Dale shifted a little so Ben could sit down, yawning loudly and nestling deeper into the pillow nearest to him. "Sore," he admitted. "But not too bad with Patrick's potions. Mostly just tired but there isn't much I can do with that."
"You look happy," he said, smiling. "How's the new house? I can't believe it's been so long since we last talked," Dale wasn't really able to remember the last time he'd caught up with Ben. "You should drop by Hogwarts more, see your father and me at the same time. Honestly, it would kill two birds with one stone."