Sally flashed a smirk at him. "Thanks. And of course you will! I'd hate to imagine how bad I'd play without you there." She had never played a game of Quidditch without Wayne there.
Sally stretched out at the end of his bed. Talking about the future with Wayne sounded great, except that it wasn't together... Harold was great, usually, but there was no way he could replace Wayne. And she knew as soon as they went their seperate ways she'd miss him terribly. Andprobably pop by so many times she would annoy the crap out of him.