Sally had been getting some punch, the Puffs had mostly dispersed and gone their own way now. When she heard Harold, she jumped and squeaked, not expecting someone to be that close to her. She turned around, and smirked. "Hey, hatter." Sally winked at him, and silently cursed herself for having the shot of fire-whiskey before leaving the common room. It made her more hyper than usual, and she could only assume that would be a bad thing around Harold. "Where have you been hiding?" Sally raised her eyebrows.