"In sixth year and you were up to something; I was right. Before you were the one following me around," he answered, before raising the bottle which was still mostly full. "I'm not drunk, but I also don't think that most people did potions up here."
He snorted. "You're out of a job, then. Snape is here. He can make anything, and I don't need hangover potions." He could barely get drunk anymore, no matter how much he drank. "Where are you staying? Everyone seemed to have picked opposite sides of the castle. I don't think we can be any further apart."
He uncapped the bottle and took a sip, before offering the bottle. "My father is here. He's younger than me."