Ernie's eyes had been closed as he leaned his bacak against the tree he sat under, but when he heard someone coming particularly close, he opened them with a glare. The glare softened when he saw that it was Morag. He didn't particularly know he outside of the fact that she was a Ravenclaw and not a bad looking one at that. He moved over just a little, so that she would have a more comfortable space to sit in.
"Hey." He greeted. He didn't mind her being there, he knew he had to talk to her eventually, and maybe they could figure something reasonable out. "I'm sorry." He said softly, though they both knew that he had nothing to do with what happened, it just felt like the thing to say.