Felix was rather relieved to be entering the Hufflepuff common room. He'd been in the library again, and so far he had yet to feel as comfortable in there as he had before. Having finished a rough draft of his essay, he felt that was suitable enough, at least until tomorrow.
Upon stepping over the threshold he gave a cursory glance around the room, and blue gray eyes paused on Alfie just in time to see him shove something into his satchel and glare into the fire. Felix suffered from a bout of indecision as he shifted his weight and then with a sigh of exasperation at himself made his way over. It didn't keep a small note of uncertainty from his voice though as he asked, "Everything alright?"