The laughter felt as though it were surrounding him and cutting off his air. He'd hoped that he would be able to hide the tears, but there was no controlling them at this point. Archer tried not to even glance in Harrison's direction, mourning over the fact they both were in the same house and could very often cross paths. Thankfully, it was right before break, and, maybe, the excitement of the holiday would dash the memory from the older boy's brain.

Jelly legs nearly tripped over each other as Archer made a hasty retreat. Tears blurred his vision, and he nearly toppled into yet another student as he dashed from the Great Hall. He wasn't certain where he was fleeing to; he would find out when he collapsed there.