Geoff handed the tongs over to one of his mates and grinned, clapping him on the shoulder. "Don't burn anything," he said, laughing. He headed towards Drew, grabbing a couple beers on the way. He and Dre had been best mates for as long as he could remember and he wasn't sure what was going through his friend's head at the moment and that concerned him son.
"Hey," he said, grinning, handing him a beer. He didn't see their little criminal about but he had a feeling she wouldn't be that far behind. Something seemed a little out of sorts with Drew but he wasn't sure if it was a good idea to mention that here. Still, he was his best mate. Clapping him on the shoulder he looked around. "Been a while since I've seen this many Gryffindor's in one place." He took a drink and glanced at Drew. "How's everything going?" he asked, knowing that Drew would know what he was talking about.