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Wayne winced. "Sorry about your Dad. He's missing out on having a kickass son, for what it's worth," he told Ernie.

It was easy to be unhappy if you didn't think about it that much, Wayne had discovered, but having it brought to light like that, even obliquely, made him sorely want a drink.

Dammit.

"Well, here's to all the queer Hufflepuff guys suddenly living on top of each other again," he improvised, raising his coke and 'clinking' rims with Ernie's matching paper cup.

And as is custom with toasts, he took a long drink. It had less rum than he'd like for a coke, but whatever. He'd resolved to try the wagon thing again.

"May the powers that be have mercy on all of our souls."

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