Albus
I stumble into the great hall with the rest of the first years, we are following a teacher called professor lovegood, she looks familiar. Then I remember, she's Neville longbottom's wife. We stand by a hat that is sitting on a stool and I look at the sea of faces before me. I catch James' eye on the gryffindor table, I look away. I've never admitted this but I don't want to be in gryffindor, I want to be different. Professor Lovegood in a dreamy voice calls out the name, "Ashton, Heather" the girl next to me strides over to the stool and sits, she has long brown hair and sparkling green eyes, pretty. "RAVENCLAW" the hat shouts and the great hall fills with the sound of echoing applause. Heather gives a small smile but then hides it, she sits at the ravenclaw table and shifts her body so that she isn't facing the rest of the ravenclaw students. So I'm not the only one who is socially awkward with social anxiety I think wryly to myself. A haze of names goes by until "Potter, Albus" I walk to the stool and sit. The sorting hat says in my mind, difficult, it's got to be gryffindor or ravenclaw, it's your choice now. Not gryffindor, ravenclaw I think firmly. Very well, "RAVENCLAW" I grin get up and rush to the ravenclaw table I purposfully sit next to Heather and extend my hand, "Albus" Heather looks at me for a few seconds before taking my hand, "Heather" she says and smiles. I smile back at her.
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Albus Potter
FanfictionA follow on story of Harry potter, Albus Potter is sorted into ravenclaw house instead of gryffindor where he makes his best friend Heather Ashton.
