Albus Severus Potter & Percy Weasley
Percy saw Albus standing alone and slowly made his way toward his nephew. "Hello," he said by way of greeting and glanced at the mask. "A bat, very nice." He wasn't familiar with Muggle comic books, so he assumed that Albus' costume was simply some sort of bat. "Are you doing alright?"
He didn't speak to his nieces and nephews as often as he should, but then again he didn't speak with his brothers and sister that often, either. For the longest time, he felt like the black sheep of the Weasleys, and his rift with his family prior to the War was still a thing in Percy's mind, even though it had happened a long time ago. He knew Albus had gone through a rough time, emotionally, and he wondered if there was anything he could do to help him.