He'd miss this warmth, and he'd miss the Quidditch games and he'd miss Malfoy trying to strangle him with a tie almost every morning and he'd miss Theo's rants when he finished a book; he'd miss Hermione popping up out of nowhere with the most bizarre information and he'd miss Neville and his... Nevilleness. He'd even miss the bloody baby Weasley he'd somehow managed to befriend, though the Weasley would never know that, of course.