As awkward as the touch was, Alice was relieved he hadn't yanked his hand away as though her touch burned. Such a small act staved off a mountain of embarrassment. Still, Alice couldn't meet his gaze through the dark as his apology mixed with her own, her eyes instead locked on the now empty common room. At least none of their classmates had witnessed such an intimate moment. Alice wasn't sure how she would've coped knowing the entirety of Gryffindor had seen her flaming cheeks.

"It happens sometimes, I think," she replied much more quietly than a few seconds prior. She noticed in the early mornings or late evenings that the door began to stick after non-use. Really, she should've expected it when it hadn't swung open like normal. "I should probably head upstairs ... " Alice continued. Despite her embarrassment, she didn't wish for this evening to end just yet. Once she headed up the stairs and away from him the guilt from the touch would set in. Merlin, how would she explain that to Sisse?