It Can Only Get Better

By I'S Watcher

Hi there. Yeah, you. Welcome to my latest story. It doesn't actually look as if I have posted any stories before. But I have. I had to take them down, but I'll repost them. One day. I'll probably have to rewrite them before I do though. I don't really finish many of my stories. So. Don't get your hopes up. I have a chapter right in the middle of the story if that helps...

Anyway, this story features a properly Slytherin Albus Potter. When I say properly Slytherin I mean that he is like the Slytherins that you see in Marauder fics or Harry & co fics. If you don't like it. Don't read. And before you ask no it won't be slash. Albus might even become dark. Or practise dark magic at least. I'll figure it out later.

So just to give you a taster of what is to come, I give you, It Can Only Better- the Prologue.

Oh and, they aren't spelling mistakes, they're British spelling. Also, it's going to be Albus centric.


"Albus dear, come over here and give your grandmother a kiss!" A large ginger woman called to him from the corner of the room. He gritted his teeth and moved towards her.

"Hello granny." He said after depositing a kiss on the cheek.

"So. How is my little Albie? School okay?" Albus nodded.

"Yeah it's okay."

"Shame you were put in Slytherin, you would have been such a perfect Gryffindor. You know you look just like your father when he was your age."

"You've told me..." But she continued without noticing the sarcasm in his voice.

"Who is in Slytherin? Remind me again."

"Er. Tom Nott, Felicity Greengrass, Laura Flint, George Borgin, Scopious Malfoy, Harry Fulrick, Lucinda Nott..." He trailed off, not really wanting to name any of the other sons and daughters of former Death Eaters he was in a house with.

"That Scorpious is nice, isn't he?" Albus swallowed, and although it pained him he said the words which would please his grandmother.

"Yeah. Nice."

"So unlike his family. He'll grow up to be a fine wizard."

"I'm sure." Looking around the smoky room he attempted to find a way to escape his maniac grandmother. "Listen. I er, have to go to the loo."

"Of course, of course." She dug her hands into the pockets of her old dress which had been made larger to allow for her now larger size. From the pocket she pulled out a shiny coin and handed it to him, her large fingers clasping onto it. "Here you go."

"Thanks granny." He took it elegantly from her fingers and moved away from her quick so as to not let her hug him again. One sickle. Obviously she had forgotten that it was not 1978 and was pretty worthless. But money was money nevertheless.

Heading in the direction off the loos so as to not raise suspicion of his grandmother he gave a wink to his older brother, who was looking at him with minor suspicion. His brother rushed towards him.

"Where are you going?" Albus smiled and continued walking to the hall.


"Well. You're obviously going somewhere. Where?"

"Anywhere but here." James shook his head, as soon as he had been made Head Boy he suddenly had the delusion that he was supposed to be responsible.

"Dad's going to kill you."

"I don't give a fuck." And James gave a groan.

"I'm the one named after the pranksters and you the teacher but you have to be the rebel, don't you?"

"Look. I'm gonna go, whether you like it at not. I told dad I didn't want to sit through another family reunion with people getting at me for being a Slytherin." He paused and stared at James, trying to will him to go and let him go and see his friends.

"What if I tell dad?"

"You wouldn't." Albus looked pensive for a moment, "or else I'll tell him that you cheated on your exams last year."

"How did yo-"

"I know everything James." James looked as if he believed him. It wasn't true, he just overheard James bragging about after he came out his Charms exam.

"Fine. Go. I'm only trying to save you from Dads wrath."

"Again. Don't. Give. A. Fuck. We're back to school in two days anyway. There is only so long he can keep me house bound." James sighed and looked around at the corridor they were standing in. The whole thing was painted yellow, from some unfortunate occurrence that happened ages ago- including Lily, a fake lizard and a bucket of yellow paint- when they were younger. It did not go with the rest of the house which had been painted in dark paint, but it had stayed yellow for ever and no one wanted to change it. Albus began walking towards the door, and grabbed his coat from the coat stand that was by it.

"Albus." Albus paused and turned back to him.


"Don't be stupid." James said with brotherly affection.

"Like I am ever." He gave a sarcastic smile. "See you later, Golden Boy." And with that opened the door and headed out into the relatively warm summer air, his tall figure disappearing into the night.