Tom took a deep breath to keep yelling, but Harry cut him off. "I don’t care about Xin or Edward or any of those people! I wanted to dance with you, but you’ve been avoiding me all night. You left me alone, Tom! You said you wouldn’t, that we were a matched set. You promised me!" He shook Tom again, trembling with anger, his eyes prickling with tears – angry ones, of course, not tears of hurt and confused betrayal.