"I expected to beat the crap out of him. That would have made me feel better," he answered.
Now, this he wanted to keep private. He grabbed Dylan's arm and walked through the crowd until he found a less busy area. "You're not going to die, Dylan. I would do anything for you and Craig and you know that. If you could do the same, then you would, and don't tell me otherwise. It's not your fault that Voldemort has a hard on for me."
He shook his head. "It's not heroics. It's common sense. Four of us can do or one of us can die. I'm not going to let three people die, because they want to play the heroes. I'm the only one that can do this, Dylan, but I'm not doing anything stupid. I'm waiting, giving them time to find a cure, but we might not have a choice. I can tell you if and when it happens, but you won't stop me, if not for yourself, for Scorpius and Allison."