No one is expecting him to be awake at four in the morning. No one, in fact, is expecting him to be awake before around seven in the morning, it appears. The dorms' silence is only broken by the soft snores, and the common room doesn't have even that.
"I think Professor Quirrell has had more experience with Dark creatures than he would like," says Victor diplomatically.
Victor doesn't say anything. Saying unkind things about authority figures seems like a bad idea.
"Mm. Disappointing. Do magical people even encounter Dark creatures and other magical people that often anyway?"
"Hmm. Makes sense, I guess. Well, project 'befriend Draco and bring him to the Light Side' is going well, he still won't speak to me but I managed to leverage that into making Pansy Parkinson speak to me—she likes being contrarian—and I bet I can reach him before year's end."
Maybe, but they seem to be oblivious to this. Instead, they take a seat to each side of Victor.
"So, Evans! How're you liking Hogwarts?"
"Well, I've never had magic lessons before, so even not very good ones are better than nothing."