Draco, however, would be in luck. Not immediately, but somewhere around noon, he would hear a somewhat familiar voice. "So Jessica ran by and said that a bunch of Yanks had moved in, and they were trying to figure out how the post worked but the addresses are written different across the pond--"

That would be Jake, tucked up with a bunch of other kids about his age. They all looked a bit like him in dress (Hipstery, really), grinning. A girl on her phone leaning against a bigger guy and another boy who was staring up at the sky.