"The Scottish Highlands?" Lysander suggested with a small grin. The apartments they had seen were dumps and he was quite sure that even with their mother's liberal outlook, she wouldn't want them living in somewhere where mold was the theme of the decoration.
"Yeah, I guess," he said, scratching at his hair and looking across at his twin. "Just worrying about Albus, wondering if I should send him an owl to see if he knows anything more. It's got to be so tough for him, James and Lily."
Their drinks came and he thanked the waitress. "Anyway, first week of your training is over. So did you meet anybody nice?"