"He what? Jam-" He frowned, then paled, because of course James would do that and he was so going to kick his fucking arse for it too. The hell he'd do anything of the sort. If he was going to do anything that was remotely related to Voldemort, which was so utterly stupid, then he was coming too.
"Huh?" Dylan was too distracted to think of where to live right now. He brushed Scorpius away with a waive of his hand. "Yeah I'm not moving here, that's that. If I get in need of constant bed rest, I'm sure they'll bring me here no matter what I think but until then I'm staying put."
His mind was too occupied with the thought of James right now to consider anything else, so he just nodded and made some agreeing noise. He looked around to see if he could spot Jamie, and when he couldn't, he turned back to Scorpius.
"Just what has Jamie told you?" he asked, serious now. "Details, what's he planning? When is he planning it?"