Merton nodded and smiled a little wanly at Gideon, but didn't say anything. He didn't remember about Leigh's family, either. But if she was muggleborn, then maybe she should come stay here too, so she was safe. There was room. She could have his room if she wanted.
He leaned over, taking Heath's bottle away instead of taking the beer Gideon offered. Heath had that wavy, slurry thing that said he'd probably had too much. And that was fine if it was a happy drunk, but since Heath wasn't happy, Merton thought it probably was better if he didn't have much more.