"Been to Gryffindor." He pushed his bangs awkwardly out of his face and shrugged, pushing his hands into his pockets. "Thought I'd head down to the basement. Check and see how Brendon and the Slytherins are doing. Maybe zip down to the pitch and make sure none of my kids are marooned up in the stands."
He was kind of hoping he'd run into Gabe and some point in his wanderings. It had been ages since they'd fucked shit up together, and he was looking forward to the nostalgia. He was not, however, looking forward to mentioning Gabe to William again. Not after...last week.
"Ryland," he said, shrugging, "is in Gryffindor tower. For now, at least. Making sure they're safe. And I'm trying to get a fairly comprehensive list of kids, see if anyone's definitely missing, the usual."