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An adventure 19 years later

Summary:

Albus Severus Potter, the son of the Chosen One, carrying his father's legacy, being Slytherin and hated by some.
Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy, the son of a defecting Death Eater, being teased for his last name and an undiscovered family history.
They had many things in common, and they were looking for something: an even better adventure than the ones counted.

 

°Fanfic about 19 years later and 3 more years.
There will be characters both from the canon and created by me.
°This story will be published in Spanish in Wattpad.
°The characters of Nicholas Nott, Alice Longbottom II, Augustine Finnigan, Benjamin Zabini, Grace Zabini, William Umbridge and Conan Finnigan are created by me.

Notes:

°This story will be published on Wattpad, in both Spanish and English. On the Starlingligth profile.

°If you see any spelling mistakes, feel free to correct me, I would appreciate it.

Chapter Text

Capítulo 00: Summer, 2018

 

The entire Weasley family was gathered at the Burrow, it wasn't a special date, just a family dinner.

"Mom, why didn't Uncle Bill and Aunt Fleur come?" asked a red-haired girl, the youngest of the Potters.

"They are in France visiting Aunt Fleur's relatives, dear," answered the mother, Ginny, who was the youngest of the Weasley siblings.

The Potters, who had just arrived, were greeted by the elderly Arthur and Molly Weasley.

“Ah, Harry, I haven't seen you in a long time, how's the Ministry going?” Arthur asked.

“Everything is very good, thanks for asking” 

“What are you waiting for to enter? Come!” Molly interrupted, she was excited to have her whole family together.

There was a large table, with some flowers as decoration, there were sitting Percy, Audrey, the sisters Molly II and Lucy, George, Angelina, Fred II and Roxanne.

"They're finally here" said Ron, approaching the Potters.

“We arrived late?” Ginny asked.

"No, not at all" Hermione said.

The day continued, everyone was already at the table, eating. There was an unusual silence, until Molly spoke.

“Well, Albus, I still don't know...which House you stayed in at Hogwarts”. 

“I thought they had already told you, Grandma” 

"It's Slytherin" James said, dropping his spoon. Albus stared at him and stood up from the table. “Oops” 

Albus went to his mother's old room. He hated that James was always the one who said the Slytherin thing. What would his family, all of Gryffindor, think? He heard someone's footsteps.

"Albus?" Are you here?” asked his father, Harry, entering the room

“Was what I did wrong?” 

"No, son, not at all," he said, approaching him. “I know why you did that”. 

Albus didn't say anything, he hugged his father who did the same.

“Do you want to go down?” Harry asked.

“Alright” 

At the end of the day, James apologized and told her that there was nothing wrong with being Slytherin.