Grinning, he reached for the book, a wide smile spreading across his face. “Thanks Quinn!”. With a mischievous smile, he continued, “don’t worry, if its damaged at all, you can feed me to the crocodile”. Knowing Quinn would understand his reference, he turned to the other children on the table. Eying Reese for a moment, he smiled gingerly, “Hey Reese”. Having only talked to Reese briefly in Diagon Alley, he couldn’t really judge him. Finally, he turned to Beth. “Hey B, how’s the manipulation going?”.

Reaching around, he grabbed his rucksack and carefully placed Quinn’s copy of Peter Pan inside. It was a small gesture, but he appreciated it.
Turning now as the room filled, he spotted a few more people he knew! Smiling back now, he gave a little wave at Lydia. It had been a while since he’d spoken to her last. Diagon Alley, actually.