It had been about two days since Hermione's magical accident but other than the streak in her hair, she was fine. It did keep her from the practical magic shows that Tony had encoraged them to try in his lab. Instead, she and Ron went to use their surprisingly seldom used phones from Tony. Not surprising was the lack of messages from the Weasleys as Ron mentioned they didn't exactly use electrical outlets. What was surprisng was the lack of messages from Harry. So, in order to deal with it, Clint suggested a more archaic approach.

Dear Harry,

I don't know if I need to say dear considering we're friends. What do you think?

Anyway, how are you? Enjoying your summer so far? I haven't been able to reach you on the phone Tony got for you so dad suggested I send a letter. So here goes.

It's been pretty wild here. Course, there was the whole seeing my dad which has been awesome. Dad keeps getting into little bets with my Aunt Tasha. He also keeps losing them. Like who could scare Tony more. I've sent a picture of my dad in an Ironman onsie she made him wear after the bet to prove I'm not lying. Tony seemed to think it was hilarious... once he got over the whole trying to scare him bit.

I'm learning some new spells from Doctor Strange too. They're not exactly going well, but when I've got it down, we'll never have to run back to the room to grab things (That's probably not true. Maybe not cross the room?) I can pull and push things. It's a little strong but it's not bad. I think I could use it on Malfoy if he's being a jerk.

Hermione's alright too. She's writing you a letter too. But I think you should know something. She had a bit of a small accident recently. Nothing bad. But she's got a streak in her hair now. Not very big but still noticeable. We don't know if it's permenant or not yet so don't be too surprised? I don't know.

I know you don't celebrate the fourth of July but I really think you'd enjoy being here. We're all going to be on top of Stark tower as we watch the fireworks go off. Have you ever seen fireworks go off before? I don't know if they have any certain days they set them off over in England.

I'm looking forward to it though. This is going to be my first year being able to see them like everyone else. Outside in the open and at full volume. Dad's gonna cheat by taking out his hearing aid out for it I know he is. You think I could get him back with Tony's help?

I've been looking at the weather in England. Does it really rain that much during the summer? It's been fairly dry here.

How are you coming on your homework? Dad's having me work on a different class a week to get the homework done. Thankfully we don't need to cast anything. Especially for Transfiguration.

Apparently, flight from Britain to America isn't easy on old rats.

Well, it's all I've got to say for now. Get your phone working Harry so we can chat!

Ron.

"Snail mail? Really?" Tony snorted seeing Ron prepare the letter. Hermione didn't seem to mind and answered curtly, "Harry hasn't been answering any of out messages from our phones. So we figured we would try it this way."

"Guys have your letters ready?" Clint asked as he entered the room dressed in a grey hoodie, a nondiscript ball cap and a pair of large tacky sunglasses.

"Dad, why are you dressed like that?" Ron asked warily. Clint placed a ball cap over Ron's own fiery red hair and offered him a pair of sunglasses as well.

"Paparazzi."

"What?"

"Congrats kid you're famous," Tony dryly explained. "And not even the regular kind. You have your own "groupies"."

"Shove it tin head. Ron, you were kind of talked about with the court case and dealing with your guardianship. And while I doubt that anyone will be too aggressive about meeting you, I'd rather not have your face in some magazine making rumors and overall stalking you."

"Most magic people avoid muggles though," Hermione stated, "they didn't seem interested in anything non magical."

"Except indoor plumbing," Ron added.

"Everybody loves indoor plumbing," Clint responded immediately, "Outhouses and holes in the floor suck."

Hermione looked both curious and disgusted. Tony just looked disgusted and disinterested.

"But stalkers are stalkers. And America is not quite Britian Ron," Clint chuckled.

"Trust me dad. I know. Can't we talk about something else?"

"Sure. What do you two want on the fourth? I'm thinking hotdogs and burgers," Clint suggested.

"Dad, chicken thighs."

"I thought the only chicken you ate was in dinosaur form?"

Ron felt his face flush slightly as his lips peeled back into a grin at the jab.

"I was six. And you said it was the only way to eat chicken."

"The only acceptable way," he responded sagely, "for a tiny kid."

Ron groaned when Hermione snorted at the exchange. Tony just rolled his eyes and left for his lab.

Harry sat within his room as the sun set, Hedwig upset and in her cage.

"I know girl. You need to keep quiet a bit longer. Just so Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon are asleep. I don't want them to lock you up for the rest of summer," Harry comforted Hedwig with a light stroke of her feathers. Hedwig gave a quiet hoot but for the moment settled down. Harry looked back at his schoolwork he had smuggled from his once sleeping quarters below the stairs. Along with his wand and charms book, he brought up the gift from someone he believed was either Ron or Hermione's uncle.

A rather new and very sleek cell phone. Unused and not active. As pleasant as the device was, he couldn't exactly use it. His aunt and uncle would never pay for it to work anyway. It was best to keep it in the best condition for when he could actually use it. Even if it wasn't until after he graduated from Hogwarts.

Well, we have another chapter here don't we? Yep. Another one. Another.

I should probably calm down a bit. Hope you are all enjoying the new year so far. I think I am!