Come the Dawn || A Harry Potter Fan-fiction

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This is a work in progress!

||Come the Dawn||
The battle has passed, but the wounds remain. Nineteen years, and the scars haven't faded. They probably never will.
The 'Chosen One', conquerer of the Dark Lord, has settled down. Things that seemed impossible nineteen years ago are now a reality. Harry Potter has children of his own. Albus Severus Potter, Harry's second child, is heading off to Hogwarts for the first time. Equal parts fierce excitement and apprehension fill his heart. There, the son of the Boy Who Lived has expectations to live up to. More than most. At Hogwarts, Albus will face many challenges; the expected, and unexpected. Trying times are up ahead; will Albus live up to his name?
Scorpius Malfoy is setting off for Hogwarts for the first time -but he is beaten there by his black reputation. Malfoys are Slytherins, Dark wizards. But -and here's something no one has stopped to consider- what if that isn't what Scorpius wants? It takes courage to forge your own path; to step off the beaten track and venture into the unknown. But, that is exactly what Scorpius does... And that places him in Gryffindor. Hundreds of years of prejudice are toppled. Biases which were so cemented in fact that they were fact are now being questioned. How can a Malfoy become a Gryffindor? A child brought up by Draco Malfoy, perfectly groomed to be the son he was expected to be, do so much wrong? Scorpius finds unexpected enemies, both inside of Hogwarts and out -but also unexpected friends.
Perhaps, this is the dawning of a new era. Maybe, at last, age-old prejudice can be discarded. A clean slate for all -come the dawn.

Disclaimer(s): I'd like to note that that the amazing world of Harry Potter belongs entirely to J.K Rowling. I'm just playing in her sandbox. As well, the quotes that will be at the beginning of each chapter belong to their respective owners, whom I shall awknowledge in the quote.
This story will contain Harry Potter spoilers! You have been warned! xD

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Chapter 1: Departing -WIP

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Chapter One: Departing
Work in Progress!

And though a shadow of a sigh
May tremble through our story,
For 'happy summer days' gone by,
And vanish'd summer glory-
It shall not touch with breath of bale
The pleasance of our fairy-tale.
-Lewis Carroll; Through the Looking-Glass And What Alice Found There

As the last farewells were taken, Albus made his way onto the train, heart lurching with a mixture of excitement and foreboding. Hogwarts at last! The small, dark-haired boy clutched the handle of his trunk even tighter, looking out the window for a last glimpse of his family. But the crowd held only unfamiliar faces. A sea of them, and the beacons that were the faces of his mother, father, and sister, nowhere to be found. Albus felt very much as if he were lost at sea. Clenching his jaw, he tore his gaze from the window, letting it flit down the hall. Compartment after compartment leered out at him, each and every one full. The scarlet train gave a loud, shrill whistle. Albus forced his leaden legs to move down the length of the train, searching either for an empty compartment, or a familiar face. James, Rose, Teddy, anyone. But, Albus reflected ruefully, James was probably with his friends, and they wouldn't take kindly to sharing a compartment with a first year. Albus pictured the distasteful looks on their faces, the scorn that dripped from James' voice as he said, "Go away, we don't need an ickle firstie here! Does my baby brother need me to hold his hand?" And Rose mightn't want to be seen with a boy-

The Hogwarts Express lurched into motion, cutting Albus' train of thought short, and hurling him onto the floor. Trunk clattering down next to him, the black-haired boy felt the train rumble underneath him. They were moving... Closer and closer to Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And, he, Albus, was lying on the ground, with dirty clothes, and an aching knee. With a grimace, he pulled himself to his feet, picking his trunk up from beside him. Taking a fistful of his sweater, Albus proceeded to wipe off his glasses. It was lucky they hadn't fallen off. He turned to the window, and was startled to see that they were out of the station already! His stomach gave a familiar wriggle.

"Are you okay?" A voice issued from a compartment up ahead. A boy had stuck his head out, a mildly concerned look on his face. Albus noted, without really noticing, that the boy seemed to be around his age, with blonde hair, and grey eyes. He looked vaguely familiar...

"I'm fine," Albus answered, voice bland.

The boy paused for a moment, surveying him with an almost wary gleam in his eyes. "Do you have a compartment? Just, 'cause, y'know, you're standing in the hall, and I thought..."

Albus shook his head, a hopeful bubble sprouting in his chest. "No," he said, "Is there room in yours?" He was very proud to note that his voice hadn't wavered at all. Albus wasn't exactly the most socially adept of children -something James had teased him mercilessly about when they were a bit younger. Conversation didn't come as easily to him as it did to his brother, and Albus was a whole lot more self-conscious.

"I'm the only one," affirmed the boy, "D'you want help with that trunk?" His gaze moved from Albus to the trunk at his side.