That was probably the saddest hello that Selina had ever received in her life. What made it all the more tragic was that ickle Penelope was the one who was uttering that hello. Ever since she had met Penelope she had been a ball of joy. Heck, her and Anya had always been the two to keep Quidditch practices high energy. So she could not even imagine what had brought Penelope down so much, but, rest assured, whatever it was Selina was going to have a serious talk with the cause. No one upset her ickle Gryffindors.

Trying to ignore her desire to beat whomever had hurt Penelope's feelings to a pulp, she pulled a little bit of the blankets away from Penelope's face so she could see her better. Offering a small smile, she was somewhat glad that Penelope had decided to be honest with Selina. It would have been quite the task to get Penelope to open up if she had resisted being honest. Because no adorable little second year willingly retreated up to the dorms on the first night who wasn't upset.

The redhead asked as sweetly as she could, "Penelope, what happened? I know it isn't cool to tell an older student, but I hate seeing you upset." And that was the truth. Maybe she could help the best she could. Or try at least.