"I don’t know what’s going on here," Harry started quietly, when Ron and Seamus finally fell still, "But I can guess. I am very tired, and would prefer if we could all just go to bed, and if I have to stun you both to achieve that, I will," Ron was silently outraged, pointing aggressively between Seamus, Harry, and himself, "yes Ron, thank you for defending me, I’m incredibly lucky to have such a loyal friend," Ron stopped gesturing, "However, your message that I’m not a lunatic, is somewhat diminished if you’re busy screaming it like a crazy person," Ron looked disgruntled now, shrugging himself out of Neville’s hold and taking a step back from Seamus, his arms crossed across his chest, "And Seamus," Seamus was still panting with fury, "believe what you want, but please don’t call me names - I haven’t done anything to you," Harry was unsurprised that Seamus didn’t look particularly calmer, "I’m going to unsilence you now - and then I’d like to go to bed."