Percy made another noise of disapproval and stretched himself out on the blanket. It was rather hard, the blanket not giving much cushioning, but he ignored that, resting his head on the pillow. From the angle he was at, he could see Draco, lying on the bed as he was.
"You know, you don't need to be such a prat all of the time," he said decidedly. "People might actually like you if you weren't."