Re: Bryn, Jazz, Craig ?
'I'm not stubborn.' Jazz frowned, wincing slightly as the cut on his side slowly healed itself. It was the strangest thing, having skin re-knit fast enough for you to feel it. 'I can deal with scars, have enough of them.' He gave the ruined t-shirt a rueful look, one less and he didn't know when he'd be able to nip to the shops again. 'Thanks Craig.' He leaned in and kissed the younger wizard's cheek quickly.
'Bryn is here. I haven't seen Dylan or Oliver. Have you seen Cedric? He was on the train.' Pulling on his robes again, he wondered aloud about his cousin. 'Most people got off the train right? I mean, they're kids, you'd think the Death Eaters would leave them alone.'