Harry, wearing his Invisibility Cloak, emerged from the pub. Quinlan’s voice should have startled him, but he was beyond such thoughts; tears were cascading uncontrollably from his eyes.
Hearing the faint, stifled sobs, Quinlan stiffened for a moment before taking hold of his arm and guiding him toward a deserted grove.
*Is he crying already?* she thought. *I don’t think I even said anything.*
Chapter 41