Glancing at Jonas, Simon shared a rare smile with his new mate. “That must be nice…” he said. His voice too trailing off as the situation at the table became more intense. “We’re not normally this crazy. I don’t think Agatha woke up on a good side of the bed this morning.” He frowned. Was everyone just super stressed today? That was probably it.

And Cutty had been right behind him the whole time. Now the boy couldn’t tell whether his mate was being honest or pulling his leg about it. It was hard to tell with someone like Cutty. So he just gave Cutty a rather awkward grin which turned into a grimace since his head hurt so much and nodded. “Uh. Good.” He’d prefer Cutty in front of him so that he could keep an eye on his mysterious friend. Now where was some ice? Before he could grab some ice, Agatha had whacked him with her hair. “Do you mind actually not hitting me with your hair for ONCE?” asked Simon rather grumpily. Oh yes, he wasn’t happy with anyone at the moment.

West happened. The older boy was speaking in a very authoritative voice that made Simon wonder if that was West’s commanding voice that he had used on the Quidditch Pitch. If it had been then it would have been perfect since it was so clear and loud with not being too loud. And Simon nodded his head really, really quickly so that the older boy knew that he got what he had meant. He shot a glance at his mates and then rolled his eyes. Sheesh. Hadn’t he just told them that they were going to lose points if they carried on like this? West supported his point and he gave a grateful and relieved nod towards the other boy. Thank Merlin West was here. “Sorry and thanks West,” he said giving the seventh year a relieved smile. Simon rubbed his head and then slid a little bit over towards the older guy and away from his own crazy year. Yeah, he didn’t wish to get hit anymore. “Congratulations. Excited for Quidditch?” he asked, hoping to cheer up the soon-to-be graduate.

Ethan was miserable now. Simon sighed. Wow. This was a wonderful first end of term feast. He noticed Ethan’s look and shook his head. Nu-uh. He was taking back the idea of that. Aaand Ethan had just abandoned him. What happened to Holmes and Watson fighting crime together? The boy gulped a little and then sent a look over in Agatha’s direction. Despite getting hit too, he couldn’t help but wonder if was she alright too? Girls were strange.