Albus was taking up the same space on the couch that would have been enough for three people or a few more if very slender. He didn't care. He remained comfortably stretched out even when he felt Calypso make room in front of his legs with her friend Lavinia, ignoring him and continuing to chat. Despite their presence, the boy didn't give up his intention of relaxing. Moments like that were very rare for the middle child of the Potters, tense between studying and anxiety for the day of the ritual.