"I'm not so sure," Airi ruefully replied, shaking her head, at the boys quick dismissal. Airlia put nothing past Ned, he was easily the most danger seeking human being she had ever met, sometimes she wondered if it was some mental thing, something from his childhood that had shaped him into the irresponsible man he was today.

If Ned had been feeling any dread about going into the Shrieking Shack earlier, it was now completely and utterly eradicated by alluring promise of the party that was soon to come. If Ned Hall lived for anything, it was a party, he was the self-proclaimed King of Partying at Hogwarts and, seeing as it was his last year, he was going to make this party, the party to end all others.
Ned grinned as he rounded the corner with Vince and found a flustered looking Airi and Victor chatting together.

"I am, yeah, and also, what Vince said," Ned laughed, hoisting his book bag more securely on his broad shoulder. "It'll be a fancy dress party... In the Shack," He added.

"That's actually... A good idea, Ned, your genius is showing," Airi said with a full hearted laugh, relief flooding through her as she realized just how difficult it would be for danger to befall Ned if he was surrounded by so many of their contemporaries.

"I'm glad you think so doll," Ned said, beaming at Airi's comment, maybe if he was lucky he could get her to help him out too.

"What about you Vincenzi? Gonna get involved?" Ned asked, grinning up at his taller friend, though it turned into a look amused suspicion. "What are you two doing out here... All alone and Airi all flushed," Ned asked, taking in the girl's appearance. Was this why she had so abruptly ditched them? So she could meet up with the oldest Vincenzi for a secret rendezvous? He had always kind of suspected that she had a thing for him.