Harry had left the classroom and taken a moment by a window to compose himself. No one would know. He would tell no one, save Mandy, and his other two pillars. Not tonight though - he would not ruin tonight for them.
He looked up at the sky, where the Mark had hung, far too recently.
If it was you, rat, you better hope the Aurors get you first.
He turned away, and re-entered the dance, a mask plastered to his face, searching out Mandy. Ah, with Corner. Great.