I've been staring at this bloody thing an hour trying to decide what to do.
I'm not sure if I should stay and try to help (what help could I be!?), or leave and try to sort it all out.
I feel like I should stay, for those few people I might offer support to.
So, I'll be at the Quidditch Pitch. Anybody needs me, please don't hesitate to come. I'll listen, I'll drink, I'll cry... anything you need.
I'm here for you.
All of you.