*Note from the author: I started this project quite a long time ago and regrettably left it unfinished. Well, I don't enjoy leaving my work unfinished, so (dramatic pause) I'M BACK! Even though I've totally forgotten what I had planned for this plot, I'm going to take up the challenge and create a new one. However, I'm going to edit a bit of my story: fix spelling errors, grammar, adding a bit in, etc. however, I'll leave my story line untouched for the sake of whatever my original story was. Much thanks and enjoy!

- The Book Fanatic

Disclaimer: No, i do not own The Harry Potter series, that belongs to J.K. Rowling. I only own the characters I made up.

The last story takes off at the last chapter of the 7th Harry potter book, where we are left with are new characters Albus, Rose, and James on the Hogwarts Express.

The Adventures of Albus Potter

Off to Hogwarts

Chapter I

Albus gave a great long sigh when he couldn't see his fathers hand raised in farewell to him any more. He shut the compartment window and sat down next to Rose who was vivaciously talking about all the books she read about Hogwarts. Albus wasn't really listening though. He could only concentrate on what his father had told him.

Would the sorting hat really take his choice into consideration? What if it didn't, and he was put into Slytherin? What would his parents say? What would James and Lily say?

Rose realized that he wasn't listening to her ramblings about Hogwarts History.

"The hat's not going to sort you into Slytherin, Al," Rose whispered confidently, taking his hand and giving it a squeeze.

"Al, you know that you don't fit any description of a Slythrin. So, don't worry about the hat. Besides, it's not like the world would end if you were," Rose said trying to make her voice sound as calm as possible. She knew Al was one of the bravest and most kind of her cousins, but he kept most of his thoughts to himself and could be very sly at times. She was worried, but somehow she knew that her cousin wouldn't be in Slytherin... right?

Right then a boy with dusty blond hair , bright blue eyes, and freckles splattered all over his face opened the door.

"Hi, do you mind if I sit here? Everywhere else is full," he asked timidly.

"Not at all," Albus said smiling.

"Thanks, I'm Will Locksly," he said. "I've just figured out that I was a wizard this summer," Will told them with a nervous chuckle and took a seat beside Albus.

"Wow, really? That must of been a bit of a shock! I'm Albus Potter and this is Rose Weasley. Nice to meet you," Al said.

"So, how did you find out you were a wizard?" Rose asked.

"I was climbing a tree..."

"And you fell?" Rose nodded. "Many wizards and witches find out they have the gift of magic when they fall and suddenly stop falling."

"Well yes, I did fall. But before I fell, I was sketching a robin in the tree. I bent over a little too far to get a better look and fell about four meters before I felt something clinging to my hair, which stopped me from a nasty fall," Will explained with a grimace.

"What saved you?" Al asked.

"The robin I was drawing! It was wicked! It flew right out of my sketch book, still black and white and half shaded, and it plopped me right back onto the branch I was at before and then stepped right back into my sketch book!"

"Wicked!" Al and Rose said in sync.

Since Will didn't know anything about Hogwarts, Rose and Albus told Will about the enchanted stairs, portraits that talk, the ghosts that wander through the halls, and just about every thing else. By the time they finished telling Will about Hogwarts his mouth was agape and his eyes wide with wonder.

"Al is scared that he will be sorted into Slytherin, even though he has all the characteristics of a good Gryffindor," Rose said confidently.

"Whats a Gryffindor?' Will asked, curious.

Some how they left the four houses part out.

"Well, you see there are four houses that every first year is sorted into." Rose replied in her matter-a-fact manner. "Slytherin is the worst lot of them all , Hufflepuff takes everyone, Ravenclaw is for those who are smart, and the best of them all is Gryffindor, for those who are loyal and brave," Rose continued.

"How are you sorted into them?" Will asked.

"The sorting hat of course," Al and Rose replied at the same time.

"The what?" Will asked again, not sure that he heard them correctly.

