Colin nodded. "That was part of the reason I took so many pictures." he told Chris when he told him Dennis had been jealous. "I just knew that he'd get to come too, and I wanted to show him how brilliant it was so he could look forward to it when he got to come." He'd wanted to share everything about Hogwarts with his family especially those first few years.
He didn't think he would ever get used to this. To knowing he'd died, that life had gone on without him, that his friends and family had grown up and had children. And he wondered how they would look at him - seeing Dennis and Cormac already showed him just how hard it was for them to see him alive again, he didn't want to have to see those sorts of looks again - but maybe they were inevitable.
When Chris hugged him Colin let himself hug him tightly, fighting back the urge to cry - this was all just too much. If Cormac and Dennis were having trouble doing this how was he supposed to handle it? He was still just a kid after all.
"I just." He started and stopped his voice tight with emotion. "I don't know what to do anymore." He told Chris. "Everyone I knew, and Cormac." He stopped himself for a moment. "He wouldn't even look at me after we got to St. Mungo's. Everything is so messed up, and I don't know how to fix it." Strangely, he felt a small amount of relief just voicing all the things that had been building up in them - they were of course no where near fixed but knowing that someone else knew now that he wasn't just carrying it all around on his own made him feel a little better."