"There, see, you do get it." He grinned back. "And its very cruel of you not to let me lie about it."
He nodded slowly, because while he was protective of Pansy he wasn't going to say Potter didn't have a point.
"You're right. I shouldn't have compared her to Granger. They are absolutely nothing alike. Won't happen again." He had only meant it in a 'Golden Trio' sense anyway, and that wasn't true either.
He picked up his bowl again, eating the last bites and sopping the dregs up with the rest of the bread.
"So. How about that Quidditch?" It was a very feeble attempt at a conversation change.