"The sorting hat," Rose replied simply."You put it on your head when your name is called and it chooses which house to place you."

"Wicked!" Will said while smiling with delight.

The door opened and an old lady with cherry red cheeks appeared pushing a trolly full of magical and enchanted candies.

"Anything off the trolly dears?" she asked sweetly revealing dimples in her smile.

"Yes, thank you," the three replied eagerly.

"Three chocolate frogs please," Al said, seeing that Will had no idea what to choose.

"Great scott! am I seeing correctly? You must be Harry Potter's son!" the trolly lady exclaimed. "Why, I remember the first time I saw him; he bought my whole lot! Great man your father, the boy who lived."

At that she closed the compartment door and left Al, Rose , and Will wondering what she meant. Al handed Will and Rose the chocolate frogs and opened his own, quickly taking a bite before it jumped away. Will did the same.

"What are these cards for?" Will asked.

"Collectors cards," Al replied. "I got Dumbledore, that's whom I'm named after. He was my father's headmaster at school," Al explained.

"Ooo, I got Merlin again, I have about 20 of him! " Rose said.

"Who did you get Will?"Al asked.

"Harry Potter."

"What!" Shouted Rose and Al at the same time.

"Well what does it say," they both asked curiously.

"Umm... known as the boy who lived, he was the only person to ever survive the death curse, battled and killed the dark lord. If it wasn't for Harry Potter our world would have gone upside down," Will read.

"Dad never mentioned anything about that," Al said, suddenly he felt like he might as well be a stranger to his own father.

"Well, we should be arriving soon," Rose said. "I suggest you two get your robes on now. I'll find out how much longer we have till we reach Hogwarts."

At that Rose opened the door and left.

"Is Harry Potter your dad?" Will asked.

"Yes, but he never said anything about saving the world," Albus replied.

They put their black robes on and Rose returned.

"All I could get out of them was any minuet now," Rose said, not liking the vague answer she was given.

The train came to a halt and the three anxiously looked out of the it stood rising off of a cliff , its towers and turrets pointing to the sky.

"First years this way!" a head boy shouted. "Follow me to the boats."

Rose, Will, and Albus joined the first years and followed the head boy to the the lake were the boats would take them to Hogwarts.

"Four per boat," the boy shouted.

Rose, Will, and Al quickly got in a boat along with a nervous looking boy holding a squirming frog between his hands.

"Helloa, I'm Burt Poelyton,' .the boy said.

"Hello ," Rose said," mind if we sit here."

"Not at all."

"'Which house do you want to be in," Rose asked once they were all seated.

"Gryffindor, but I have a feeling that I'll be placed in Hufflepuff like the rest of my family." Burt replied sulkily.

The boats took off across the lake and Al stared wondrously at the huge Castle that he had heard about so many times. The mist rising off the water tumbled with the wind and crashed into the hillside that the castle rose out of. The honey orange light of the torches danced merrily on the mighty, weather-beaten gray stones, casting sharp shadows of dark purple on the sides of the school. Once the boats were in the middle of the lake, Al was abruptly pulled out of his reverie by something slimy landing on his lap and jumping into the abnormally still water.

"My frog!" Burt shrieked and without thinking, stood up and jumped in after his frog. Al and Will grabbed hold of Burt's robes and helped him back into the boat, water splashing all over their new, once crisp, robes.

"Caught him,'" Burt managed to sputter out, taking deep breaths.

"Are you OK?" the head boy shouted over to Burt.

"Yes, sorry I... er... fell," Burt replied, quite shaken.

Other kids near their boat began to laugh and Burt's face turned scarlet.

Thank you so much for reading! Please leave a review, like I've said, I started this in 2007 and I'm finally updating it in 2011! I'd like to know what you think of the story, characters, writing style, plot, etc. I'm not sure if anyone is interested in my story anymore... Back in 2007 there were only about a handful of Albus Potter stories out on fan fiction... now there's like thousands! Thank you!

- The Book Fanatic