Terry had decided to take a very zen approach to this whole day, and so didn't even flinch when Stephen sent them into the bank first thing. If they ended up in the river, well, that's what drying spells were for, right? And it wasn't like there were merpeople in this particular river. Probably. Well, he'd always wanted to meet a merperson anyway.
"There had better be cakes," he said, without bothering to open his eyes. He was leaning against whoever was closest, figuring they wouldn't mind. None of his friends ever minded the occassional cuddle, sometimes he thought Ravenclaw had gotten all the tactile addicts in Hogwarts. "Else, I'm not sure you should keep those House Elves."