. They sat in their common room waiting for her when they couldn’t find her, wondering aloud why she was taking so long to come down, when Rose came in through the portrait hole with Molly. ‘We were waiting for you!’ said Albus looking outraged, ‘we waited an hours for you!’ ‘For what?’ snapped Rose. ‘For going down to breakfast’ said Scorpius glaring at her too, ‘but I guess you already had it’ ‘I never promised to come down with you two!’ said Rose glaring back at him, ‘why did you even- oh, wait- you two were hoping that I would help you find your way to the Great Hall? So that’s what you were after?’ Albus looked at her in disbelief and turned to look at Scorpius to see him rolling his eyes....
It was just as he wished it to be. Albus always wanted to see what it looked like inside the Hogwarts Express. James would rant on and on about the chilled pumpkin juice, variety of sweets and pastries aboard Hogwarts express that the plump witch with the trolley brought. He would also show off the photographs that he took in the train and at the school with his friends. Harry had given James a camera for his eleventh birthday and James developed a mania for photography. Now, his room was filled with photos of little moving people waving their wands, laughing and holding broomsticks. James played as the Keeper for Griffindor’s Quidditch team and guffawed whenever Albus tried to get on a broomstick. Somehow, Albus never got the hold of a broomstick and James silently taunted him of not having what he called a ‘Family Skill’. So, Albus never asked his parents for a broomstick and his parents too never insisted on giving him a broomstick. He decided that he would get one afte...