"Aldork Pothead!" The Ravenclaw exclaimed loudly, hands on his hips as he looked at his kind-of-friend with a super serious expression on his face - you know, the kind that people have when they're really cross with you, or when your grandmother has died and they don't know how to break the news. But as always, it was hard for him to keep up his mask whenever he was in the company of Albus, and his face soon cracked into a small smile, fighting to regain the stern expression he'd been sporting a moment earlier. "So are you coming or what? Don't make me drag you."









