A Tale Revised (Name Supplied by Kay)

the beggining


Albus Severus Potter walked onto the train to Hogwarts for the first time, waving distractedly to his parents and little sister. With a smile, he thought to himself reverently, so this is the great Hogwarts Express. It was a magnificent piece of machinery, scarlet in colour and absolutely huge.

As the boy wandered looking for an empty compartment his thoughts wandered back to one of the boys he had noticed down on the platform before he had left. Albus couldn’t help but notice that he was rather pale and looked to be Albus’ age. Could he have been another first year? As he pondered he walked into the only empty compartment he could find, failing to notice that same boy sitting on the seat until he felt a hand on his arm and he swore he jumped a foot into the air.

”Sorry but you’re blocking my view of my cat and I’m trying to sketch her” The boy said politely. Albus looked up at the timid voice hearing the strength behind it and noticed the boy he had seen on the platform sitting with a sketchpad on his knee holding a charcoal stick in his hand and with a smudge of it across his nose. It was a moment later until Albus finally realised he had been staring.

“Sorry” he said with a sheepish grin, not noticing the boy looked slightly uncomfortable from when he had been staring at him.

“That’s alright,” the blonde kid said with a dismissing wave of his hand. Albus looked slightly dumbfounded for a second and then realised he hadn’t even introduced himself.

“Oh sorry, umm I’m Albus Potter.” Albus said sticking his hand out.
The boy looked slightly shocked but shook it off

“I’m Scorpius… Scorpius Malfoy” The boy called Scorpius flinched waiting for a punch but what Albus did next astounded him, the grinning boy shook his hand firmly and with a smile! The pale boy looked a little put off for a second then remembered to shake his hand back.

I thought he was going to hit me for that! Not shake my hand. Scorpius said mystified and quite confused.

Albus noticed Scorpius’ flinch and was about to ask him what was wrong when the food cart came round.

“Do you want anything, dears?” Asked the old lady who was serving kindly. Scorpius shook his head but Albus grinned and reached into his pockets where he pulled out two gold coins, buying 2 chocolate frogs and a huge bag of Bertie Botts every flavour beans. He pondered about how weird Scorpius acted before when he remembered what his dad always said about the Malfoy family, a talk his father had had with him many years ago.

“Son,” He had said. “In case anybody tries to lead you astray from your path, I want you to know now that the Malfoy family isn’t necessarily a Dark or even bad one, they may have a dark past but their hearts are good.” Albus thought on that for a while and decided he was going to get to know Scorpius better, at least before he made any judgements of his own.

It was while the green eyed boy was thinking this, that Scorpius was lost in his own memories, a conversation with his own father, a rather interesting conversation… he father had always told him a lot about the War, especially the 2nd war… as well as the Potters. His Father had always told him that the Potters were a good family but that when he was a child he had started a fight between himself and Harry Potter and had ruined any chances of friendship between Harry and himself because of his arrogance as a child, from his abysmal upbringing by his father. He had also warned Scorpius that the Potters would most likely hate the Malfoy family and that were out for their blood so Scorpius hadn’t expected Albus to act so… normal! He was expecting at least a broken nose. But right then Scorpius was shook from his musing by a single question from Albus.

“Why did you flinch when you told me your name?”

TBC


Review please.
if somebody could tell me whether this story actually sounds good because this is the first fanfic I've ever written.

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