By the time that the game almost ended, the nations and Dumbledore arrived to the Quidditch field.

North Italy and Germany watched their son, as he kept throwing a ball into one of the hoops. The female was quite worried that he would fall off, but was quite impressed at how he handled himself on a broom. She knows about the game, due to her magical community. Yet, she never really thought about getting onto one of the brooms due to fear of heights. So it was nice to know that he doesn't share the same fears as hers. He had great talent. Her husband thought that his son had quite good balance to manage to twist and turn in a snap. But from what he could see from the distance, the boy needed to be trained. He had a lot of meat on those arms and legs but they were at most fat. Right away, he started to create a training schedule for him.

South Italy and Spain also watched their son. He seemed quite content to just fly around in a happy and cheerful mood. So much so, that he almost looked like he was hopping on midair. Katarina really wanted her son to get down from there and hug him to tell herself that he really was there, safe and sound. Spain chuckled as he watched his son's childish and carefree behavior. He reminded him of himself quite a bit. He wondered if the boy got any personality traits from his wife... which he hoped not. He loves her and all, but her curses and temper was enough to deal with.

France and England watched their daughter block the ball again and again. France was so happy when she saw her daughter. She had the most cutest and beautiful face that she had ever seen. She looked a lot like her, and the nation was thankful for that. She didn't know what she would do if the girl gained her father's haircut or huge eyebrows. She shivered at the thought. Nobody should have those traits. But that was just a passing thought. What she really wanted to do was get to know the girl and make up for all the years that they've missed. England smiled with proudness at his daughter. He never thought that she would be an amazing Quidditch player. A moment later England proudness turned into sadness, as he continued to watch his daughter. He missed so many birthdays and holidays that they could have spent together. He could have done so much during those years, but yet it was taken away from both him and his wife. It felt like they were meeting a complete stranger. He planned on fixing it right away, and wasn't going to waste any time in doing so.

England wasn't the only one who thought of this. Everybody felt bad and planned on doing the same thing as the English gentleman. So to say that they were going to let their children leave their sides anytime soon was an underestimation.

Finally, the three landed. Custodio shouted in a dramatic way:

"The winner is Shaquila. Good luck Rinaldo, have fun."

It seems that Rinaldo didn't listen to a word he said, because he was sulking. Shaquila looked quite smug, and the best thing is that she didn't have to give up her books for a whole month. She teased her sulking friend:

"Don't worry. I'm going to find a very pretty dress for you to wear. Maybe I could find a wig and makeup as well."

The brown headed boy heard that and looked ready to cry. He wondered what he ever done to deserve that. Custodio turned his head and his green eyes narrowed. He told his friends:

"Um, guys, we're caught."

"Huh?"

The two asked as they stared at him confused. They followed his gaze and found themselves floored at what they saw, their parents and the headmaster. The nervousness from before came back, accompanied with fear. They had two options, run or go to them. In their panic and nervousness, they went with the clear option. They got onto their brooms and flew away. Before they could get away, they felt magic surround them. The next thing that they knew, they landed in front of the headmaster.

Dumbledore looked down at them with clear amusements. He asked:

"Now, would you enlighten me as to why you weren't in bed?"

The three kids looked down their feet in shame. They were caught. Shaquila answered for all of them:

"W-W-We're sorry professor, b-b-but too much took place for us to stay in place. W-We had to get out of there."

The old man nodded in understanding. He was there when the whole family drama took place. So he understood their decisions. He asked once more:

"What were you doing out here for the past few hours?"

It was Rinaldo's turn to answer.

"We played some Quidditch and tag then rested. We didn't do much other than that."

"So would you explain to me the little drama that took place just a few moments ago?"

That question got an embarrassed Rinaldo to blush and Shaquila to look smug. Custodio answered that one with a chuckle.

"The two here had a bet."

"Oh? What was it, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Not at all. The bet was that if Shaquila managed to block 10 times by the end of the game, Rinaldo had to wear a dress and go around saying how much he loves Malfoy. Rinaldo said that if she misses five times, then she has to give up her books for a whole month. So you can guess who won."

The headmaster chuckled with warmth.

"Did you have a purpose for being up there with them?"

"I did have a purpose. I was to make sure that they didn't cheat. But I turned into an announcer in the end. It was a lot of fun too."

Custodio smiled with brightness in the end. He never had the chance to really settle down and enjoy himself. The headmaster relaxed a bit at the sight of the smile. For as long as he could remember, ever since the boy came to Hogwarts, he never gave a real smile. Now that he did, he appeared to be free and look like his actual age. Dumbledore didn't know why that was, but he didn't care at the moment. He was just happy that the child, whom he saw as a grandson, finally let himself loose. The old age wizard then remembered about the elder nations. He said to the children as he waved towards the direction of the nations:

"Children, I would like you to meet your parents."

He watched as they looked at the nations with nervousness. He noticed that they haven't moved an inch towards them when he introduced the two groups. So he decided to help them a bit. He walked behind the trio and guided them to their parents. The old magical beings didn't need to be introduced to their children, since they obviously knew whose child was whose. Without wasting any time, the parents hugged their respectable child. At the moment, the said parents ignored what they heard, for now. They had other things to do.

Out of the entire trio, Custodio was the one who flinched at the contact, which he regretted. His parents frowned at his actions, looked at each other then back at him. His mother asked him:

"Are you alright?"

He blushed in embarrassment and nodded. He, once more, was smothered in her hug. Never, for as long as he could remember, has he ever been hugged in such a loving way. Molly never counted, because it felt out of place when she did hug him. Maybe to his friend it felt like it. But this was a whole new thing for him.

With Shaquila, her mother spoke in a rapid speed.

"I'm so happy to have you back amoureux (1). You don't know how much we missed you. We have so much to catch up to."

The daughter stared with wide eyes at her mother's behavior. Her father looked a bit annoyed at the woman he loves. He ignored her behavior and spoke to his daughter with a soft smile.

"Welcome back to the family, Shaquila."

Shaquila felt warmth evolve in her heart. She smiled and hugged both of her parents. After a moment, she pulled away a bit and talked with the same rapid speed as that of her mother's. The subjects were all over the place, but the parents smiled and listened to every word she said.

With Rinaldo, it was an awkward situation. After what happened on Saturday with the Weasley family, he didn't know how to act. Should he be happy to be with his real family? How long did he need to wait to call them mom and dad? There were so many questions, but he wasn't sure what the answers were. All he could do in the end was let his birth mother pull him into a literal breathtaking hug. He watched her as she cried and rocked them a bit. He felt a hand rest on top of his shoulder. Rinaldo looked up, to meet with the same pair of eyes as his. They belonged to his father. The man gave a small smile and nodded towards him. The son didn't know how, but he could tell that it was his way to say welcome back. Rinaldo smiled and hugged his mother back. Yes, he needed time to adjust, but it was going to be worth it.

Dumbledore watched the reunion with a smile and watering eyes. He was happy for the children. They deserved to be with their real families after all they went through for the last few years. At least that was what he thought, since he didn't know much about their family life. All that he knew was that this wasn't going to be the last time that they would see the trio.

After getting their things, the trios said farewell to the professors and headmaster and left the grounds with a portkey.

(1) Sweetheart