Roger grinned as Harry held his arm a bit tighter than was normal but he shrugged it off, deciding that Harry probably just didn't want to get splinched or something ridiculous like that. Obviously, Harry had a bit of a crush but as far as Roger could tell it was a generalised crush on most of the fit lads he seemed to have surrounded himself with.
Roger nodded absently, leading the way through the stands and up to the VIP section - being a Quidditch player had some perks after all. He settled down in his seat and looked around. "So, who do you think will win the game eh," he asked as the section began to fill.