Getting Sorted

"Hm... What do we have here? An excellent mind, nonetheless... But there's something else here...."
Albus Potter gripped the edges of the stoll, his eyes clenched shut, "Please be Gryffindor. Please be Gryffindor," Albus muttered to himself over and over again. His father, Harry Potter, said it didn't matter which house he got put in but to Albus, it did. He just had to be in Gryffindor. He just had to. He had to prove to himself that he was brave, like James, his older brother.
"Ah, bravery. Yes, yes, that's here also..." The hat muttered to Albus, whispering in his ear. "RavenClaw would do you good... But, Gryffindor? Okay, if that's what you want," The Sorting Hat stopped whispering and yelled to the Great Hall, "GRYFFINDOR!"
The Gryffindor exploded into cheers as the other tables clapped poiletly. Albus grinned as he ran off the stoll, forgetting to take the Sorting Hat off. He turned red as he turned around, handing the hat to, "Thomas, Erin," He smiled at the black boy, turning around and running to the table.
James came from his group of friends to congradulate his brother, "Nice, Albus!" He grinned at his brother before going back to the end of the table, where his friends were waiting. Albus couldn't believe it. He was in Gryffindor, which, in his opinion, is the best house there is. Well, RavenClaw wouldn't be too bad either.... He glanced back up as they called the last students up.
"Weasly, Hugo!" Hugo scurried up the steps, pulling that hat onto his head.
It didn't take long before the hat placed him next to Albus, calling, "GRYFFINDOR!"
Hugo grinned, shoving the hat at the Headmistress, Professor McGonagall. He stumbled into the seat next to Albus. "Here comes Rose," He muttered to Albus excitedly.
"Weasly, Rose!"
Albus grinned, watching Rose as she excitedly jammed the hat onto her head. He casted a quick glance around the room, only to see Scorpius Malfoy staring at Rose too. There was something in his eyes. A warm emotion, something not expected from those of the Slytherin house. Hope. He was hoping that Rose would be in Slytherin! The nerve of him! Rose was smarter than him and all the First Years! She deserved to be in RavenClaw, not Slytherin!
The Sorting Hat shouted, disturbing Albus's train of thought, "GRYFFINDOR!"
Albus grinned as Rose ran, setting the hat neatly on the stoll. She took the seat across from them, chattering on and on about her new house, "I always thought I'd be in RavenClaw, or even HufflePuff,"
"Naw, Rosie. You were made to be in Gryffindor," Her brother assured her. "Trust me," He gave her a toothy grin.
Albus nodded, "Yeah, Rose. You deserve to be here,"
Rosie nodded, "Yeah... Maybe you guys are right," She smiled at them and looked behind Albus's shoulder, only to see Scorpius Malfoy staring right back at her