Terry laughed at the idea of drag queen Snape. He was not quite sure what made the outfit, the heels or the hat, but it was a fond memory. Anyone in that class would agree, too. As for his boggart, it was still nothing more exciting than a spider or as entertaining as the mummy.
"Good ol Professor Lupin," the boy agreed softly before raising his voice slightly. "I can't wait to go to Hogsmeade these coins are burning a hole in my pocket."
The boy shrugs slightly before taking out his wand to dry up Neville's feet. No sense in catching a cold out here while trying to take care of someone he enjoyed.