Kingston's eyes slightly widened when the Slytherin Prefect opened the door and leaned into him. Leaning a bit back with his hands in front of him, worried the boy would try to smooch him as he seemed to lean in far too much.

He stepped back once the boy stepped out of the room. Kingston noticed he seemed... happy. Blinking at him, he wondered why he seemed so happy. Was it THAT awful in there? Dear God, Kingston hoped not. With a deep breath to calm his nerves down, he nodded. "Yes, he had."