"Two sightings in Moscow, I'd say that's out best bet," Harry muttered, passing Ron a file. "She's also been sighted in Norway, but that was three weeks ago. I'm thinking she purposely let her self be spotted there to lead us down the wrong path."

"I'm putting my money on Russia as well, mate," Ron yawned. "But you know the second she gets wind that we're in the country she'll flee."

"Which is why I place half a dozen undercover Aurrors all the city," Harry told him. "Once they see her, they notify us with those coins Hermione gave us and we'll be there in seconds. She won't have time to go anywhere."

"Brilliant," Ron said, getting up off the Potter's couch. "What time is it?"

"Little after one," Harry replied, looking at his watch.

"Hermione, you ready?" Ron yelled in the kitchen, where his wife was talking with Ginny. "I'm exhausted."

"Yes, I'm ready," Hermione said, coming into the living room. "Where's Hugo?"

"Probably passed out in Lily's room," Ginny said. "He can spend the night; I'll take him home after breakfast."

"Thanks, Gin," she said gratefully. "Well, I guess we won't have to bother with the Floo then, we can just-"

The four turned around at the sound of a series of loud pecks at the window behind the sofa Harry was sitting on. He opened the window and two owls fluttered in.

"Oh, that will be from the kids," Hermione said.

"Here," Harry said, untying the letter that was attached to Rose's tawny owl. He then untied the letters from his son's own owl.

"Excellent!" Ron said happily, ripping open his daughter "Rosie made it into Gryffindor!"
"That's wonderful!" Hermione beamed. "I'm so proud of her."

"She must be excited," Ginny smiled. "Open Albus's letter, Harry."

Harry set James's letter aside for a second as he tore open the one addressed from Albus.

Dear mum and dad,

I got into Gryffindor. I'm so relieved that it's finally done, and I don't have to listen to James tell me I'm going to be stuck in Slytherin anymore. Speaking of James, he somehow charmed my shoes to tap dance on their own on our way up from dinner tonight. I had to dance around until Rose found me and undid the spell. Hogwarts seems great so far, but classes start tomorrow, so I'll see how those go.

See you at Christmas!

-Al

"And the family tract stays clean," Ron said. "Knew he would make it into Gryffindor."

"Yeah," Harry grinned. "I told him he'd be fine; poor bloke was worrying about it the whole train ride over, I bet." He picked up James's letter and opened it.

Hi mum and dad,

I suppose Al already told you that he got put into Gryffindor. I'm real happy for him and everything, but right before Louis and I were going up to our dormitory with our friends, he asked me if I could show him where all his classes were. Can you talk to him about that? Because I'm a second year, you know. I can't just go taking first years on tours. Something really weird happened at the Sorting this evening. Scorpius Malfoy, the one whose dad and dad were enemies in school got put into Gryffindor too! Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on him for you, but you might want to write McGonagall and tell her that it's probably time for a new Sorting Hat.

-James

P.S. Can you send my History of Magic book to me? I think it's on my desk, but it could also be under the bed.

"Malfy's son's in Gryffindor?" Ron exclaimed. "Bloody hell, what's going on here?"

"Wonder how Draco's taking that news," Harry said. "Oh damn. This means Scorpius and Albus are sharing a dorm."

"Stop it, you two," Hermione frowned. "You've never even met Scorpius. How do you know he's anything like his father used to be?"

"You don't get it, Hermione," Ron said, shaking his head. "Harry and Draco wore enemies all throughout school. Draco tried to kill Harry tons of times and-"

"Kill? That's a bit much," Ginny said. "Draco was horrible, but he wasn't a murderer. You know that, Harry."

"He's not a murderer," Harry agreed. "But that doesn't make him a better wizard all of the sudden."

"Well maybe his son is," Hermione said. "Anyway, we should be going. Thanks again for letting Hugo stay."

"No problem," Ginny said. "See you tomorrow."

Hermione and Ron disapperated back to their own home with a loud pop, leaving Harry and Ginny alone in the living room.
"You know," Ginny said. "During the summer when they're screaming and yelling all over the place, I couldn't wait for them to go to Hogwarts, but now with two of them gone…"

"You miss them?" Harry said.

"Don't you?"

"Of course. No matter how many times I have to pull one of them away before they kill the other."

"I think I'm going to go to bed," Ginny said. "I have to cover the Holyhead match at ten in the morning. Are you coming up?"

"Yes," Harry yawned.

Just as he was about to start up the steps, the shirt pocket where he kept the magical coins Hermione invented that Aurrors used to communicate grew hot.

Claridina had been spotted.