Amycus had waited in the common room as long as he could for Dominic to come in from his Quidditch practice but the stares his housemates were giving his bruised face and their whispering were starting to get to him. To hell with meeting in the common room. They could talk just as easily in Dominic's room. Or even in his room, provided Rab hadn't come back from wherever he'd gone after class. Either option would be more private than the common room and he'd be able to smoke.
He got up from where he'd been laying in front of the fire and made his way over to the door that would lead him back into the dormitory, swinging it open to see Dominic on the other side about to step out. "We'll talk in my room," he said, his voice coming out tense as he stepped past the other boy walking purposefully towards his room.
"I need a drink," he said by way of explanation. He opened the door to his room and grabbed the bottle of firewhiskey and two glasses from the trunk at the foot of his bed. "Care to join me?"