I want to read good news (Closed; Albus and Lily)

[secondpotter]

Who: Albus Potter and Lily Evans
What: Albus decides it's time to meet his grandmum
When: September 2, 1980
Where:Auturgy, Diagon Alley
Warning: None
Status: In Progress



[Albus arrives at Auturgy in Diagon Alley far more nervous than he appears. Reaching out to his Grandmum had been impulsive. He probably should have introduced himself in person before chatting with her as if they were old friends. Still, he couldn't ignore Lily's post. If he and Scorpius were to find a way out of this mess and put the world right again, they were going to need Lily's help. That didn't change the fact that the last time he saw his Grandmum... well, he should really say, the last time he heard her voice... it wasn't pleasant. Not by any stretch.

He takes a deep breath before he enters the shop. Normally, he'd browse through the aisles, picking up bottles and vials since he can't seem to enter a shop without touching everything. Today, however, he walks straight up to the counter.]

Hello? Lily... er... Miss... Evans?

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[secondpotter]

[Albus sits on the stool across from Lily, his fingers drumming on his knees. How much should he tell her? Probably no more than the basics. Still, he's pretty excited to speaking to his grandmum for the first time which means Albus will be prone to babbling.]

Let's see... I'm not sure where to begin. Probably the biggest difference between myself and my Dad is that he's a Gryffindor and I'm a Slytherin. We don't see eye to eye on a lot of things, actually. Everyone says I look like him but once they get to know me they find out I'm nothing like my Dad.

[Albus trails off. He hadn't meant to go on about his father and the fact that even though their relationship was better than it had been years before, they still were very different people.]

[fishpetals]

You're a Slytherin?

[ there's no judgment there - lily's even smiling a little, head tilted aside. ] About time that family had one. I could have been. Hat finally decided Gryffindor. Of course, then my best friend got sorted into Slytherin...

[ it's a little sad, but she perks up again. ] There's nothing wrong with being different from your parents! You're your own person, not a clone of them. [ a beat. ] All right. Albus Potter, Slytherin, his own person. Anything else you feel comfortable telling me?

[secondpotter]

[As Lily speaks, Albus can't help but grin. He should have known she wouldn't care that he was a Slytherin or that he didn't measure up to his Dad the way most people expected him to.]

I'm not the only one here. My best mate, Scorpius, he's here, too. Which is kind of brilliant because if anyone can figure out how to get us back home it's Scorpius. He's the smartest person I know. I know he'd love to meet you. I'm not so bad at potions, but he can talk circles around me.

[fishpetals]

I'm glad you have someone familiar with you. I'm sure it makes things easier, though I'm also sure you wish he was back where he belongs.

[ she pauses, thoughtful, before that smile returns. ] I'd love to meet him too. Whenever he can come see me is fine by me. [ a hum, and she pushes a little of his hair back - it's so strange, having someone so close to her age being her grandson. ] You like potions?

[secondpotter]

I'm sure it won't take long before Scorpius comes by. [Albus grins, half expecting Scorpius to pop in right at this moment.]

Yeah. Outside of Charms, Potions is my next favorite. There's something simple about mixing ingredients to create a potion. Even though there are loads of ways a potion can go horribly bad, it's all based on a logical set of rules. I like that. A bit like cooking, in a way.