Seeing who the other person was, Seamus gave Lisa a crooked grin. She had slept in his bed with him again last night after he had stayed up late drinking and glaring at Dean's sleeping form. Seamus was embarrassed to admit even to himself that he barely remembered the events of the night previous, although at Lisa's cheerful greeting he assumed things went alright. He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Evenin' Lisa," he called. He switched the broom so that he held it in his right hand as he walked closer to her. She was surrounded by what looked like astronomy equipment and was glad (not for the first time) that he wasn't taking it this year.
"Came out to do a bit of flying. I'm hoping that's homework," he said, nodding toward her telescope, "and not you Ravenclaws' idea of fun?"