William gave Spencer a brief pitying look - there was a reason Spencer hadn't been Sorted into Ravenclaw - and rolled his eyes. "Yes, I'm just in here for my health," he replied. "I enjoy the lavish comfort of cupboards, they're quite spacious. And before you say anything, I'm not in here because we dated once and I'm avoiding her, it's nothing like that." Well, all right, it was very much like that, but for better reasons than a few months of handholding and a fantastic make out session behind an ice sculpture.
He lowered his voice even further, gaze fixed on Spencer. "Headmaster Schechter said the Ministry was sending someone as a trauma counselor," William murmured. "Who do you think they sent?"