Being completely unable to help himself, Colin burst out laughing when James told him not to cry. A good, deep in his belly, riotous laugh, leaning over to hit his friend in the arm, hard.
Shaking his head, he said, "Sure, sure, whatever," and calmed himself down with a good deep breath.
"So, do you have plans for dinner? Let's floo over to the Leaky and drink our exhaustion away?" Of course, for Colin, that would only take half of one firewhiskey cocktail (he'd never had the guts to try it straight), but after all this, he felt a little bit invincible.