Scorpius does not look the least bit tired in the morning. Despite having stayed awake half the night to fiddle with the brooms they'd rode out on. But what hours he did get? He slept soundly. So:

One well-dressed, bushy-eyed wizard in a cheery mood wanders into the parlor for breakfast. He's also got with him one of the brooms he'd been working on.

It seems to be a bit more ...alive than it was yesterday after their flight, sweeping over to the table alongside Scorpius and - more or less - observing as he piles food onto a plate.

It tries to spear a sausage and knocks over a jug of milk.