"Are you ready?" Harry asked the blue haired boy standing next to him.

He grinned and said, "Yeah." Then looked up at his godfather's expectant face, rolled his eyes, and recited, "And I know it doesn't matter what house I'm sorted into."

"Unless it's Slytherin." A younger boy with reddish brown hair added.

"James!" Ginny sighed as his eyes sparkled with mischief.

The blue haired boy laughed, "I'd better get on the train so I can find a seat." He said.

"Teddy are you sure you have everything?" Harry asked.

"You've asked me a million times!" He groaned, then checked in his rat cage, "Where's Morph?"

Suddenly a delighted squeal drew their attention to the two-year-old girl next to them. She was sitting on the ground with the small rat running up her arm.

"How on earth did he open the cage?" Ginny asked.

"I think I know." Harry smiled, looking at his other son. Albus was standing to the side steadily going redder and redder.

"I'll put him back." He said sheepishly, collecting Teddy's pet from his sister.

"Well," Teddy said, turning to face the Potters, "I'm definitely ready now."

Ginny smiled at the confident boy dressed in jeans and a sweatshirt and said, "They'd all be proud. Your parents and your grandmother."

He nodded, "I hope so. By the end of the year they'll definitely be."

"Let's get you on the train so you can show them!" Harry smiled.

They went in for a quick family hug, and then Teddy picked up his trunk and cages.

"See you at Christmas!" He called as he stepped onto the train.

He found a clear compartment and slid his trunk up onto the rack. The whistle blew and he put Morph on a seat and rushed to the window.

"Good luck!" Albus called.

"Make a name for yourself." Harry reminded him.

"And make sure it's a bad one." James added helpfully, earning an eye roll from his mother.

Teddy grinned as Ginny yelled, "And owl us at least once a week!"

"I'll try!" He agreed, as the train pulled out of the station. Lily jumped up and down calling his name over and over as he rolled away. Finally they chugged out of sight and he was left on his own in his compartment. He plopped down on the seat next to Morph and looked out of the window, wondering if this was how his parents had felt when they'd sat on the train for the first time in seven years.