[don't pull his hair. He likes what you're doing right now just fine, closing his eyes a little.] We're not going to get caught. Have a little faith.

And besides, smashing against the stone isn't something we can get in trouble for. They couldn't prove it was us. [he sniffs, though, opening one eye back up.]

We could. The Hufflepuffs are in the kitchen often enough, aren't they? Oh, but then we'd have to find one. [tsk.]