"Ha -" Harry had always said Albus' laugh sounded like uncle Sirius' a long time ago - "No. I doubt Brigid will even see me at the Ball. I'm looking at renting a wicked invisbility cloak." He joked, the self-loathing obvious.
"And what about you?" he asked, giving Wayne a pointed look. You didn't live in such close proximity for seven years without noticing certain things about someone, like when they started keeping a very plainly obvious secret. Of course, he'd never asked Wayne. As close as they might be through schooling and the dorms, they were still Ravenclaws, which meant closeness came differently to them. Or, well, to Al at least.