"Nice. At least he has good tastes. I've read some Shakespeare and Moby Dick. But no Faust. Mind letting me borrow something? I'll even write a report, if that's what Dad wants." He waggled his eyebrows before leaning forward and resting his chin on Kevin's shoulder.
"Or you could read it to me. I bet he'd be really happy if you finished those books despite being at Hogwarts." He paused for a second and pulled away, leveling a look at Kevin.
"You are coming back right?" He didn't think he could do another year without Kevin there. He already wasn't sure how he was going to survive once Hogwarts was really and truly in the past and he didn't live with these four other guys anymore. That almost scared him, that that was going to happen in less than a year. Anthony didn't do well on his own, he couldn't even sleep in a bed by himself without panicking, and that had been happening since long before the war.