Even Caius and Caleb were intrigued. Albus understood well how their sarcastic amazement stemmed from a pinch of jealousy, since he was feeling it too. At the end of last year, he had kissed Calypso. He should have been with her, not lying down tolerating that others tried to make a move on her. But even if she wasn't his, Calypso was too beautiful and graceful a Pureblood for a nobody like Nott, who was still in his fifth year, even to think he could talk to her. After all, Albus admired him a little too: he would never have had the same courage. Not with Scorpius around, at least.