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Talking to Melanie was probably the best thing for Stewart right now. There was just something about being around the cheerfully oblivious Hufflepuff that made him feel like nothing was wrong at all, and that nothing bad could ever happen. It was like they were both safe, because like they say—ignorance is bliss. So he was naturally excited when he saw her walk over to Ravenclaw table to join him. It might have been that he was preoccupied with thinking about the current situation with Dean, or the fact that Melanie seemed to have her mind elsewhere also, but they didn’t talk about anything remotely important. Stewart was glad for the light conversation, he didn’t think that he could have participated in anything other than that. And luckily professor Snape seemed to be keeping his eye on the Slytherin table, it might have been because the professors were still watching Harper. Heck it even could have been because out of all the tables at study hall the Slytherin table seemed the least productive when it came to coursework. Although it was common knowledge that Snape wouldn’t punish a Slytherin.

When the bell rang Stewart was ready to go back to the common room and just lie down. He could have easily asked Melanie what she’d want to do, after all the both of them didn’t have classes on Wednesday. But he’d rather just lay around in his dorm for the day; after all he hadn’t done that in a while. Always busy with something or another, Stewart hadn’t had time to be lazy this year. And right now seemed like the perfect opportunity.

“Oh Mel,” he said as he noticed her wiping her ink stained hands on her robes. He gave her a smile and reached over and turned her hand over looking at the mess. “I don’t think there’s anything we can do for it. But don’t worry, it suits you.” He let out a short laugh and then noticed that Melanie had a small dot of ink on her cheek. He shrugged it off and they walked towards the door much behind everyone else. It was only when he noticed how quiet Melanie was that he thought to look in the direction that she was staring in, an odd look on her face. Charles Vaisey. There wasn’t anything wrong with the Slytherin, he seemed nice enough. Though there was an odd thing between him and Melanie. It was almost like the both of them had a fascination with each other—whether it was Melanie being very annoyed with him or when Stewart would see the two actually getting along through the journals. Stewart didn’t really see why Melanie would look so displeased to see him though. The last that Stewart had heard the boy hadn’t committed any murders, or hexed any random first years, or punched anyone recently. Stewart had a slight feeling that Melanie wasn’t telling him everything but ignored it. He might be more open than most people but that didn’t mean that they had to be the same way.