As a child my sister always woke me up in the morning, for as long as I could remember, often with a smile on her face and a annoying quip just ready to roll of her tongue. Even when I had a nightmare at four AM she would be there, with a cup of steaming chocolate milk and an offer to talk if I wanted to. I never did, but that's beside the point. Eventually we both grew up and the habit stopped. Still, her waking me is on of my fondest childhood memories, it is fitting in a way that this is how the story starts...

"Harry! Wake! Up! We're going to Diagon Alley and I don't wanna be late!" Was the first thing Harry heard on the morning our story starts.

Harry groaned. Note to self: no staying up past 2 AM, birthday party or not. He honestly didn't understand how Tony did it.

"Jaime, not everyone is part plant and needs a little bit of sunshine to stop being sleepy"

Jaime (who most definitely preferred Jara) just rolled her sky blue eyes "I'm not part plant and if you're not in the kitchen in five minutes, I'll show you why."

"Yeah, yeah, go. I'll be there in a minute or two".

-QoK/THS-

Four minutes (and 50 seconds) later Harry walked into the kitchen and was greeted with a familiar sight; Marie, youngest of his older triplet sisters, was bouncing around (who had given her caffeine?) and her glasses were bouncing with her, it was a funny sight.

Laura, the middle one, in both length and age (her own words, not Harry's), was eating sandwiches and drinking cold milk while grumbling about the heat. Laura wasn't a fan of summer, or heat, or warmth at all actually. Though it was worse in the morning.

Jaime, the second oldest of Harry's sisters and the oldest triplet, was eating warm chocolate muffins. Her glasses (that she had grabbed somewhere between waking him up and getting her breakfast) had damp on them for some un-explainable reason. She was video-chatting. Harry couldn't see who she was talking too, but judging by the science-y talk she was talking to either Peter, Tony or both. Maybe Barry too.

Lois and Clark were just eating their breakfast like normal people, good for them.

Harry grabbed his breakfast and started eating it, while he was doing that he was thinking about how his life was going to change when he started.

First and foremost was of course spending 9/10 months a year, seven years long, in Scotland. He hadn't lived in the UK since he was four and his memories of living there weren't all that happy. While Harry had been attending Ilvermorny for four years, Ilvermorny was mainly a day school, only a boarding school for kids who lived too far away, didn't want to correspond and didn't have means to get to school quickly (Floo travel, Portkey, apparition, brooms, superspeed).

Another big change would be the size of the classes.

The Magical communities of the US, Canada and Mexico had been greatly reduced by the wars of the last 2.5 centuries, there were maybe a million witches and wizards in the US, of which only half didn't completely leave behind the magical world behind as soon as they could, a fifth mainly lived in the muggle world. About 15 percent had dual jobs (like a magical CSI mainly did muggle crime scenes, but they are also qualified to do magical ones, and most Aurors mainly work in muggle law-enforcement), 10 percent lived in the Magical world completely and the rest were kids.

Most of those kids did correspondence courses so their muggle education wouldn't be completely and utterly screwed up and there were three schools including Ilvermorny. the result was that classes were ridiculously small.

He expected the classes at Hogwarts to be bigger.

Lastly, but most importantly, he would simply miss his family.

He was just finishing up when a loud voice rang out from Jara's spot;

"Screw you Tony! My suits are way prettier than yours!"

Tony then.

-QoK/THS-

About 20 minutes later the whole family was gathered in front of the fireplace, ready to go to Diagon Alley.

"Are you all ready? Do you have your lists?" All the kids nodded. "Ok" Clark stepped into the fireplace with his wife yelling "DIAGON ALLEY". After Lois and Clark, Jaime and Marie went and after them Laura and Harry went.

The first few minutes after arriving were spent hugging and involved a heavy amount of insults and jibes exchanges between different sibling. Fred and George were always insulting each other while Ginny snarked at the both of them and Ron, Percy and Angelina visibly decided not to get involved, Luna was busy frustrating the heck out of Cedric with her Nargels and Humdingers. Colin and Dennis were (quite like the other set of twins) always sniping at each other and even Jara and Marie had joined in on the 'Fun'.

Joy.

Luckily for Harry's sanity and ego, the adults quickly intervened and the shopping trip soon started. Nothing particularly interesting happened during the trip. The only interesting thing that happened was when Harry, Colin and Dennis were at Madam Malkins and there was this pale blond boy, whose attitude just screamed 'Pureblood!', and the more words came from his mouth the more Harry had the feeling he was rather prejudiced also. Colin and Dennis noticed it too, Colin seemed to have found a permanent footrest the shape of his twins foot.

Dennis was limping the rest of the day.

Surprisingly enough the rather large group had finished the majority of their school shopping in the morning, as chaotic as a group with three of his siblings, Fred, George and more than half a dozen cases of ADD could be, they did get things done rather quickly. The group ate lunch in one of the private rooms at the Leaky Cauldron and topics of conversation rang from "Is Barry the Bucky Barnes or the Peggy Carter to Kara's Steve Rogers?" to "When are Pepper and Tony getting married?".

After lunch they finished their shopping and went home. That evening Harry went to bed early.