Zacharias waited with surprising patience outside of the door. He could hear stirrings from within, enough to let him know that there was life inside. Theodore and Greg, he assumed, although it could have been an animal if they had a pet of some sort.
It was Zacharias! No students in tow. He nodded his head in greeting when the door opened to reveal Goyle on the other side. Looking older than when he had seen him last - well, that had been at the end of their Seventh Year, five years ago, so it was no wonder.
"Goyle," he replied, stepping through the doorway when he was invited in. "How are you?" He had been raised with good manners and they always came out of habit.
And then, the more important question, "How is he?"