It was time to go home and everyone where getting on the train to head back home. Harry went into one of the lavatories and started to change clothes. He slipped on the boxer briefs, shirt, slacks, socks, vest and tie. Then he put on the tie tack, pendant and watch. Finally he put on his glasses and took a look at himself in the mirror and smiled.

He looked amazing, "wow." He said simply, "I can't wait to meet whoever it is that waiting for us." He walked out and pulled out the last letter he had gotten.

Well Harry, this is the last letter before we see each other. When you get to London, you and the others will head to Heathrow where there will be tickets waiting on you all to come to the States. You will be going to New Orleans, La once you get there you'll get another letter and it will explain everything; who we are and what you mean to us. Can't wait to see you.

Harry went into his compartment and saw Fleur, but she was supposed to be there. Who else he saw was a surprise. It was Hermione, Neville, Daphne, Tracy, Luna, Susan and Hannah. Everyone were in purple and gold, and had a fleur de lis on their person.

"So, you guys are the others?" He said, Hermione got up and hugged him tightly. They talked about what was going on. All of their relatives were already in New Orleans. "Okay, do you guys know what's going on?"

"We are going to be enrolled into a new school." Said Hermione.

"It's name is 'Moussette school of witchcraft, wizardry and voodooism'." Said Luna.

"Okay, what do we know about it?"

"Like Hogwarts; there are four houses." Said Neville, "Wolfthorn, Hawkridge, Foxcrest and Bearglove."

"The qualities for Wolfthorn are; Selflessness, responsibility and teamwork. Hawkridge are; Honesty, intelligence and Patience. Foxcrest; Loyalty, cunning and resourcefulness. Finally, Bearglove; Bravery, curiosity and leadership. All of which we all could be in." Said Hermione.

"Well, we'll have to wait and see then." Said Harry.

Later the train came in to the station and they got off. No one noticed them as they called for the wizard bus and headed for Heathrow.

Once there, they got on the plane and headed to the States, never to be seen again.

Later Dumbledore had found out that Harry was gone, he didn't show up at the Durselys. "Where is he?" He said, he tried some of Harry's friends but they couldn't be found. "Where are they?"

Meanwhile, the plane landed in New Orleans.

(Louis Armstrong New Orleans International Airport)

Harry and the gang got off the plane and headed for the terminal. Just then they had seen a driver holding with the fleur de lis sign. He was dressed in a purple and gold. "I guess we head for him?" Said Harry, they headed right for him.

The driver smiled, "Harry Potter and friends?" He said, they nodded. "Follow me," so they walked to a huge bus. It was purple and gold with a fleur de lis on it.

"Wow, whoever they are; they like the fleur de lis." Said Neville.

"By the way," said Daphne. "What does fleur de lis mean?"

"Flower of lily," said Hermione and Fleur.

"So your name means 'flower'." Said Tracy to Fleur.

"Oui," she said. They all got on and as Harry was the last one on, he was grabbed in a tight hug.

"HARRY!" Said a flying female body, she was dressed in purple and gold, with long reddish-black hair, hazel eyes and very beautiful skin. She took his hand and had him sit down next to her.

"Okay," he said.

"Who am I? My name's Rose Alice Potter, I am your twin sister." She said with a smile as she hugged him again. The others were in shock, twin sister?

"Wait, twin sister?"

"Yep," the bus had went all the way to a huge manor and waiting on them was a very beautiful woman with red hair and green eyes and dressed in a purple and gold dress, (think Merida's dress in 'Brave') gold stockings and flats. Once they got off, she smiled and when she saw Harry, tears started to fall out of her eyes.

Harry recognized the woman, he had seen her in pictures and in the Mirror of Erised. "M-Mom?" He said, she walked right for him and gave him a hug.

"My Son!" She cried as she held him, "my darling son." With that, Mother and child were reunited.

TBC