He's laughing again.

His laugh is so loud and so rough and just so full of life, that it's hard not to notice it.

In fact, she thinks that you'd have to be deaf not to hear him when he laughs.

She looks up from her Charms essay to watch him, sitting by the fire with his mates, playing a game of Exploding Snap. His eyes meet hers and he winks at her. She blushes and looks down, ignoring his greeting.

A few days later, after she shouts at him to leave her the bloody hell alone and get a life, and he looks like he's finally shattered into pieces, she thinks that she would answer his every greeting and laugh at every cheesy joke he made, as long as he could laugh again.