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Albus S. Potter - Harry Potter - Barways

Mar 21, 2009 23:50

When next the door opens, a young boy of about sixteen happens to stumble through.

Upon first glance, one might think they recognize him - he's got the Potter signature looks after all (particularly the dark unkempt hair). He even has his grandmother's green eyes.

But on closer inspection, there are differences ( Read more... )

narcissa ausa, severus snape, albus potter

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littlemajesty March 22 2009, 04:00:27 UTC

The difference, of course, is age.

See, Cissa is five. Therefore, she is certain.

"Al!" she squeaks and waves.

Then blinks.

"You got tall!"

Cepheus and Scorpius are gonna be sooooooooooooo jealous!

honorbyname March 22 2009, 04:04:49 UTC

His eyes immediately shift, going to the little blonde girl.

The little blonde girl who apparently recognizes him.

He swallows again, an entire speech questioning her identity and how she knows him and how all of this is clearly impossible written in his head. Logically and eloquently, even.

But in the end, all that comes out is: "Um - whot?"

littlemajesty March 22 2009, 04:12:59 UTC

"This is 'coz of that time stuff, innit?" she asks, hopping down from her seat.

Holding a peculiar doll. As per the icon.

"Or you know th' other Scorpius. That one don't got me as a little sister."

honorbyname March 22 2009, 04:20:02 UTC

"You're not -" He takes a breath. "You're not making any sense."

Pause.

"You - know me?"

And Scorpius too, apparently. Though Albus doesn't remember Scorpius having a sister.

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bestunrevealed March 22 2009, 04:53:57 UTC

You know that S? There's another person with the 'everus' that follows it...

Sitting over there, reading a book.

He might be, one hazards to guess, recognizable. Or maybe he simply looks wizardly.

honorbyname March 22 2009, 05:00:18 UTC

Indeed, Albus has seen Snape's portrait at Hogwarts; his dad made sure one was put up.

So the boy - with wide eyes, now - simply blinks at the man. He is far too shy to approach him, though.

After all, he knows the meaning behind his middle name.

bestunrevealed March 22 2009, 05:03:29 UTC

Severus Snape is quite aware that he's being stared at. The boy is gawping, after all. So after a long moment, the older wizard looks up, and --

Has to stop for a moment and perhaps stare quizzically back. (Snape does not gawp. Not anymore.)

Those are Lily Evans eyes... but that is not Harry Potter's face.

honorbyname March 22 2009, 05:07:30 UTC

Oh, boll -

Um. Quick. Look away. (Look away!)

Except Albus doesn't.

He does look a little scared though, for having been caught staring.

"I - um." Finally, he glances down at the floor. "Er. Sorry, sir."

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cal_tas_tic March 22 2009, 10:59:42 UTC

There is a clunk as a chair leg hits the floor.

(Cal had been leaning back in his seat while playing games on his datapad. He is not anymore.)

"What am I wearing?"

honorbyname March 22 2009, 14:46:18 UTC

The clunking sound is what, first and foremost, grabs his attention.

Then there is the question to address. (He isn't exactly sure what Cal means by it.)

And finally, there's the fact that this boy looks strangely like him - in some ways.

So, swallowing, Albus opens his mouth to say something, waiting for a sentence of articulate words to simply stream out.

"...?"

Nothing happens.

cal_tas_tic March 22 2009, 14:54:02 UTC

Cal stares, waiting for some sort of response, and then slowly frowns.

He closes his datapad without looking down.

"You're not me," he decides. "--wait, are you my dad? Like, a teenage version? Oh, kriff, you're not my future kid, are you? I don't want a future kid-- no offence if you are, only I haven't even-- but that's not important."

Beat.

"Well, what's your name?"

honorbyname March 22 2009, 15:01:03 UTC

Albus blinks.

Finally, after a moment's pause, he manages to speak his name out. "Albus Potter," he replies, "I'm - Albus Potter."

He pauses, scrutinizing the other boy's features. He's seen pictures of his dad, so clearly this cannot be him.

Nevertheless, similar questions run through his head - only quietly.

"You ... who're you, then?"

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runs_with March 22 2009, 15:16:21 UTC

There's a girl perched on top of one of the tables within perfect door-watching range - legs swinging, pencil lightly tapping against her nose, and completely and utterly ignoring her homework - with a pair of (rather large) fluff-balls resting underneath.

"Oi!" she calls out (and that's a habit she picked up from somewhere rather familiar). "Boy the Littler!"

Okay, so he's not that much littler.

Technically - if one were to get technical about it - he's her age, if anything. But still. That's hardly the point.

honorbyname March 22 2009, 15:24:21 UTC

[ooc: YESSSSS.]

Albus, to his credit, doesn't jump up and simply run back to his world.

No, he stays where he is - that is, firmly glued to the door frame, it seems - and licks his lips anxiously.

He glances around him, trying to pinpoint where the voice came from while people continue to come and go through their entrance doors.

runs_with March 22 2009, 15:40:30 UTC

"Aw, c'mon," she laughs, bright and bemused. "'m not that hard to find, yeah?"

There is a distinct possibility that she's laughing at him.

Maybe.

Just a little.

(She does, however, applaud his bravery.)

honorbyname March 22 2009, 16:02:10 UTC

If anything, he is proving that James is not - in fact - always right.

Albus hasn't left yet.

"I - I know that voice," he mutters to himself, instead. An image of his brother and a girl with very canine-like qualities comes to mind, sneaking down the hall to his room with arms full of snacks and sweets from the kitchen cabinet.

Glancing around again, he spots her by the table.

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