"I can't let any of them in," William said, with a very mild note of despair. "We should probably check the rest of the castle, though, make sure everyone is all right." And also see that they didn't have a beached whale somewhere gasping for breath.
He looked over at Pete, whose lion was practically buried beneath admirers. "It's nice to see that you're taking this in stride," he drawled. "You want Gryffindor? I'll take Ravenclaw."