It was hard not to feel better with Percy there, and he wasn't so stupid as to try to feel worse than he could. Smiling, he playfully smacked Percy's chest when he said he wasn't a Slytherin, and silently hoped Percy was right about everything.
He looked up at Percy. 'Faith?' he asked with a chuckle. 'You're right that does sound very Gryffindorish,' he teased, though that didn't stop the change in his mood. The mere thought that perhaps this wasn't as permanent as it sounded made all the difference in the world.