"That's a good indication," Eileen mused. "If Peterson pays this much attention to your hair and books, she must be glad to see you."
She paused, wondering whether to voice something.
Tadpole, are they... Oh, of course they are, Eileen's eternal sunny optimism informed her. They are, and things are always worse than what he'd voice. Only it's not my House to meddle with.
And he is not Tadpole any longer. Not here in the castle, in any case: he's now only a student. One of many.
She sighed. "As for others... Some of them are fortunate enough to live never comprehending one simple fact, Mister Weasley: that bad things can and do happen to good people. Acknowledging such fact means accepting that similar bad things may happen to them as well.