Ernie was tired. Ernie was tired and at least three hours short of his study goal. He sighed, he knew it was wrong to be upset about his study time schedule when someone had been killed, but Ernie couldn't help it, somewhere in the middle of his warm gooey hufflepuff core, he was selfish. Though, he honestly hadn't thought about studying until he had done his head count three times and made sure that all of his friends were okay. However, he was positive that he could get at least another hour of studying in, but when he realized that people in the room where probably going to go to sleep soon, he went down to the commonroom.
He was slightly disappointed when the room was almost empty, but he supposed that didn't matter since he was only going to study. He held his potions book tightly in his hand when he spotted all of them in front of the fire. He rubbed his face and dropped his book onto the near by couch.
"Hey. What are you guys doing up?" He asked, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he came to stand next to them.