He watched as his little girl's ice-blue eyes brightened with wonder. Then the whistle of the Hogwarts Express was blowing and parents were quickly ushering their children onto the train, giving last minute reminders. Further down the platform, Harry could see his niece and Scorpius waving goodbye to their own kids; further away still, he thought he could make out the turquoise curls of his godson, as Teddy and Lavender waved farewell to their daughter.