Harry Potter looked at the letter in his hands,

To: Mr. H. Potter

Cupboard Under the Stairs

No. 4, Privet Drive, Surrey, England

He smiled coldly, Oh this was going to be so much fun! Watch out Albus Dumbledore!

Tom Riddle looked at the Letter in his hands disbelieving,

To: Mr. T. Riddle

5th Room in the Left Hallway

St. Clements Orphanage, London, England

He then burst out laughing, Oh, how much he was going to enjoy this. Perhaps he could corrupt the old coot's golden boy? A thought for another time perhaps.

Gellert Grindelwald while fluent in English had not read in a long time, so it took him some time to begin reading,

To: Mr. G. Grindelwald

7th Room on the Second Floor

St. Edward's Orphanage, London, England

He looked a letter for a moment disbelieving before he began to plot, A Second Chance Perhaps? Well, no matter, Albus Dumbledore may enjoy the wand as long as he has it! I will get my wand back!

Tom Riddle arrived at Platform Nine and Three-Quarters an hour and an half before the Express was due to leave. He wanted to make sure that nothing could ruin his plans, and perhaps look for promising recruits. He walked down the train briskly and sat down in the last compartment he used to sit in when he used to go to Hogwarts.

Damn Potter, he thought, I finally managed to achieve my dream of taking control of Hogwarts, and Potter had to go and wreck it! No matter, I will make sure that Potter is in no position to interfere this time.

The thought that he might not be the only one to have come back did not even occur to him as he opened one of the books he had found in Knockturn Alley. He had only been reading for half an hour when the door opened and a blond haired boy entered, and 'No' thought Tom. It could not be...

Gellert Grindelwald arrived at Platform Nine and Three-Quarters an hour before the Express was due to leave, thanking the fates that during his friendship with Albus they had spoken about their Schools and the local shopping districts. Gellert walked through the Platform head held high, ignoring the student beginning to arrive, planning on sitting in the last compartment, remembering that Albus had once told him that it was one that was rarely disturbed. As he reached the last compartment he knocked. He opened the door and spoke to the boy with a German lilt, "Greetings. my name is Gellert Grindelwald."

Harry Potter arrived at Platform Nine and Three-Quarters half an hour before it was due to leave. He scowled, If I did not have to worry about making Dumbledore suspicious I would have arranged an... accident for Vernon. He swept through the Platform, planning on heading to the last compartment, unknowingly echoing the thoughts of Tom and Gellert in his wish for peace. As he reached the last compartment he knocked.

When their was no reply he opened the door. When he saw the two former(?) Dark Lords within, he chuckled internally. Oh this was going to be so much fun.

"Hello? My name is Harry Potter. What are your names?"