From the Celebrated Loins

By mooty

I do not own Harry Potter, et cetera.

Introduction

This fanfic is canon – based loosely on the last ever chapter of Harry Potter anyway. But from there I start a new journey for the younglings.

Please don't judge me by my fanfic :\ I think I'm not as good at fanfiction as with other more original forms of fiction, haha. But please comment, thanks!

Pardon the title of the fanfic. I felt like it.

Prologue: Familial Trait

"I won't!" shrieked Albus, as the cheerily malevolent eyes of James teased him. "I won't be in Slytherin!"

Just a few metres in front of the brothers, Ginny stopped the trolley she was pushing, and turned back crossly. "Now, James, none of that nonsense now! Your brother is terrified as he is and here you are -"

"Here I am simply telling him what COULD happen, Mom!" James was still smirking. "Here I was, being a nice good older brother by telling him about the four houses of Hogwarts, and how Slytherin was known to be the 'bad' house and how he MIGHT -"

"Alright now, James! You, come in front and push your own trolley since you're so full of nonsense!" James stuck out his tongue at his mother and swiftly replaced Ginny at the trolley, immediately getting lost in the bustling King's Cross crowd. Albus remained a distance behind the rest of the family, lost in thought. This was highly characteristic of him, but Ginny couldn't help thinking that Albus, the sensitive boy that he was, was considerably affected by James' taunts. She walked over to her, crouched to his height, and patted his shoulder.

"It's okay, Albus. Your brother was just messing around with you. You'll definitely be in Gryffindor, just like Dad, James, and I. You know, it always runs in the family." Albus seemed to believe this lie, and immediately broke into a bashful grin. Gripping Ginny's hand tightly, he walked into the ticket box in between Platforms 9 and 10, and disappeared.

The chapters following this will be much longer, so don't worry!