Anthony wasn't tired. He'd tried, he really had, but he couldn't sleep for the life of him. After an hour of tossing and turning and probably keeping Draco awake, he slipped out of the room, shuffling aimlessly through the halls until he ended up outside of the kitchen. Maybe he was lured into the room by the soft music, maybe it was just aimless wandering, but either way, he peered into the room, relaxing slightly when he saw that it was Penny in the room and not Mrs. Weasley. He didn't know if he could handle her mothering at the moment.

He knocked gently on the doorframe, giving Penny a hesitant smile as he took a few steps into the room. "May I join you?" he asked quietly.