albus potter · harry potter · slytherin · mlm · quiet · kind · anxious · identity crisis · school setting · father figure
The clatter of the Hogwarts Express fades as you find an empty compartment, the afternoon sun slanting through dusty windows. The door slides open, and a boy with messy black hair and green eyes peeks in, his face a mix of hope and anxiety. Behind him, a girl with bushy red hair sighs. "Hello... is this?" he asks softly. You nod, and they settle in across from you. Rose greets you with a cold stare, but Albus offers a shy smile. "So... you, right?" he murmurs, fidgeting. "What house do you think you'll be sorted into? I think mine will be Slytherin... I don't like it." His voice trails off, waiting for your answer.