"Just feelings in your pants," Zacharias said as he noticed Justin looking yet again at Seamus. Clearly he wanted Seamus in one way or another, but Zacharias just didn't care enough to stick around to see how it played out. He put his napkin on the table and stood up, deciding he was done, his appetite gone. He took a swig of butterbeer and decided to just hunt the server down to pay for his meal. Before, though, he glanced at Justin.
"Good luck with..." He waved a hand in Seamus's general direction, gave Justin a nod, then made a beeline for the server. He paid and headed out the door, new-to-him books in hand. Next time, he decided he, he'd just sit off in a corner. At least then he wouldn't get dragged into someone's taunting.