It had taken an hour for Anthony to convince his mum that he'd be fine, that there would be enough people there, with enough training, to make sure everyone was alright. And even then, his Da had to step in and remind her that they had to let him grow up.
A quick shower, change of clothes and Floo trip later, Anthony was standing in the girls' apartment. He put the crisps on the table (something his mum had insisted he bring) before getting a drink and looking around. Watching the others talk, dance and just move around, he felt himself relaxing more than he had since the middle of the last school year.