"I don't know." Albus admitted as he stared down at Scorpius's hand against his own. He curled his fingers around the other boys, then slipped into his bed and closed his eyes. He curled up against him, pulling him back against his pillows. "I don't know what I'm supposed to think or feel right now. It's all Caspar's fault."
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