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I am making a scorbus book with Albus and his wacky adventures and this is how it is going..is it good??

It would’ve been better to pretend to be ill. At least that’s what he was thinking right now, walking in the train station filled with muggles, talking and whistles blaring around in his ears. He had honestly thought to run away before he could be taken to the station. Maybe a fainting fancy from Uncle George? But he didn’t have time to. In fact all of the plans he had made would’ve gone wrong so there was no point. 

He had dreaded the day of going to the school. Maybe it was the lies James had told him? Or maybe the fact he could be sorted into a different house. Whatever it was he wished he wasn’t here. It would be the first year of Hogwarts, and the first year of trying to fit in. He thought it would be easy because James got in so well but he had his doubts when he remembered Aunt Hermione saying he suited Slytherin more when he was a kid. His mum had told him after that the family would still love him no matter what house he was in. He cried the whole day and only stopped when he was offered food. 

Thinking about only made it worse now. He was already on Platform 9 3/4, crowds of witches and wizards hugging their kids and some even giving them stuffies and candies. Albus would be a liar if he didn’t believe it was magical, but it struck up more nerves than ever. 

“Isn’t Hermione supposed to be here, Gin?” His father asked his mum. 

“Yes, but we have time Harry, it’s why we got up so early.” Ginny smiled at Harry and kissed his cheek. 

Albus didn’t know whether to do a disgusted groan or puke on sight from nerves and disgust. Honestly he didn’t know how to feel all together. It was the plan for years, ever since Teddy went to hogwarts, the families would meet up and have a small get-together while their kids were preparing for Hogwarts. Albus was unsure if he was preparing or planning his death once he got there. His parents had bought him a diary since it was his first year at Hogwarts (they gave James a pair of new shoes since he burned his old ones) and Albus was planning on using it, especially on the train. Maybe he could write about how awful his first year would be, complain about friends and subjects, and write about his death in a poetic way. 

The squeals of his family brought him back into the actual time. Mum was hugging Aunt Hermione while Dad and Uncle Ron were talking, James was talking with Hugo about Quidditch, and Rose Granger-Weasley, the best cousin he could ask for, was looking as nervous as Albus was. 

“Hello Albus.” Rose had waved at him. 

“Rose Weasley-Granger!” 

Rose shoved his arm and rolled her eyes. The nickname was a way to make her mad but it was an inside joke between the cousins. 

“How are you feeling?” Rose questioned while she brushed off dust from her cardigan. 

“Nervous- scared. Sick.” Albus shrugged. 

He didn’t know what else to say, and he was being completely honest. 

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Can I ask what stuff are you comfortable writing before requesting? I don't wanna make you upset or uncomfortable 😭😭😭☝🏻

So like anything except smut and yeah, I’ll write abt like a lot of stuff except smut so anything basically 🤷

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Starting off is I’m new and want to write stuff so currently I’m writing for Doctor who, Hazbin Hotel, Harry Potter, and PJO but yeah IF YOU WANT ME TO WRITE ANYTHING JUST ASK 🙏🙏

ill post when i can and thats abt as much as i give 🕺🏻